Chapter 507 All Delicacies Are Nostalgia (Update 4 with Ten Thousand Rewards)

After Gretel and Serira, Aurora, Linn, Master Norwood, and several apprentices came up to pour a glass. From formal mages to apprentices, everyone praised the sweet smell.

Even Lynn, who was usually the most serious, was leaning in front of the fire, holding a cup and crossing her legs relaxedly.

Only Bernard did not open his mouth to praise. The barbarian held an extra-large wooden cup, filled it with cocoa milk, raised his head, tons, tons, tons, tons, tons...

"Meow~~~"

A tiny meow sounded from the crowd. Bernard stopped, lowered his head, and saw Mr. Trocca turned into the size of a kitten, huddled next to his legs, head raised, golden eyes staring at him.

Bernard put down the cup decisively, took out a large shallow plate, poured a plate of cocoa milk and put it on the ground. Mr. Trocca barked softly, wagged his tail at the savage, and lowered his head to lick it.

Lynn: "..."

You can't do that!

I usually don’t lack anything to eat or drink from you! If I have a sip of milk, there will be a sip of milk for you; if there is a piece of bread from me, there will also be a piece of bread from you!

As for asking others for food? !

"Mr. Trocca! Put it down!"

After Gretel finished drinking a glass of cocoa milk, he turned around and saw the black cat squatting over there licking the cocoa milk. His hair stood up for a moment. He put the cup down casually, ignoring the glass spinning on the table, jumped up and rushed towards it:

"Cats can't eat chocolate! Put it down! Put it down!"

Gretel spoke in a hurry, but Mr. Trocca turned a deaf ear to it. He buried his head and continued to lick the milk until his beard was covered with milk foam.

It wasn't until Gretel rushed forward, squatted down, and stretched out his hand that his fingertips were only 0.1 centimeters away from the skin of his neck. Then he lay down and jumped out——

The whole person, no, the whole cat turned into a black lightning, jumped out from Gretel's legs, and was behind him in an instant.

Gretel turned around and ran away. One person and one cat ran around the big table in the restaurant twice, and Gretel finally blocked the black cat in the corner. He squatted down, stretched his hands forward, and strangled the black cat's neck:

"Spit it out! Spit it out! Cats can't eat chocolate!"

"Meow-"

A much louder meow. Low, commanding, almost growl-like. Grete's vision went dark, and he was thrown to the ground by the black cat. He grew many times bigger. Mr. Trocca, who was already the size of a black panther, stepped on him, stuck out his tongue, and licked his face:

"I am the great Mr. Troca! It's a monster! Not a black cat! Not a black cat!"

Don’t limit me with the dietary taboos of black cats!

Gretel was stepped on the ground by it, unable to move. The wet and sweet smell on his face hit his nostrils. After a while, the black cat jumped away. He wiped it with his hand, and the back of his hand was colorful:

"Ouch! Mr. Trocca! You licked my face full of milk!"

Cocoa, and cocoa-related foods, are well received by everyone. However, is it specific how to make it...

Grete spread his hands:

"Otherwise, I will write down the method of processing cocoa beans, and Oro, will you let your cook try it? I really can't..."

Well, it is said that different types of cocoa beans, with different roasting times and roasting temperatures, will exhibit different flavors. Some are slightly sour, some are more bitter, some have a distinct burnt aroma, and some are said to have a nutty aroma, or a special floral aroma...

Forgive me that Grete has never tasted it in his previous life. In his recipe, there are only dark chocolate, ordinary chocolate, white chocolate and milk chocolate. But since there are gourmets advertising, I guess there must be some?

However, if you ask Grete to try any of these types, processing techniques and recipes, he will only shake his head very fast. Kill him, he would rather do anatomy experiments 12 hours a day!

Cocoa milk tea, cocoa cake, cocoa bread, cocoa biscuits, handmade chocolate, milk chocolate... Including the processing methods of cocoa beans, Gretel wrote seven or eight pieces of paper in one breath, sorted them out, and presented them to Aurora:

give it to you!

No, leave it to your auntie the cook!

Please be sure to try it out. The entire Mage Tower depends on her. If she really makes something good, I can even take it to the teacher as a tribute...

Cerela followed him every step of the way. His eyes moved from the tip of Gretel's pen, to the thick stack of recipes, and then to Aurora's hands. He blinked and gave the blond young mage a flattering smile.

Well, Gretel has the most fresh ideas and is the most interesting, and you will never get tired of playing it. But if you want to eat delicious food, in addition to going to the steak restaurants one after another, the most correct way is to please Aurora's cook!

"By the way, Auro - after Auntie makes the things, remember to make a copy of the list and give it to MOSS! That way we will have something to eat every day!"

Alas, although MOSS can control invisible servants and can make a bunch of common dishes and snacks, it first lacks R&D capabilities, and secondly, the things it makes are too standardized. If you want to eat delicious, fresh, and unique food, you still have to rely on artificial intelligence.

