Durin's Diary

Chapter 32 7 Hill Holiday

Chapter 32 Seven Hills Holiday
But then again, fried rice is simple. In his previous life, besides convenience foods, it was Du Lin's favorite food to cook - because it was simple: one pot, one spoon, salt, rice, eggs, and sausages - all of these combined together make fried rice.

Do you think a killer is the kind of person who shaves his head, has a barcode printed on the back of his head, and tries to cheat for food and drinks when he works at a banquet?

how is this possible.

What's more, the rice in the Lublin area is good, and it is combined with Dulin's favorite smoked sausages, the fine salt he made himself, and a big and delicious Lublin egg.

Ordinary ingredients and ordinary cooking methods, but as long as the technique is skillful, it will eventually become a delicious dish.

And Durin would also add shrimps - this was originally used by fishermen on the northern coast of the Eastern Elf Territory to feed chickens. When Durin heard this, he just felt that chickens are better than what people eat these days, and they deserve to end up in people's stomachs.

However, due to the small amount used, we often ask merchants traveling from north to south to bring some dried shrimps.

Anta's arrival means one more mouth to feed, so more rice and more ingredients are added. Du Lin, who is standing on the small footstool, flips the fried rice in the pot up and down.

"Du Lin, is there anything I don't know? Why do I feel like you know everything?" Anta expressed her doubts. Watching Du Lin's performance, she began to wonder who was the best chef under this roof between Du Lin and Xia Li.

Du Lin smiled shyly at this, adding salt as he suggested: "After you finish eating, I'll take you to the square to play, how about that?"

"Great, the movies are showing again today. I heard that the old gentlemen in the city have selected some very good movies. How about we go and watch them, Dulin?" Anta looked at Dulin, full of joy and anticipation.

"Okay." While Du Lin was flipping the fried rice, he asked the mage to pour the beaten egg liquid into the pan.

"Dulin, you smell so good." Anta smiled happily.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Please don't save words for me." Du Lin turned his head and smiled.

The little girl didn't argue, just smiled foolishly.

Damn it! The moment he smelled something delicious, even this apparently clever Sixth Ring Mage acted like he was struck by a spell. There really isn't much good to eat on this land. Look how greedy the child is.

Fry the rice and egg until golden brown, then remove from the pan and put into a bowl. Pick up the sausages that are fried on the iron plate on the side and cut them into thick slices with a knife and place them on the fried rice.

The smoked sausage is made from the best hind legs of the Sharo beast, mixed with a certain proportion of oil. The fried oil can be said to be extremely delicious. Coupled with Dulin's craftsmanship, Anta was extremely satisfied with the meal.

Putting down the bowl, her first words were to praise Du Lin's cooking skills: "Next year I'm going to study at the Central Mage Tower. What will I do if I can't eat such delicious food?"

"You can come see me during your holidays." Du Lin said with a smile, handing Anta a glass of water. "By the way, when does the movie start?"

"The earliest one is at 8 a.m. I heard it's an art film directed by the great director Duterte Marcus from the Northern Kingdom."

As an art film, that should be okay. Considering that it has been censored, it should be much better than those third-person action shooting movies that are labeled as art films.

·Art film, what good art film can there be in this kind of hellhole place, Mr. Du Lin, do you believe it?

Big Orange is complaining crazily.

Du Lin pretended not to hear and cleaned the dishes using a ritual. Du Lin and Anta changed their clothes and left the manor.

The weather has been fine these days, and coupled with the cold weather, the road from the manor to the town has become much easier to walk on. Dulin held Anta's hand, and Anta held her little lynx. The two of them walked through the crowd going to the market, passed the noisy children running around, and greeted familiar friends.

Coming to the movie tent again, Du Lin felt as if he was in another world - you see, in just a few days, he experienced so many things. Even with the foundation of his previous life, for Du Lin, these few days were somewhat magnificent.

Du Lin has also seen the movie called Seven Hills Holiday.

There is another line of words below - A masterpiece by the famous director of the Northern Kingdom, Duterte Marcus, adapted from a true story, the most poignant love in the year of prosperity.

When buying the ticket to enter, Dulin also received a booklet that explained the plot in detail - the City of Seven Hills is the old capital of the Principality of Farol. Forty-seven years ago, there was a love story about a princess.

