my age of magic

Chapter 859 360. Orders in the Class
At the summer festival, the "Random Teleportation Scroll" from Starry Sky Academy, the fire magic trap "flame" from Class [-] of the third grade fire department, and the "primary power suit" from the Inscription Society undoubtedly became the most popular three. Big magic design.

However, the roasted chocobo thighs in our class were undoubtedly very popular among the magic students at the summer festival and were a great success.

It took only one morning to sell out all the grilled chocobo thighs. It is something we never expected to have such a high popularity. If we knew this, we should have prepared more Chocobo leg meat.

These roasted chocobo legs prepared by the class are our blessings to the graduates, but now the chocobo legs are sold out early, and the seniors who still want to get blessings stand on the side of the aisle and watch , It made the girls in the class want to sell those mutton skewers.

But this idea was firmly resisted by the boys in the class.

It was approaching noon, and after a busy morning, everyone was already a little hungry. Seeing that the grilled chocobo leg meat is so popular, I wanted to try it.

It's a pity that customers who bought roasted chocobo legs kept coming in an endless stream. Everyone hadn't been able to taste those delicacies. Looking at the empty food plate now, it's a bit regretful.

If the meat skewers are also sold, what will everyone have for lunch?You can't let everyone give up enjoying the delicacies they cook and go to the big cafeteria to eat set meals.

Joe and Noah couldn't wait to hang up the sign that the sale was discontinued, and even moved the oven placed on the side of the aisle to the backstage, but there were still students who came to taste the grilled chocobo legs Some people came to the side of the booth and asked if they could make a grilled chocobo leg.

The girls in the class could only take the trouble to stand up and explain: "The grilled chocobo leg meat is only prepared for 150 servings, and it is sold out now. I'm sorry, please go to another booth to have a look."

But the crowd around the booth still refused to leave with the vouchers in their hands. Some seniors even pointed to the sizzling mutton skewers on the barbecue grill and said loudly: " If there is no grilled chocobo thigh, let us try those grilled devil antelope kebabs, will we still rely on your vouchers?"

"Those skewers are prepared for ourselves and will not be sold at the summer festival." The girl blushed and explained to a senior who was waiting outside.

That argument didn't convince those outside the exhibit to leave entirely.

At this time, a middle-aged nobleman came out of the crowd. He had the noble medal of "Second Marquis" on his chest, was wearing a luxurious dress, and had a beautiful magic long sword on his waist, with a curious expression on his face. Ask Erin: "Is this magic oven designed by someone in your class?"

It seems that he should be a small lord with a team of constructed knights in his hands, maybe he can also have an army of light cavalry and heavy armored infantry, maybe he is a lord of a small plane, in the imperial capital, such a small lord Lords of property are not unusual.

"...Um, that's right!" Irene stood in front of the long table, probably because she had already answered countless questions about grilled chocobo legs and grilled devil antelope skewers, and suddenly heard someone ask about that. Only the oven, didn't react for a while, hesitated for a while, his face flushed slightly inexplicably.

The middle-aged nobleman had an intriguing smile on his face, and said kindly to Irene: "It looks very good, I want to meet the designer."

Irene looked shy, not daring to meet the nobleman's eyes.

Turned around and ran to the back kitchen, shouting loudly: "Noah, Joe, someone wants to see you!"

Many boys and girls in the class are gathered around the oven, watching the tempting aroma of the magic antelope meat skewered by willow branches, and watching me squeeze out a little bit of precious seasoning from small bottles and jars, Sprinkle evenly on the mutton skewers, and the fire will burn those seasonings, bursting out a strange fragrance.

At this time, Noah said without looking up: "Let him wait a while, we'll come right after we finish eating the meat skewers!"

"Hey, it's rare that someone appreciates not the barbecue, but the magic oven we designed. It seems that he is really a knowledgeable person. Let me talk to him!" Joe was not afraid of being hot, holding a few mutton skewers, He blew violently, not afraid of the heat, and directly pulled the mutton off the willow branch and swallowed it into his stomach.

At this time, Joe was not so particular, wiped his mouth with his hands, and told me: "Don't eat up all the meat skewers in one go while I'm not here, Jijia, you must leave me a few more. root!"

"It doesn't matter if you eat it all. If you want to eat it, we can make it anytime. Devil antelope meat is not a rare thing in the imperial capital. We can hold small parties when we have time, eat meat skewers, drink some wine and so on." Noah Holding a handful of meat skewers in his hand, he said with a smile.

"This proposal is very good, don't forget to invite me then!" Someone among the boys immediately responded to Noah's proposal.

Unexpectedly, not long after Joe talked with the middle-aged nobleman, people began to gather in front of the booth and asked about the magic oven. This made the students in the class very excited. Unexpectedly, the summer festival In the classroom, there are actually people who appreciate the magic items that everyone put in a lot of effort to make. This is undoubtedly a kind of affirmation to everyone in our class.

Later, people expressed interest in our oven one after another. I suspect that they were attracted by the smell of meat skewers.

Some nobles even asked on the spot: Can we entrust us to customize this type of oven, and hope that we can briefly introduce the method of use and the simple food suitable for cooking.

Seeing that Joe was surrounded by a group of nobles, he was a little overwhelmed, so Noah leaned over to help Joe and said: "Of course, this kind of oven is not only suitable for roasting meat, but also for baking bread and wheat. Pancakes, grilled fish, baked potatoes, etc., are all delicious!"

Noah completely copied what I said last night. At that time, I didn’t expect Noah and the boys in the class to build a magic barbecue stove without saying a word, which aroused many things in my deep memory. It made me feel quite touched for a while, so I introduced to him the various benefits of this oven.

