"Taba, I'm really looking forward to it. Vicardo looked at Taba as he was sent to him, and he looked very excited. "There are many types of tabas, and each type of taba is equivalent to reflecting the different levels and personalities of the wizards. It is said that there are people in Spain who go specifically to taste the difference of the taba. ”

Chrissy knew that Vicardo was different from them in terms of cuisine, and that Vicardo was more of a foodie than a wizard. He is better at eating than doing. The reason why he is at today's level is actually only because it is difficult for others to satisfy his appetite. Moreover, if you are not a wizard, especially if you are not a high-level wizard, it is difficult to eat real deliciousness.

It is said that when the 'Word of God' discovered the potential of this foodie, he told him that as long as he became a high-level wizard, he could not only make his own delicious food. No more begging others to cook for you. Moreover, as a high-level wizard, your friends will inevitably be high-level wizards, so you can enjoy many high-level wizards' dishes.

It is under this kind of persistence that he ranks among the high-level wizards, although he is not a very powerful kind, it can be regarded as relatively special.

But it is precisely because of this that he has almost no possibility of improvement now. Being able to stand among the twelve is mainly due to his unique tongue.

"Come on, come on, let my 'Tongue of God' taste first. With that, Vicardo had already taken the lead in eating a taba.

Then he was slightly stunned.

"What's wrong? Isn't it delicious?" asked Chrissy.

Vicardo shook his head and said slowly, "It's not like that, it's just. It's different from what I know. ”

"What's the difference?"

Chrissy is also a little strange, obviously taba is a very casual dish. Vicardo had already said it before eating. It can even be said that Vicardo originally went for the idea of the unique taba made by Erica.

Case. How can you be surprised by the difference in cuisine?

Vicardo seemed a little unsure, and after tasting it again, he said, "It still feels different." ”

Chrissy was also intrigued, and immediately took one from the taba that Erica handed her and put it in her mouth.

"Delicious. Chrissy immediately covered her face happily and said, her expression indescribably happy.

Vicardo said with a bitter face: "It's delicious, it's delicious, but it's hard to say it's taba like this." ”

"Why?" Chrissy said in a muffled voice, her mouth full. "Isn't it said that Taba should be different?"

"But ......" For a moment, Vicardo was also stunned.

It's hard for him to explain.

Truly. Taba is inherently diverse.

There is no specific method, no specific recipe.

Every sorcerer is different.

However, Vicardo still senses Erica's Taba, which is truly "different".

So what is the difference? Vicardo himself couldn't help but wonder.

Then, he couldn't help but look at Erica.

At this time, Erica sent Taba zuò up, waiting for their review.

Looking at Erica waiting, Vicardo seemed to sense something, but he felt very lost. So he looked at Migello.

Migello also heard Vicardo's words and looked at Erica. Ate Taba.

"Definitely. After a while, Migello said.

"What is the difference?" asked Chrissy, and Vicardo looked at Migelo curiously, looking very distressed if Migelo had no way to answer his questions.

Migello said: "If anything, anything different. Then it should be the wizard's difference. ”

Vicardo suddenly looked like an idiot: "I already know this for a long time. ”

"No, you haven't really realized that. I ask you, why do you know so much about Spain?" Migelo asked as he turned to Vicardo.

Vicardo frowned and said, "Is there a relationship between these two things? Let me think, you are someone like Chrissy. It's all about completing the task and having no way to learn. So she knows the language, understands Spanish. But that's about it. I'm not learning Spanish to communicate with anyone. In fact, while the 'Word of God' is said to be the wisest of the twelve, it is His Word, not his Word. When it comes to language, I'm not weaker than him at all. I know almost all the languages of the whole continent. ”

Chrissy looked stunned, as if the whole world had been turned upside down, and looked at Vicardo in a daze and said, "You are so powerful, are you really that fat pig?

"Do you think it's possible for a guy like me?" said Vicardo with a wry smile.

Chrissy let out a sigh and said, "That's right, most of these spells require intimate contact, and no one can give up on what you think about it." Perhaps, it's a man?"

"Shut up!" even Vicardo couldn't stand it anymore at this time, and couldn't help but shout angrily. "My language, my knowledge, I have worked hard to learn. Otherwise, it would be impossible to introduce you to the subtleties as clearly as I do, and have your own understanding. ”

Chrissy also knows that this kind of knowledge obtained with magic spells is just knowledge, like a book, deeply engraved in her mind, however, she does not understand it, and she will not have any feelings for such knowledge.

Vicardo's table, on the other hand, is completely different.

"I don't just learn the languages of various countries just to communicate with people from different countries. For me, this is the only way to truly understand the origin of various cuisines and the different meanings of different foods in different places. Even if the same food is in different regions, there will be different changes, some of which come from the environment, and some of which come from the culture. Ah, I see, but how can it be like this?"

As he spoke, Vicardo suddenly realized, and then became more confused.

"Perhaps, it's because of the different environment in which he grew up, it is said that this child has only recently become famous. Before, no one knew. Migello said.

"I see, although it can be explained, it also feels a little strange. Vicardo said with a sigh of relief.

"I said what the hell are you talking about, why I don't understand a word. At this time, Chrissy was confused. "Is this the so-called discourse between men, and women will never understand it for the rest of their lives?"

Vicardo shook his head and said, "I finally understand what makes this dish special. It turned out to be a human. ”

"Isn't that obvious? Need a special explanation?" Chrissy looked puzzled.

Vicardo continued: "Yes, the difference in wizards will lead to the difference in cuisine, however, there are also commonalities. Wizards of the same genre will have the same cuisine. The same place, the same thought, will also lead to such a situation. However, Erica's is different. ”

"What's the difference?" Chrissy couldn't help but ask.

Vicardo hesitated for a moment before saying, "Taba is a kind of cuisine, there is no fix, you can do whatever you want. Why did this dish become a national dish? Is it just because the king promoted it? Not really, but because this dish actually represents the characteristics of the people. ”

"The character of the nation?" Chrissy wondered, but thoughtful.

"The character of Taba is the character of Spain. It is not just a cuisine, but a culture. Convenient, casual, hedonistic, comfortable. This is Taba. This is also a national identity of Spain. ”

Chrissy finally understood, and then a look of incredulity appeared on her face.

"Excuse me?"

"That's right, Erica's Taba didn't understand the culture. This is Erica's Taba, not Spain's Taba. Perhaps, because she didn't grow up in Spain when she was a child, she didn't have a deep understanding of this kind of thinking. Vicardo said with some regret.

And Migello also took a deep breath.

"Yes, so, the winner of this competition is ......" (to be continued......