Chapter 429 Miss Silver Dragon’s Delicious Food (Updated Update 35)

Gretel kicked the water waves with his two calves, raised his head, and watched the silver dragon flutter away. He threw himself a loudspeaker, and in the strong wind blowing in his face, he shouted with all his strength:

"Don't fight with anything too strong!"

"knew--!"

The silver dragon's voice became farther and farther away and became smaller and smaller. Grete put his mind into the space bag and began to check the things he brought:

A total of three grills are prepared, two small and one large, which can roast a whole lamb;

There were a lot of roasting forks prepared, large and small. The largest one still had a fishy smell when it was brought out, maybe it was a whaling gun used by savages;

Charcoal, in short, to prepare this heap of charcoal, the savages killed two trees;

There's not much to say about the seasonings, except for the last bit to keep it all out.

I don’t know what Serira will bring back... Speaking of which, one roasted whole lamb, or at most two roasted whole lambs, and he also has information cooking. If there are eight out of ten in one go...that won't happen, right? No way? Serira can only catch one sheep with each paw, so she won't have the patience to weave a basket, will she?

Grete slid down, soaked in the hot spring again, and poured himself a glass of juice. Well, the mixed juice tastes good, but it's a little sour. It would be better if I added some sugar. Unfortunately, all his sugar was poured into the dessert...

Gretel soaked in the hot springs, drank iced juice, ate fruit, and ate desserts when she was hungry. The dessert was designed by him personally. He asked the mountain eagles to bring enough seaweed, boil it, extract agar, add sugar, and freeze it with chopped fruit pieces. Each piece is crystal clear, and the visual effect is very beautiful.

I'm just not very hungry... Well, fortunately, the barbarians also made sugar cakes. They were big, thick, thick, and as thick as a palm, almost as big as a face...

When I was half full, the sun was almost at its zenith. The sky is clear and cloudless, and the ultraviolet rays on the top of the mountain are particularly strong. Gretel touched his head, took out a towel, and covered his head and face:

Based on past experience, skin is particularly susceptible to UV damage if soaked in mineral-rich water for too long. He gets skin allergies every time he goes to the beach. By the way, where did Cerela go?

If it takes longer, a round trip to the Dragon's Nest will be enough.

He soaked in the water and thought wildly. After an unknown amount of time, the sky above suddenly darkened, and the light shining through the towel was dim. Either the weather has changed, or a large creature is flying by!

Grete suddenly sat upright in the water and grabbed the towel. He looked up, his eyes still narrowed subconsciously, and the heavy wind was already whistling down. With a bang, it hit hard not far away, accompanied by Cerela's happy shout:

"Gretel, I'm back!"

The smell of sea is tangy. Cerira spun around above her head and plunged into the lake, probably to clean herself. Grete stood up resignedly, looked around, and immediately saw the food that Cerela had brought back:

a fish.

A big fish as long as two people.

A large fish with a spindle-shaped body, a silver-blue back, and a silver-white belly. It is constantly flapping and looks like two people.

...Very good, how should I kill it? Physical attacks probably can't do it, so using [Dragon Breath Hand] to blast him to death doesn't seem like a good idea...

Gretel was silent for a moment, then retreated into the hot spring again, only showing his head and looking at the fish. Fortunately, Miss Silver Dragon swam a few laps and returned quickly. With a faint smell of lake water, she stood next to the big fish. With one punch, she beat the big fish upright and collapsed on the ground motionless.

Then, the silver dragon girl grabbed the fish's gills with one hand and broke it upwards. It clicked, and the gill cover was torn off directly. She formed a hook with five fingers, inserted it down along the edge of the gill cover, and then lifted it up. Suddenly, a piece of white fish bone, together with the scales and skin, was handed over to her. Tear it off.

"Gretel! Come on!—eat this fish's brains!"

……What?

"Eat quickly! The brain of this kind of fish is helpful for the growth of spiritual power. I caught it with great difficulty!"

Gretel was confused for a moment. Wait, I brought a barbecue grill, a barbecue spit, and charcoal, but I didn’t bring a pot! The fish brain thing is more tender than tofu, what should I use to bake it? I can't pick it up with a fork!

Is it still a squid brain?

Under Cerela's constant urging, he had no choice but to summon another floating saucer, fly to the side of the fish head, and use the mage's hands to take out the fish brains one by one. The crystal clear, jelly-like fish brains were piled on the floating dish. Gretel thought for a while, carefully summoned a small fireball, and moved closer to heat it.

"Why are you burning it? Just eat it!"

Serila stamped her feet on the side. Grete patted his head, took out the microscope, slides, and coverslips, and started working on the spot:

"If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten. Check to see if there are any parasites in the fish's brain. If not, you can eat it raw! Wait until I do a smear to see! Hmm..."

Serila was speechless for a moment. She had no choice but to take over the task of controlling the fireball, and at the same time poked her head out to watch Gretel at work curiously. Fish brains can be eaten at any time. At worst, she will catch another one. She has never seen this kind of smear work!

Standard smears are performed in triplicate. Cut a small piece, mash it, stir it with physiological saline, apply it on a glass slide, and cover it; change another part, sample again, make it again; change another part and sample again. After finishing three copies, Grete sat upright, raised his eyes, and began to adjust the magnification:

"Well, let's take a look... this area looks like normal tissue, and this area also... this area also... doesn't look like there are eggs, metacercariae, or anything... I Change another piece and have a look..."

It was about his own life - or whether he would be infected with parasites. Grete took the three smears seriously and read them one by one. After checking that there were no bugs, he breathed a sigh of relief and raised his head:

"It seems there's no problem eating it raw. Come on, let's get started!"

"What are you doing! It's already cooked!"

Grete smiled coquettishly, threw a freeze ray on the grilled fish brains, and swallowed it in two or two mouthfuls. There was no salt, no soy sauce, and even mustard, but he didn't care. He didn't even think of finding out the spices and sprinkling them on it.

I didn't know the taste of this meal. I took big mouthfuls and just stuffed the fish brains into my belly. A big fish that is two people long has a very large brain. Gretel felt like his stomach was full of food, so he quickly geared up and came over to take on the task of being a chef:

"Serila, thank you for your hard work. Come on, tear off the fish skin, and I'll make grilled fish for you..."

"snort!"

Serira brushed it twice and then tore off the fish skin and its fine scales. Grete took out the prepared machete, used his dissection skills, and began to decompose the fish piece by piece. After just cutting off a few pieces, a violent heat suddenly rose from my stomach!

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