King Ember's Journey to Tevat

Chapter 396 Real cooking skills

The closer we get to the Hai Lantern Festival, the faster time passes. This is especially true on the day of Hai Lantern Festival.

But it's obvious that the people in Liyue don't care about this. It is always better to let time pass in happiness than to live in boredom and depression.

Darkness fell silently between heaven and earth, but when the black curtain extended to the port city, it stopped its march forward.

Because the lights in the city are enough to dispel all the incoming darkness.

The bustling crowds on the street also noticed the arrival of darkness. They all looked up excitedly, and what caught everyone's eyes was a round bright moon.

The first full moon night of the new year also means the arrival of the Hai Lantern Festival.

"Happy New Year, wonderful New Year, croaking New Year!"

In the private room of Xinyuexuan, the Purity Hall is holding its annual poetry recital meeting again.

Of course, generally speaking, this is the stage for Hall Master Hu alone, and the other people in the Rebirth Hall will only echo the Hall Master below.

"What a poem, what a poem!"

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

"The hall master seems not to have grown taller this year."

……

Every sound of praise is always mixed with other sounds that have nothing to do with "poetry", but no one cares about it.

The night of the Hai Lantern Festival is mainly for fun.

"It's a new year. I guess this is one of the few New Years that I can always remember."

Zhong Li looked at the employees of the Hall of Life who were messing around with Hu Tao in the distance and said with emotion.

He has experienced the Lantern Festival thousands of times at least, and few have left such a deep impression on him as this one.

This year, so much has happened.

"Is this the Hai Lantern Festival?" Ruo Tuo sat next to Zhong Li. He turned to look at the lively crowd outside the window. Dots of light swayed on the transparent glass, making people feel relaxed and lazy.

From time to time, vague explosions sounded outside, reminding the relaxed people, and seemed to tempt them to join this carnival feast.

Peace and excitement exist so harmoniously in the same day.

"This is the Sea Lantern Festival." Zhong Li took a sip of tea, but he didn't taste anything because his mind was also attracted by the scenery outside.

……

On the night of the Hai Lantern Festival, many people are enjoying the moment of reunion at their homes, but more people will go out to witness the most prosperous moment of the year in Liyue.

"This! This! I want this!"

"You haven't finished chewing the rice cake in your mouth~"

"This! I want this Xiaolan too!"

"With so many lanterns, aren't you afraid that you will be taken away?"

In the bustling streets, two figures, one silver and one gold, were walking back and forth.

Ying carried large and small bags and chased Paimon who was flying around. However, as soon as she walked to one place, Paimon would be attracted by the next novel thing.

This is not Paimon's fault, because Liyue during the Hai Lantern Festival is enough to attract anyone.

Liyue is brightly lit during the Hai Lantern Festival. Every street is hung with red lanterns, emitting a warm light. Even the chill of late winter is dispelled by the flames of the lanterns.

People in Liyue wore costumes that were completely different from those in the past. They were walking on the streets in an endless stream, with laughter and blessings coming and going. It's as if I want to show off my best form of the year.

The streets are lined with food stalls, and the tempting fragrance wafts from them. The delicacies such as candied haws, fried rice cakes, roasted sweet potatoes, etc. are all mouth-watering.

The sound of gongs, drums and firecrackers could be heard in the distance, making it very lively. The children waved various styles of lanterns in their hands and played with singing and dancing.

They shuttled among the crowd, looking exactly like Pamon, but one was in the sky and the other was underground.

The entire Liyue was filled with an atmosphere of joy and celebration, and everyone was immersed in the joy of happiness and reunion.

Ying carrying big and small bags is strange, and Paimon dancing excitedly is also strange, but in the Sea of ​​Lantern Festival, they are just one of countless ordinary people.

Looking at the scene in front of her, she felt excited, but there was an inexplicable feeling of sadness in her heart.

How great would it be if my brother Sora was here too? Ying couldn't help but think like this in her heart. "Hey! Ying, what are you doing? Come here quickly!" Pamon couldn't help but shouted loudly when he saw Ying froze in place.

Paimon's shout brought Ying back from her sadness. The heat wave caused by the abortion hit her face, dispelling all the sadness in her heart.

"Here we come!" Holding the big and small bags in her hands, Ying waved to Paimon, and then immediately ran over.

Now that we know that Sora still exists in this world, there is nothing to worry about.

After all, if we really want to talk about strength, she is stronger than Kong, but now her strength is lost.

When the strength is restored, he will bring Sora back.

……

"Gulu! Guru!"

In the courtyard with a strange purple light shining at the door, Yi Yan and Mengt were sitting looking at each other.

A bonfire was set up between the two of them. Above the hot pot is a slightly swaying iron pot.

The soup in the iron pot was boiling, and the milky-brown thick soup was surging, with bubbles popping up from time to time.

The bubbles burst and the aroma contained within them spreads. It makes people feel like their index fingers are moving.

"Come on, come on, I think it's ready." He took a wooden bowl from the wooden table next to him and filled it up with embers.

"Try it. I haven't done it for a long time. It may taste weird and a little strange, but it shouldn't be much different."

Ember carefully handed the soup in his hand to Mengt.

Taking the wooden bowl which was a little too small for him, Menggert stared at the thick soup in the bowl and swallowed involuntarily.

The soup looks normal, milky brown. It exudes an alluring aroma, as if telling people about its delicious taste.

Looking closely, this bowl of thick soup looks like an oil painting, with its natural milky brown color exuding an alluring luster. On the surface, a layer of golden oil slick shimmered with an inexplicable luster, reflecting Mengt's tangled face.

Even though the soup looked like that, Menggert was still very aware of Ember's cooking skills.

He didn't know if he could bear it.

Feeling the gaze from Ember, Menggert no longer hesitated. He gritted his teeth and drank.

If the king wants the minister to die, the minister has to die.

But to Meng Ge's surprise, the expected horror that could directly destroy his taste buds did not come, and was replaced by an overflowing aroma.

The deliciousness of the stewed meat mixed with the fragrance of the vegetables filled Menggette's taste buds.

The taste is not a delicacy, but it is enough to be called delicious. What's more important is that this thing is actually made of embers!

Could it be that he could make something edible?

Mengt's wide eyes betrayed his thoughts.

"Huh..., a long-lost taste." Yi Yan held a wooden bowl with some soup residue remaining on it.

"king……"

"Elemental soup, a friend taught me. It tastes so good... I can even taste it." Yi Yan looked at the boiling elemental soup in the pot and suddenly smiled.

"Actually, I don't know if this thing tastes good to you. After all, one of the only two flavors I can taste is what it brings to me."

Ember filled another bowl with onions, onions, this guy's is really good.

Although, the armor he wears looks like an onion, he is also a road fool, he always likes to sleep, and like Ember, he is always deceived by Patch.

But I can't stand his good cooking skills. He is so good at cooking that he can make elemental soup that even the undead can taste, something that even Ember has only seen once.

Ember tried countless times to find a third flavor besides elemental soup, but all ended in failure.

Those strange-looking things are the products of his experiments.

"Apart from this, what else can impress the king's taste buds?" Upon seeing this, Menggert no longer disliked the elemental soup and drank it generously.

"This, I call him Jack's wine." Ember took out a small wooden barrel.

"That friend of mine, his name is Jack Baldo."

The barrel is opened and the aroma of wine overflows.

(End of this chapter)