At that time, a young princess from the Sidney Union came to the City of Seven Hills, and a young reporter from the Principality of Farol was also here. They met, got to know each other, and eventually fell in love during a dreamy day outing.

The ending of the story was not a happy ending like the movie Du Lin had seen before, but ended with a tearful breakup at the train station.

Neither of them ended up getting married. The man is now in Rome, retired from his newspaper job; the woman is in Sydney, living in seclusion in a monastery owned by the Twin Mothers.

The whole movie was surprisingly well shot, although the lighting was a bit bad, the camera was a bit erratic, and screens were used instead of real scenes for framing. However, considering that this scene was the palace of Sidney United, Du Lin felt that it was harmless - as a director from the Northern Kingdom, you are crazy to want to enter someone else's palace to shoot.

As for the male and female protagonists, their performances were a bit too forced, and the emotional scenes were extremely embarrassing. They also sang high notes from time to time. Those who knew it might think it was a movie, but those who didn't would think it was an opera.

But compared to the one Du Lin had seen before, it was a great improvement.

Anta beside her had been wiping away tears since half of the movie was over - not only her, but all the audience present, except for someone as hard-hearted as Du Lin, were crying.

And at the end, when the hero sang the aria that only existed in opera in a low voice and held the heroine in his arms, Anta looked at Dulin and said: "Aren't you moved, Dulin?"

"Ah..." Du Lin didn't know how to explain.

"Such a tragic love story, aren't you moved?" Anta asked with a pout, his eyes becoming sharp. What's going on? How can you see a fatal theme in a movie? I'm really impressed.

Du Lin complained inwardly while thinking of a way to save himself: "I can't feel it because I think there shouldn't be as many messed up things between you and me as in the movies, so I really can't cry."

Anta was stunned for a moment, then thought for a while, and finally nodded in understanding: "That's right."

"It's true that this movie is moving, but I don't think it's enough to make you cry." Du Lin added, "Of course I know the plot is very touching, so I don't think there's anything wrong with you crying, right?"

"Well, I knew that Du Lin was a compassionate and kind person." Anta nodded happily.

Oh, a man’s mouth is a lie.

Daju made a sharp comment.

Du Lin smiled, pretending to be deaf.

………………

After leaving the movie tent, Anta gave Du Lin a difficult question.

"What should we name the lynx?"

Du Lin was stunned, and then sweat broke out on his forehead - you want me, a poor namer, to name a pet? Honey, you are asking me to die.

"I heard that it was you who named Hemo, Dulin. I'm relying on you." Anta looked at Dulin with anticipation.

Du Lin was stunned...The name He Mo was a name he had seen in a magazine that year, and he remembered it because it sounded nice.

Why not call her Kelsey?

Daju suddenly jumped out at this time.

Du Lin felt that his sensorineural hearing loss was cured without any medication! Daju, you are a miracle doctor!

"Kal'tsit, how is it?" Du Lin asked Anta.

The anticipation on Anta's face gradually melted into joy. She happily held up the little lynx and said, "Kel'tsit, what a nice name."

Will you still dare to pretend to be deaf in the future?

Daju asked softly.

Du Lin smiled, very innocently and kindly.

After walking around the square for a while, they found out that the second movie was an art film that required parents to accompany the children. Helplessly, Du Lin finally sent Anta back to Iyer's house.

At the door, Anta handed the little lynx in his arms to Dulin.

"I'm going to the Central Bank Province tomorrow." Having said this, Anta hesitated to speak.

Du Lin smiled and nodded: "I know, do you want me to take you there tomorrow?"

"No, I'm afraid I'll cry loudly when I see you." Having said that, the girl opened her arms and hugged Du Lin.

Then she walked backwards into the front door of her house.

"Don't come tomorrow. Remember, I will protect you when I become stronger." She ordered.

Du Lin nodded with a smile.

And when she disappeared behind the door, Daju's voice rang in Du Lin's mind.

Are you really not going to send her off?

Didn’t you just say that men’s mouths are lies?

Du Lin sighed and reached out to pat the head of the little lynx in his arms.

Although I am small, I am a man of great ability.