How to become a mermaid

Chapter 114 Philosopher Poch

after dinner.

The top cabin, inside Moni's room.

Now the layout here is a little different from usual. In order to teach Shamanlell to breathe fire, Monet tidied up the room.

He moved his bed and cabinet to the corner, leaving a large space, and placed a table in the middle.

There is a row of eggs on the table, about ten or so, they are arranged in order from small to large, the smallest is no more than the size of a glass bead, and the largest is about the size of Shaman Lyle's palm.

Judging from the spots and colors on the eggshells, they should come from different birds, or oviparous species.

"What are these eggs for? Are you going to bake eggs together today?" Seeing that Moni had prepared so many eggs, Pochi asked curiously.

In addition to Samantel and Moni, Pochi is also present now.

Although he can't breathe fire, he likes to watch the excitement.

As soon as he heard that Moni was going to teach Samantel to breathe fire, Pochi became interested and wanted to see what he wanted to say.

Moni had no objection to this, and Shaman Lair agreed after a little hesitation, so there is now a picture of two fishes gathering together.

"These are today's teaching tools," Money said with a laugh.

"In other words, do you really want to bake eggs?" Hearing Moni's answer, Pochi immediately noticed the element.

Money rubbed his chin and pondered for a moment, then said, "That's right."

"These eggs are of different sizes, and the heat required to cook them is also different. When Shaman Lair can cook each egg just right without burning it, he has almost the same control over his own flame. gone."

"If the teaching goes well, you can even do a little advanced training, for example, only bake the egg whites, not the egg yolks, and perfectly control the heat."

"Actually, I really like this kind of egg that will runny in the middle. It tastes so special."

Having said that, Money smacked his lips, as if he was meditating on something.

Shamanlael had been listening to the conversation between Pochi and Moni, and when he heard Moni say that he wanted to bake a runny egg, he asked curiously, "Then can you do it?"

"Of course!" Money nodded confidently.

He stretched out his fingers and skimmed over the row of eggs on the table, finally picked up the largest egg, held it in the palm of his hand, and said:

"This is the egg of [Rock Turtle]. The shell of this turtle is very strong. Even the eggshell is harder than ordinary turtle eggs. Even if it is knocked on a rock, it will not break, and it is more durable The high temperature is especially suitable for making runny eggs."

"You shouldn't be able to bake this egg today, so I'll demonstrate it first."

After saying this, Money opened his mouth.

I saw a cluster of red sparks emanating from the depths of his throat, and then became bigger and stronger.

"Huh~~" A group of flames as thick as an adult's arm spewed out of Moni's mouth, and sprayed on the rock turtle's egg.

This flame was not as fierce as Moni's usual battle, but a little gentle, like the flames flickering on a lit bonfire.

As soon as it touched the eggshell, the trajectory of the flame changed.

Under Moni's control, the crimson flame was evenly sprayed on the surface of the eggshell, tightly wrapping the turtle egg like a red coat.

While spraying fire, Mooney slowly turned the turtle egg with his hands. After he turned it around three times, Shamanleer faintly smelled a scent of eggs.

"It smells so good~" Pochi sighed when he also smelled the smell.

At this moment, Mooney reduced the fire, and slowly roasted the turtle egg over a low fire.

After about four or five seconds, he closed his mouth and stopped the fire show.

"Okay?" Samantel asked.

"We need to wait another ten seconds so that it can be heated evenly." Money shook his head with a smile.

"One, two, three..." Hearing that there would be ten seconds to wait, Pochi happily started counting down from the side.

"...seven, eight, nine, ten!"

As the last number came down, Pochi said impatiently to Moni: "Moni, Moni, open it and see! Let me see if your egg has flowed!"

"Ok~"

Mooney flicked the eggshell twice with his hand to open a gap.

A few eggshells fell off, revealing the white, tender and steaming white inside.

"The egg white has solidified!" Boqi exclaimed, and then urged: "What about the egg yolk, what about the egg yolk!"

"Don't worry, you'll see it right away." Money replied casually.

He poked back and forth on the turtle egg with skillful techniques, and within a few seconds, a complete egg white was peeled off.

"Open it!" Pochi urged again.

In the expectant eyes of him and Samantel, Mooney pinched the two ends of the egg white with his hands, and slowly and forcefully separated the egg.

As the protein cracked, a trace of golden egg liquid overflowed and slowly flowed down between Mo Ni's fingers.

"Papa papa!" Seeing this scene, Pochi clapped his hands enthusiastically, and praised loudly: "It's really heartbroken! You are so amazing, Moni!"

Pochi's compliment was very useful to Moni, he bent down to thank him, and replied briskly: "Thank you~"

After finishing speaking, he held the egg up in front of Boqi and Shamanleir, and asked, "Do you want to eat the sea turtle eggs baked with dragon's breath?"

"Eat!" Pochi nodded firmly.

He took the egg from Moni's hand, stuffed half of it into Shamanleir's hand, and said expectantly: "Son, give it a try, this is your brother Moni's egg!"

Hearing this sentence, the corners of Shamanleir and Moni's mouths twitched at the same time.

Money coughed lightly, and said in a low voice: "It's my baked eggs, not my eggs!"

Pochi didn't care if it was Moni's egg or not, he put it in his mouth and ate it.

As soon as he took a bite, Boqi's eyes lit up, he gave Moni a thumbs up, and praised: "Very fragrant! Very tender! Delicious!"

Seeing that Pochi ate, Shamanlael also took a tentative bite.

Once in the mouth, it feels tender.

The egg whites are cooked just right, and the taste is much more tender than tender tofu, and it crumbles when you sip it in your mouth. Although the egg yolk is runny, it is not the jerky taste, but the slightly thick, Will be condensed uncondensed state.

I don't know if it's because the egg is baked with dragon's breath, or because it's very fragrant. Shamanlell even tasted a nutty aroma in the egg yolk, a bit like the roasted chestnuts he ate in his previous life. There is also a hint of walnut.

In short, it is a very unique taste.

Seeing such a taste surprised Samantel, he narrowed his eyes in enjoyment, and ate one bite after another.

Seeing that Pochi and Shamanleir were having a good time eating, Moni's heart almost overflowed with satisfaction.

He watched with relish the two mermaids eating his... no, eating his baked eggs, he was happier than eating them himself.

"Let me just say, this kind of runny egg is the best!" Mooney said with a smile.

However, he saw that Pochi stopped suddenly when he was halfway through eating.

"What's wrong? Isn't it delicious?" Moni asked with some doubts.

Boqi shook his head, grabbed Moni's hand, stuffed the remaining half of the roasted turtle eggs into Moni's hand, and said in an irresistible tone: "You eat too!"

"I..." Seeing the remaining half of the roasted tortoise egg with teeth marks in his hand, Mo Ni didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a while.

"Eat!" Pochi urged.

"I could bake another..." Mooney whispered.

"No, there are no two identical eggs in this world. If you bake another egg, it won't taste like this!" Pochi shook his head and said a philosophical sentence.

He just wants to share the delicacy of the moment with his big brother, every egg is unique, if you don't eat it now, you will miss it forever.

Seeing Pochi's resolute attitude, Moni pursed his lips tightly and smiled unconsciously.

So this is... the feeling of fatherly love?
(End of this chapter)