In the afternoon, Gwen started making a big meal using the reserved ingredients.
Just as the first dish was cooked, I heard the door open.
"I'm home?"
Turning his head and looking towards the door, the first thing he saw was Laura’s beautiful little face.
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Before Gwen's brain could understand this situation, Laura moved in as if floating. Then she realized that this guy was brought in by Kasim's collar.
In her other hand, she held a fat, meowing cat ball.
Kasim had an expressionless face, with the cat light in his left hand and Laura in his right, as if he was carrying two luggage. After entering, the cursed blade slowly walked in from the outside, saw Gwen who was cooking, and after thinking for a moment, he revealed an ambiguous expression.
smile and lock the door.
This smile gave Gwen a chill.
It was as if the three sisters were about to turn themselves around.
Gwen rubbed her face gently.
"What's wrong? Cassim."
If everything is exposed, there is no need to keep using pseudonyms to prophesy and cover up. An important reason for using pseudonyms is that Yuanli is really spiritual and uses his real name to do things. If he does something bad, he will be easily spotted. In fact
, there are a lot of things about Yuanli that are stingy. Yuanli is like Taylor Swift. You can do bad things, and she can also write songs for you. The same is true for Yuanli, if you do things, she will write them for you.
prophecy.
"I was spotted on the road."
Kasim couldn't help but smile bitterly. "Although my power is very good, if I am not prepared for the powerful detection power, it is quite easy to be discovered. As I was walking, I found that I was being followed, and I almost fought her.
stand up."
He raised his right hand. "This guy is pretty good at hiding."
Then he raised his left hand. "Fortunately, there is a cat lamp on top of her head, which shines brightly. Moreover, her appearance is impressive. She is a beauty that you will never forget once you see her."
"Thank you~" Laura whispered.
Gwen turned her attention to the curse blade.
"That cat lantern is her friend cat. She followed Laura. When I caught Laura, she thought I was an enemy. After removing the source of power, we finally solved the misunderstanding."
Curse Blade stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and yawned.
"This cat has a good relationship with me, and I thought she was abducted. Although technically no one can stop the cat from running away, but for safety reasons I still chased her. Now it seems that your mission is accomplished.
?Have you entered the period of enjoying life now?"
Hear enjoy life.
Cat Lantern's ears stood up, and Laura's eyes lit up.
"Yes, I'm cooking." Gwen puffed up her face.
"Excuse me~" Laura broke free from Kasim's hand, jumped to the sofa, and quickly took off her boots, revealing the soles of her feet wrapped in thick gray pantyhose. I wonder if it's because of the hot weather.
, giving people a steaming feeling - fortunately Laura has a physical problem, so there is no "strong" effect.
Kasim threw the cat lantern to her as well.
"Thank you for your hard work, please cook two more dishes." She said.
"Then you have to buy some food." Gwen thought about what to do.
Laura is a cat lamp who can eat anything... no, she is a Utopian, Curse Blade likes spicy food and traditional Utopian cuisine, and Kashim is a supporter of high-end Utopian cuisine and Fawanian country cuisine.
By.
Cooking for friends doesn't just involve serving them delicious Nice food regardless of their wishes.
But it’s always good to have more meat.
"Buy some sausages, bacon, and eggs if you have them. You can also bring back two bags of mushrooms and milk."
"Okay. Laura, come with me."
"Hey~ Why, I haven't started to rest yet." Laura kicked her feet and twisted her body in a childish way, which looked a bit like a raccoon cartoon action. At the same time, the cat lamp also twisted around, because it seemed to have no waist and neck.
It was like a big ball of hair moving.
Kasim was obviously used to giving orders.
Didn’t see Laura getting into trouble
He looked at the Cursed Blade and said, "Go to the kitchen and help Gwen."
"As you command." Cursed Blade reached out and picked Kasim's chin.
The sight of these two long-legged beauties flirting with each other is heart-wrenching.
"Meow!"
The neglected cat lamp begins to puff up.
Even with Kasim's talent, it is not easy to come up with a perfect solution for placing the cat lantern. "Cat lantern, go get some beer and some snacks."
"Meow!"
The cat lamp released its puffed state, floated slowly to the window, slammed into the synthetic glass, and then meowed with difficulty to lift the glass window with its tail and got out.
boom!
The glass window fell down and clamped the tail of the cat lantern hard.
A shrill sound of "meow ow ow ow" came from outside the window.
But there's no need to rush.
Cat Lantern’s tricks make this kind of thing quite common.
Gwen felt worried for the first time.