However, it was rare that Grete was interested, or more importantly, it was rare that Gretel, the experimental and medical maniac, crawled out of his hospital. A group of people were very lively and simply held a small dinner:

There is no need for MOSS to control invisible servants to provide meals, and there is no need to go out to restaurants. Several magicians and apprentices rolled up their sleeves and each contributed a dish:

Cerira caught a plump sea fish that was about half the height of a human, and froze it on the spot as it breathed out. She pulled out the elf scimitar, chopped off the head and tail, tore off the fish skin, and cut out the most juicy pieces of fish meat. Then, the swords were flying——

Pieces of deep red fish meat with even fat lines inside are neatly arranged in a row. Miss Yinlong wiped the fish meat into the porcelain plate with a casual touch. After thinking about it, she grabbed a lemon at random, cut it in half with a knife, and placed it on the edge of the porcelain plate.

What?

The fish is still as frozen as ice?

Let it go. Anyway, when other people’s dishes are ready, they should be enough to thaw!

Old God Lin En was sitting on the edge, motionless. In the kitchen, the golden skeleton kneaded dough, added butter, put cheese, ham, prawns, squid, shells and various seafood, stuffing them into the oven to bake, and was busy.

Hey, anyway, everyone has the same food, as long as it can be brought out when the time comes. As for who contributed, does it matter?

Aurora squatted beside him pitifully and looked at him. Unlike Lynn, who was fighting in the north and south and taking risks everywhere, Aurora was pampered and never fed herself. Lin En looked at him for a long time, couldn't help laughing, and gave him compassionate instructions:

"You go and cut some meat... you can use any meat, chicken, pork, or mutton. Cut it into knuckle-sized pieces, marinate it with sauce, and grill it on skewers. Well, if you're worried about it being too greasy, or you want to change it up a bit, As a trick, just skewer some vegetables between the meat..."

With one command and one movement, Aurora ran to work. Soon, he let out a scream:

"Where are the mushrooms! Why are there no mushrooms! My favorite mushroom——"

"The mushrooms are here~~~"

Miss Anivea called back with a smile. She rummaged through the kitchen and found a bunch of various mushrooms and leafy greens. White mushrooms with stalks, straw mushrooms with round heads, dark-colored toadstools...

As a patron of nature, the young priestess was very confident in her ability to identify mushrooms. She hummed softly and happily sliced, diced, and shredded the mushrooms, and stir-fried them with olive oil. Add salt, black pepper, and butter~~~

Wash and blanch the green leafy vegetables; cook the peas; shred the cheese. Cut the bread into square, one centimeter square pieces, and bake in the oven until hard and crispy. Pour into a large bowl with mushrooms, green leafy vegetables, peas, and cheese, and mix well:

Forest mushroom salad, ready to go!

Of course, it is impossible to expect these dishes to feed everyone. If you want to measure the quantity, it depends on Bernard’s ability:

The barbarian waved two kitchen knives and "Cang Bang" chopped two chickens, a large amount of beef, and a large amount of pork, and poured them all into the pot;

Pour into a small half pot of potatoes, radishes, onions, sauerkraut, basil leaves, bay leaves, etc. on hand, and sprinkle a handful of whatever you catch;

I opened another bottle of wine, and I didn’t know which winery it was from or what flavor it was. I poured down half the bottle.

Cover the pot and bring to a simmer. Hunter stew, let’s go!

The strange fragrance wafted out soon.

Everyone was chatting and laughing, watching other people's work while cooking, and looking for opportunities to steal food. Of course, the most eyes are still on Gretel:

What would he cook?

This guy who has all kinds of fantastic ideas in research, is so-so in life, and can put anything into his mouth. What kind of surprise will he bring to everyone at this party?

Grete stared at the vegetable basket in a daze. When it comes to making a specialty dish, the first thing he thinks of is lotus root and pork ribs soup. Every winter, every household will bring out a big pot of it:

Split the whole lotus root in half and then cut it into several sections. Each piece is as big as a palm. When you bite it, the lotus root can be all over your face. It is pink and glutinous and will melt in your mouth when you sip it with the tip of your tongue;

The ribs, which are half a finger long, are put down without any expense, and the aroma of the meat can fill the whole room;

The family just eats lotus root soup. Without other dishes, they can eat two big bowls of rice in one meal!

However, there are no lotus roots here...

Three fresh bean curds? Forgive him for not being able to make tofu skin, but even if he could, there are no soybeans here;

Hot Noodles with Sesame Paste? Sorry, he doesn’t know how to knead and roll noodles, so he can’t make proper noodles;

Soup dumplings? The reason is the same as above. He doesn't know how to make dough. If the dough is not made well, the steamed soup dumplings will probably turn out ugly.

So what exactly do you do? It's not impossible to fool around with it, but once the haunting taste is evoked, it will always linger on the tip of the tongue...

"Gretel, what's wrong with you?" At some point, Cerela had already knelt down beside him worriedly. The silver dragon girl stuck her head out, carefully observed his face, restrained her strength, and shook his arm back and forth:

"Don't you know how to cook? It doesn't matter if you don't know how to cook. I'll give you a piece of fish. Your knife is so good, you can just cut it up as you like——"

"Yes, fish!" Gretel's eyes lit up and he jumped up:

"Come and watch me cook you a fish to eat!"

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