Chapter 503: All delicacies are nostalgia (10,000 rewards plus update 4)
After Grete and Serira, Aurora, Linn, Master Norwood, and several apprentices came up to pour a glass. From the formal mages to the apprentices, everyone was full of praise for the sweet smell.
Even Lin En, 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 cat meowed 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, staring at him with shining golden eyes.
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 you have a mouthful of milk from me, you will have a mouthful of milk from you; if you have a piece of bread from me, you will also have a piece of bread from you!
Are you asking for food from others?!
"Mr. Trocca! Put it down!"
After Gretel finished drinking a glass of cocoa milk, he turned around and saw the black cat squatting there licking the cocoa milk. His hair stood up for a moment. He put the cup down casually, ignoring the glass that was spinning and jumping on the table.
He got up and rushed over:
"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 cm 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.
Grete turned around, and ran away. One person and one cat ran around the big table in the restaurant twice. Grete finally managed to block the black cat in the corner. He squatted down, stretched his hands forward, and pinched the cat with all his strength.
Black cat’s neck:
"Spit it out! Spit it out! Cats can't eat chocolate!"
"Meow"
There was a much louder cat meow. It was low, majestic, almost like a roar. Gretel's vision went dark, and he was thrown to the ground by the black cat. It grew many times bigger, and 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. Trocca! 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 trampled to the ground by it and could not move. The sweet and wet 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 full of colorful things:
"Ouch! Mr. Trocca! You licked my face full of milk!"
Cocoa, and cocoa-related foods, have received unanimous praise from everyone. However, is it specific about how to make it...
Grete spread his hands:
"Otherwise, I will write down the method of processing cocoa beans, and Oro, will you ask your cook to try it? I really don't know how to..."
Well, it is said that different types of cocoa beans, with different roasting times and roasting temperatures, will have different flavors. Some are slightly sour, some are more bitter, some have a clear burnt aroma, and some are said to have a nutty aroma.
Or a special floral scent...
I'm sorry that Gretel 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 it, I guess there must be some?
However, if you ask Grete to try all these types, processing techniques and formulas, he will only shake his head very fast. Kill him, he would rather do anatomy experiments for 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 you really make something good, I can even take it to the teacher as a tribute...
Cerela followed him step by step. Her eyes moved from the tip of Gretel's pen, to the thick stack of recipes, and then to Aurora's hands. She blinked and showed a flattering smile to the blond young mage.
Well, here in Grete, we have the most fresh ideas and the most fun, and you’ll never get tired of playing. But if you want to eat delicious food, in addition to going to the steakhouses one after another, the best way is to please Aurora’s cook.
The right path!
"By the way, after Aunt Oluo makes the things, remember to make a copy of the list and give it to SS! That way we will have something to eat every day!"
Alas, although touching SS can control invisible servants and make a bunch of common dishes and common snacks, firstly, it lacks research and development capabilities, and secondly, the things it makes are too standardized. If you want to eat delicious and fresh food, you can't.
If you do more work, you still have to rely on manual labor.
However, it was rare that Grete was interested, or more importantly, it was rare that Grete, the experimental maniac and medical maniac, crawled out of his hospital. A group of people were so lively that they simply held a small dinner:
There is no need to touch the SS to control the invisible servants to serve meals, and there is no need to go out to restaurants. Several magicians and apprentices rolled up their sleeves and each contributed a dish:
Cerela caught a fat sea fish that was about half the height of a person. She breathed out a breath and froze on the spot. She pulled out the elf scimitar, chopped off the head, cut off the tail, tore off the fish skin, and cut out the fattest and large pieces of fish meat. Then
, swords are flying
Pieces of dark red fish meat with even fat lines inside were neatly arranged in a row. Miss Yinlong wiped the fish meat on the porcelain plate casually, thought about it, grabbed a lemon at random, cut it in half, and put it in
The edge of the porcelain plate moved.
What?
The fish is still as frozen as ice?
Let it go, anyway, when other people's dishes are ready, they should be able to eat after they are thawed!
Old God Lin En was sitting on the edge, motionless. In the kitchen, the golden skull was kneading dough, adding butter, 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 contributes, does it matter?
Aurora squatted beside him pitifully and looked at him. Unlike Linn who was fighting in the north and south and taking risks everywhere, Aurora was pampered and never fed herself. Linn looked at him for a long time and couldn't help laughing.
Instruct him compassionately:
"Go and cut some meat...any kind of 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 if you want to change it up a bit,
As a trick, just skewer some vegetables between the meat..."
Aurora rushed to work with a command and a movement. Soon, he let out a scream:
"Where are the mushrooms! Why are there no mushrooms! My favorite mushrooms"
"The mushrooms are here~"
Miss Annevia shouted back with a smile. She rummaged through the kitchen and found a bunch of various mushrooms and green leafy vegetables. White mushrooms with stalks, round-headed straw mushrooms, and dark-colored umbrellas
bacteria……
As a favored person by the God of Nature, the young female priest was very confident in her ability to identify mushrooms. She hummed softly and happily sliced, diced, shredded and stir-fried the mushrooms with olive oil.
Add salt, add black pepper, add butter~
Wash and blanch the green leafy vegetables; cook the peas; cut the cheese into shreds. Cut the bread into square, one centimeter square pieces, bake in the oven until hard and crispy, then pour in the mushrooms, green leafy vegetables, peas and cheese.
In a large bowl, mix well:
Forest mushroom salad, ready to go!
Of course, it is impossible to expect these dishes to feed everyone. If you want to increase the quantity, it depends on Bernard's ability:
The barbarian waved two kitchen knives, "Cang Bang" chopped two chickens, a lot of beef, a lot of pork, and poured them all into the pot;
Pour into a small half pot of potatoes, radishes, onions, sauerkraut, basil leaves, bay leaves, whatever you have 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 it down like a ton and a half of the bottle.
Cover the pot and simmer over low heat. Hunter stew, let’s go!
The strange fragrance wafted out soon.
Everyone was chatting and laughing, while cooking, watching other people's craftsmanship, looking for opportunities to steal food. Of course, the most eyes were 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 surprises will he bring to everyone at this party?
Grete stared at the vegetable basket in a daze. When it came to making a specialty dish, the first thing he thought of was lotus root and pork ribs soup. Every winter, every household would bring out a big pot of it hot:
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 lick it with the tip of your tongue;
The ribs, which are half a finger long, are put down without any expense, and the meaty aroma 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 bean curds. Even if he could, there are no soybeans here.
Hot dry noodles? Sorry, he doesn’t know how to knead or roll the noodles, so he can’t make suitable noodles;
Soup dumplings? The reason is the same as above. He doesn’t know how to make the dough. If the dough is not made well, the steamed soup dumplings may become ugly.
So what are you going to do? It's not impossible to fool around with it casually, but once the lingering taste is evoked, it will always linger on the tip of your tongue...
"Grete, what's wrong with you?" At some point, Cerela had already squatted 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? If not, it doesn't matter. 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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3000 words!
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After eating, drinking and having fun, we will continue to practice medicine tomorrow!
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