After that, I no longer have to worry about Cat Lantern injuring myself. Will such animals be injured? Or does it just look injured? Or is their roughness tolerance actually much greater than that of Utopians?
unknown.
Looking at the bacon sizzling in the pan, Gwen frowned and told herself that she still had to adapt to the Utopian bacon-making techniques. There was too much oil, almost all bacon was soft, and oil would come out as soon as it was fried in the pan.
At the same time, it is lacking in nutrients and is not a suitable food choice to replenish physical strength. But there is no way, this is not the time to choose ingredients, so I can only bite the bullet. The next moment, Gwen quickly shoveled and fished out the bacon from the oil and water.
Quickly pour away the fried oil.
"How can I help?" A voice came from behind, and the warmth of his breath hit the back of his neck. It actually made people feel itchy, causing Gwen to have inappropriate reverie.
If someone cuts off the head from behind, if the speed is fast enough, will it also feel itchy?
The inexplicable association made him very happy.
"Cut the tomato for me, your little finger is thin." As he spoke, he put the bacon back into the frying pan and smelled the aroma of the sizzling bacon.
"That's not possible," she replied. This answer seemed strange to Gwen. The Cursed Blade was not a rabbit or a cat that couldn't do anything.
"You can't do it?"
"No, it's because I don't understand the data." The voice from behind came closer.
One hand stopped Gwen's lower abdomen, and the other hand grabbed Gwen's left hand that was not holding anything, and gently raised it to the level of his eyes. Then, the cursed blade stretched out from his left shoulder with a feverish breath.
He raised his head and looked at Gwen's fingers with slightly cloudy but beautiful eyes. The middle finger and ring finger of Curse Blade's left hand came together and scratched his little finger.
"Enough?" Gwen lowered his head, Yan Tong looked at the pot, and his right hand dexterously manipulated another pot, which was frying a fragrant garlic sauce. People in Utopia are used to making their own garlic sauce. It was a custom for him to enter the country.
I feel like marrying a chicken, marrying a dog, and following the dog, I also learned how to make garlic sauce.
"That's enough," Spellblade replied.
Gwen felt the shadow covering her and the hand holding her waist leave at the same time. Then a long-legged woman with a strong figure and an attitude like an explosive hound walked up to her, with a very Western European style on her profile.
The three-dimensional features of her facial features. Suddenly, she turned her head and caught Gwen who was sizing her up. She was stunned and smiled like a female idol who was confident in her appearance. "Do you have an extra apron?"
People in Utopia generally do not wear aprons when cooking because of lack of resources.
But the birth of class means that some people can enjoy abundant productivity that is unavailable to a large number of people, such as the kitchen apron made of static spinning products that Gwen is now wearing.
Gwen pointed to the cabinet where she found the apron she was wearing.
"This is Kasim's house, or a safe house. You have to confirm for yourself whether there are any extra aprons."
In fact, there is, but I don't want her to be too proud.
Curseblade walked towards the cabinet without hesitation.
Gwen looked at the heat, took out the bacon, and was about to drain the oil and let it cool down. She also had a spatula in her hand.
As nimble as your fingers, you can easily roll the bacon into a flower shape.
This superb move was seen by Curse Blade, who was changing into the apron he had just turned out.
"Oh ho, this technique!" she said.
"It's a trivial skill that only comes with familiarity. It's just a technique that can be easily grasped."
I don't feel proud at all.
Gwen hummed the melody of "それが大事" and at the same time twisted her waist and abdomen left and right to perform the Pharaoh cat dance.
The amused spy lady stood nearby and placed tomatoes on the chopping board.
Slicing tomatoes is as skillful to Utopians as peeling potatoes is to non-indigenous Siberians.
"Even a rabbit can do this," she said.
"Even a rabbit," Gwen corrected.
An appetizer of bacon flowers with garlic sauce and thin slices of bread, and a rich mushroom appetizer cooked in cream.
The red cabbage soup with cut beets, spinach, radish and beef cubes is the undisputed first choice of Utopian food. Gwen, who comes from a country with a big culinary power, can’t help but be surprised by the exquisite and ever-changing cooking techniques of the Utopian people. It seems that even
In areas prone to wars, as long as the food supply is not stringent, there will be a lot of food research and development.
People who are good at food tend to look beyond narrow doctrines.
Only people who don't care about food and life will try to find the inferiority of other nations, countries, regions and even races in the comparison of food and food.
Pan-fried foie gras, large steaks and roast duck are the staple dishes.
Laura's power also took into account the communication function, allowing them to show the store's products to Gwen when they were shopping for groceries. In that little messy store, Gwen's attention was completely put aside for easy processing.