In order to prove what he said is true, the food baked by this magic oven is very delicious, Joe personally brought a plate of meat skewers to the front, and let the nobles taste it. One root.

It's just such a meat skewer, but it makes these noble lords who are used to living a life of rich clothes and fine food feel a little bit unsatisfied. It's just that these noble lords all hold their own identities, and some of them are too embarrassed to ask and want to taste the roast Chuaner.

Originally, Joe wanted to bring some more skewers to entertain these nobles, but seeing that the grilled skewers had been divided up by the students surrounding the oven, he had no choice but to give up, and turned around to deal with those who were about to sign the magic spell with Noah. Contracted nobility.

I heard Noah yelling: The contract scrolls I carried on my body are used up, whoever has a contract scroll on their body quickly take it out!

The contract scroll is the easiest thing to make. Every magician will carry some with him. How can our group of magicians lack this thing? Someone immediately took out a whole bundle and handed it to Noah.

At this time, there was a movement in the crowd outside the booth. The magic students crowded around the booth stepped aside one after another. A group of big figures came to the front of our class exhibition area. I saw Master Freeman, the teaching director, carefully accompanying the two Beside the old magician, he whispered softly to the two white-haired old magicians wearing Abaddon's magic robes. One of them was the vice president of the magic academy, and the other old magician I can't identify myself.

Scholars Xiao En and Abel Scholars were also mixed in the crowd. Qige was wearing a Calmian magic robe, and even followed behind the crowd expressionlessly. He guessed that this might be a high-level official from the Royal Academy of Magic, maybe that person One of the old magicians was the dean who didn't even attend the opening ceremony.

Qige followed at the end of this group of magicians, her charming face had already shown a trace of impatience, and her reluctance was clearly written on her face. She stared at me through the crowd and saw me standing In front of the oven, there was a slight smile on the rosy lips, and that kind of charming and charming beauty made my heart beat.

A group of magic students from the academy also followed at the back of the crowd. Among these people, I only know Ivan and those members of the Inscription Society. I saw them together more than once on the second floor of the library before. Study the inscription blueprints for those primary power suits.

The faces of the rest of the magic students were very strange to me.

Seeing three magic students wearing the same magic badge on their chests. The pattern on the badge is a dark blue starry sky. I vaguely remembered that they once built a temporary teleportation magic circle with the teachers of the magic academy. The teleportation trip from the Royal Academy of Magic to the Mansion of the Grand Duke of Samoyed in Durva Province was undoubtedly a success.

As for the rest of the seniors in the crowd, I think they are probably also the outstanding magic designers at this summer festival.

The vice president and the old magician stood in front of our class booth and looked at each other, but they didn't see any special magic design on the booth, so they looked at the dean Freeman with a questioning expression on their faces.

So the old magician asked curiously: "Who can tell what is here? There are so many people gathered here."

His voice was very loud, and every time he uttered a character, the magical elements in the air seemed to vibrate with his rhythm.

Dean Freeman was also at a loss. At this time, a young magic assistant beside him quickly took out a sheepskin handbook, flipped through the catalog a few times, and then whispered a few words in Dean Freeman's ear: "Freeman Master Man, the exhibition area here belongs to the area of ​​the second class of the first-year fire department, and it is noted on the catalog that their class is displaying a magic oven."

The teaching assistant explained again in a low voice: "Master Freeman, the students in the second class of the fire department have prepared a hearty grilled chocobo leg meat, and brought it to the summer festival for the seniors in the senior class to taste, probably I didn't expect those roasted chocobo legs to be very popular. I didn't prepare enough before, but they were sold out in the morning. The people who gathered here are all here for the summer festival. Someone who eats some roasted chocobo legs."

Freeman didn't expect such a thing at all, and asked the students around him with a sneer: "Did you come here because of the delicious food? When did the magicians in the Royal Academy of Magic love food more than magic?" ? Where is your obsession with magic? Where is your faith?"

As the dean of the Royal Academy of Magic, Freeman's stern face is still very majestic. Standing in front of our class booth, he said very sadly.

When the magic students heard the dean's series of questions, some magic students lowered their heads in shame, some magic students standing behind the crowd wanted to walk away quietly, and some wanted to stand up and defend themselves A few words, such as just passing by, being too crowded by the crowd and so on.

But there are also some students who have no fear because of the dissatisfaction on the face of the teaching director Freeman.Everyone explained in one go: Everyone just became interested in the magic oven designed by the second class of the fire department in the first grade, and thought that this magic oven was a must-have item for travel.

Noah stood aside and said in a low voice: "We are also displaying magical design works. As for these delicious foods, they are just to prove how successful this magical work is."

Freeman gave Noah a hard look, but didn't say anything harsh.

The old magician slowly walked into the exhibition area of ​​our class, and the deputy principal followed behind deliberately at this time.

He looked down at the grill in front of him that kept blazing flames from under the iron net. There was a row of golden meat skewers on it, which made people salivate, and a happy smile appeared on his wrinkled face.

The old magician just stretched out his hand to pick up a meat skewer, put it in front of his nose and smelled it carefully, and said with some reminiscence: "The taste is very unique, these spices remind me of the meat on the Pai Plateau. north wind."

Then he set his gaze on the magic oven again, and under his gaze, the flickering flames weakened little by little, and finally lay dormant on the red copper magic rune board.

After the flame subsided, the structure inside the iron trough was suddenly revealed. The inside was very simple. There were two red copper magic rune plates placed side by side in the iron trough.

"It's actually an inscription technique written on a red copper rune board. These simple lines are really smooth!" He said to the vice president with a sigh, "It's not simple, it's really not simple!"

"The lines are really concise!" The vice president also expressed emotion, and then his expression became concentrated again, and he said to the old magician, "Could it be that these are universal magic patterns?"

(End of this chapter)