The Swordsman of Faerûn

Chapter 243 Molly Weeping

Put the meat into the pot, stir fry, add salt and seasonings, put the half-baked meat out of the pot again; add water to the stew pot, boil, then add seasonings and salt, and finally pour the fried beef into the pot Bring to a simmer.

Little Molly opened her eyes wide and watched William carry out the stewing procedure step by step, for fear of missing any tiny link.It is not easy to learn a craft in Faerun. Just look at Silvermoon City and you will know that Alastriol has specially set up a series of hunters, fishermen, forest rangers, animal husbandry, etc. for ordinary people for her people. The craft of life imparted lessons that earned her acclaim and fame beyond imagination.In this world, although martial arts and magic are precious, they can only be awe-inspiring at most. Your students may praise you (or curse you because you are not good at teaching), but your enemies will never praise you ; but those who teach life skills win the praise of all, which is why some people in Faerun will speak ill of Elminster, but absolutely no one will speak ill of Alustriel (including her enemies).

William took out a small piece of half-burned firewood from the firepit, rinsed it with clean water, then held it out in front of little Molly, pretending to be mysterious: "Little Molly! Look carefully, this is stewed well. The biggest mystery of a pot of meat." William lifted the lid of the pot and threw half of the firewood into it, then blinked at little Molly.

Little Mollie had a tense little face, waiting for William to use the so-called "biggest secret of the stew", but she didn't see William move after waiting for a long time, she just smiled at herself.Little Molly blinked and blinked, and William also blinked with a smile.Little Molly couldn't bear the wait anymore, so she carefully asked in a low voice: "Mr. William Williams, why don't you use 'The Greatest Mystery'?"

William winked and spread his hands pretending to be innocent: "Ah? I've already used it. Didn't you notice?"

Little Molly opened her eyes wide, and said innocently and surprised: "No! Molly has always seen clearly that Mr. William didn't use the 'greatest mystery'."

William suppressed his smile and pretended to be displeased: "Impossible! I used it just now, but you didn't notice it. You must have fallen asleep secretly just now."

Little Molly became a little anxious immediately, she blushed and said with a small face: "Molly didn't sleep secretly, Molly kept watching with her eyes wide open, at most she blinked a few times. If you don't believe me, look, Molly's eyes are Aren't they always open?" The little guy scratched his eyelids seriously to prove that his eyes were really wide open.

Seeing that the fire was almost ready, William decided not to tease the poor little girl anymore. He rubbed little Molly's hair with a smile, and said, "Well, I believe little Molly has been watching with her eyes wide open, but I have indeed done this 'biggest stew mystery'. Hehe, wait a moment and try my stew, this is the first pot of stew I made in Xikangbu!"

Little Molly scratched her hair, and whispered sadly: "But Molly didn't see it, isn't Molly too stupid?"

William opened the lid of the pot, and a strong smell of stewed meat gushed out immediately. He scooped up a little broth with a wooden spoon, cooled it carefully, knelt down and approached the annoyed little girl with a smile: " Since you can't figure it out, don't think about it yet. Come! Try the broth I made, whether it tastes good or not."

Attracted by the aroma of the broth, the little guy immediately forgot all his troubles and stared at the wooden spoon expectantly.When William brought the wooden spoon to her, she immediately moved her small mouth to her, took a sip, and immediately smiled.

The broth is really delicious, the aroma alone is a hundred times more delicious than that made by Mr. Cobbs. Little Molly really couldn't bear to drink the broth from the wooden spoon, but she couldn't bear the taste of the soup. Temptation, I want to take a second sip after taking a sip, but I drink up the broth in the wooden spoon after a few strokes.Little Molly smacked her mouth, looking at the empty wooden spoon with an unsatisfactory expression on her face.

At this moment, there was a sound at the kitchen door, and William smiled slightly: "Misha, Miluna, don't hide, come out quickly. I saw you!"

As soon as the words fell, Meluna appeared at the door with a smile, and then Misha'er also ran in, and said with a small face: "Brother is lying, so I didn't see us! Meluna is so easy to deceive Oh, I want to eat meat and drink fragrant broth." Miluna also echoed "Yi Yi Ya Ya".

William smiled and said, "Okay! Sit over there, and little Mollie will go too." There was a small long table in the kitchen, where some utensils were originally placed, and there were a few small wooden blocks beside it. Miluna rushed to the table and sat down. Little Molly glanced at William, and followed the two girls to sit at the table.

William found three fairly clean porcelain bowls, filled each bowl with half a bowl of broth, and then put two chunks of beef the size of a thumb, and then gave the porcelain bowls to the three little guys.William took another loaf of fine toast and cut it into thin slices with a knife. He stacked the bread slices in small stacks and placed them in front of the three of them.

The stew made by William is really fragrant, delicious and delicious. Little Mollie thinks it is the best delicacy she has ever eaten in her life. She drank the soup in the porcelain bowl and ate the veal in the bowl. She felt very happy and happy, but there was a feeling in her heart that she wanted to cry.It's not a "feeling of wanting to cry", but real tears, the tears fascinate Molly's eyes, the more she eats, the more the tears flow, Molly can't even feel the soup in the bowl Only the memory of the tears is imprinted in the bottom of my heart.

Little Molly has shed tears for fear, for loneliness, for hunger, for cold, and for being bullied since she was sensible. This is the first time she shed tears for joy. It's not just happiness, there are other factors, but little Molly can't tell.

A big warm hand brushed across her cheek, gently wiping away the tears from little Molly's face, but then more tears fell down.A warm voice said with a smile: "Don't cry, the broth won't taste good if you cry any more!"
Little Molly buried her little face in the porcelain bowl, which was already empty.Then William filled the porcelain bowl with broth and added three or four more pieces of beef. Little Molly continued to drink the soup while crying. The soup was really delicious, and little Molly remembered it until many years later. After that, she still remembered it very clearly, but when someone asked her what the broth tasted like, she couldn't remember it.

(End of this chapter)