Fascinated by the animal organs, he let the two go into the animal organs and took out a large amount of Utopia foie gras.
Serious foie gras is not an irresistible delicacy. Figs and foie gras are not quite delicious. They can only be said to have their own characteristics.
What really makes foie gras famous is fat foie gras, which is cultured by force-feeding through special means. And Utopia's foie gras seems to be born with fat foie gras?
When Gwen saw that the size of those geese was about three times the size of Favania's Earth geese, she believed that these were naturally super-fat foie gras.
By the way, Utopia Goose's highest combat power is to beat up a ghoul in a single fight.
When Gwen asked the two of them to buy a large amount of foie gras that was almost a gift, both of them looked very unhappy.
Of course.
If you don't master the skills, the cooked foie gras will have a disgusting poultry smell, which is very nauseating. In Utopia, even the poor are not willing to eat it. At most, they will not be able to get other meat to supplement the nutrients the body needs. When cooking, mix it with mashed potatoes and cook it with butter.
Gwen is a master at this. She easily mastered the upper and lower limits of Utopia's ingredients. She used the most fragrant mushrooms in this world to make a mushroom sauce with butter, black peppercorns and fried beef gravy. It was easy to eliminate. I eliminated the poultry smell of Utopia foie gras. By the way, I also processed the cold duck meat I bought, and I was mentally prepared to use duck meat as the second staple food if the foie gras cannot be saved.
Various preparations were highly praised.
"I originally planned to leave the Fellowship during the battle to explore the truth about a piece of folk custom." Laura wiped the corners of her eyes, "But with such delicious food here, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave for a while!"
Next to her, Cat Deng was crazily stuffing food into his mouth with his cat tail.
The magical thing about cat lanterns is that no, they are magical everywhere. As long as they don't want to get dirty, the cat's tail will not get dirty. In most cases, oil stains are obviously the main thing they should be wary of.
Gwen felt the delicious food that melted in her mouth and sighed that her level had not dropped.
"You mean you want to have sex with me in the future?"
"It's to save money on public meals," she said.
"Haha? How much can you save on things like government-provided meals?"
The cursed blade knocked on the table and coughed lightly.
"Laura's public meal expenses once reached 1,000 military dollars." She leaned back with an embarrassed expression.
If Laura was a death row prisoner with three years of probation, then she was with two years of probation and received extrajudicial medical treatment approved by the same doctor's forensic evaluation. Apparently she had also done so.
Gwen looked at Laura with surprised eyes.
"..You will pay for the meal?"
"I'll pay for it," she said.
".I actually don't like cooking because I don't like washing dishes."
"I'll wash it." She puffed out her chest.
"..I still have cat lanterns to raise."
"I'll do it. This won't work!" She widened her eyes, clearly having a beautiful face but making everyone laugh.
"Oh! Is it really not possible?"
"No way!" Laura said firmly.
That's right, she escaped one section. If she really agreed, Gwen would consider using the cat Varro to trick her once, because this bitch would drag out "Mia" to show off from time to time. People in the circle Everyone knows that this is her forty-sixth "close friend". It can only be said that this kind of dog and donkey is unstoppable without Cat Varo's astonishing appetite. However, this dog and donkey is indeed like a cat lantern, with a sense of danger. Stronger than anyone else! Damn it!
After the meal, Laura went to wash the dishes, pretending that nothing happened, and Kasim was kicked into the kitchen by Gwen. You three sisters ate so happily! It’s up to you to wash the pot full of foie gras fat. Got it!
Gwen went to take a shower because he was the only boy here.
—In a sense, she is the only female here.
After taking a shower, the three of them took turns to take a shower, and everyone also watched the live broadcast of the baseball game. The program broadcast by the cat light could be received through the antenna that Laura got from somewhere.
Four people enthusiastically placed bets in support of one of the two teams.
Cassim played a big game, and with two hundred troops, he said that the fellow villagers united as a team to win. Gwen and Curse Blade followed her, each with thirty troops. The three of them wanted to kill a big family together, and everyone knew about Laura's wealth.
Laura is also happy to play one-on-three and bet on the opposite Red Wheat Lady team.
The battle was fierce. In the last leg, the Red Wheat Lady team had a lame brother because no one was available. Everyone felt that they were doomed to lose. Gwen was thinking about buying milk tea with thirty military dollars, and then the lame brother dragged on with his illness.
Legs, stomachache and low fever, he hit a bye home run. The military expenses of Gwen and his gang also said goodbye, becoming new funds in Laura's pocket.
