The dragon lady doesn't like the lord

"Ah~~"

When Lucia heard the news, she felt like the sky had fallen. She was allowed to do anything, but she must not reduce the amount of food.

"My Lord~~~"

She held the man's arm aggrievedly, swaying back and forth, begging for more food.

"There's nothing I can do about it. If you eat one more leg of lamb today, you'll have to eat one less leg tomorrow."

There is nothing that can be done about this. The swamp is rich in resources. Only after we form a hunting team can we let her eat as much as she wants.

But there are conditions, either you are hardworking and capable, or you are lazy and hardworking...

In short, it is impossible to eat for free.

"I'll go check nearby to see if I can hunt some prey."

As she grew up and her perception became stronger, Filya was confident that she could hunt some prey and then everyone could cook together.

"Filia is the best~"

Lucia is like this. She is very happy as long as there is food, and she hugs her friends and rubs against them.

They were eating barbecue in the open air in the center of the tent. The knights were on the periphery, where their food was not bad either, with meat at every meal.

Ron knew very well that as a combatant, he had to keep up with nutrition, with at least 300 grams of meat, bread, and enough fruits and vegetables for each meal.

Only in this way can the consumption required for training and combat be maintained. Otherwise, even if the complete version of the potion is taken, it will be useless if the daily nutritional intake cannot keep up.

The people in the outermost areas set up small pots, boiled water, put in chopped onions, stirred them, and a bowl of soup that could dispel the cold and warm the stomach was ready.

Then crush the black bread, soak it in the soup until softened and eat it. This solved the problem of dinner.

Some people would add wild vegetables to the soup, which they picked along the way, and some would pick some wild fruits as a snack.

The same goes for the young mother Jenny. Since her husband died, her fields and house have been occupied by her uncles and aunts. She cannot make a living by mending clothes, so she has to go to the mountains to dig wild vegetables and pick berries to barely fill her stomach.

So she is very sensitive to wild vegetables and can always find some edible wild vegetables and berries.

Put the wild vegetables into the onion soup, stir it, and wisps of hot mist will immediately rise from the pot.

"Mom, it smells so good~"

Leni, who was standing by, kept swallowing her saliva because of the delicious smell. She had been waiting for this taste for a long time.

To her, the food her mother cooks is the most delicious in the world.

"Then I'll make a bowl for little Leni first."

Facing her daughter's expectant gaze, Jenny filled a bowl of wild vegetable soup and placed it on a small wooden stool.

If there is no table, use wooden stools as dining tables.

"The Lord also gave us bread~"

Looking at the rye bread in her hand, Renee licked the corner of her mouth;

"Leni hasn't had it in a long time."

For many people at the bottom of society, eating rye bread is a luxury, and wild vegetables and fruits are the standard.

Only occasionally would I go to the market and buy a few slices of rye bread.

"Mother, can you give me another bowl of wild vegetable soup? I want to serve it to the Lord."

Renee felt that since she had received the lord's black bread, she should also return the favor.

"Little Renee, I know you want to repay the Lord."

Jenny was relieved to hear her daughter's words and gently touched her head;

"But the lord has plenty of food, so mother won't be short of it. Besides, he won't like wild vegetable soup."

In this era, nobles and wealthy businessmen disdain to eat wild vegetables and berries.

In their view, these were things that only the lower class would eat. Of course, some impoverished nobles also ate them secretly.

"The soup my mother made is so delicious, the lord will definitely like it."

All Renee knew was that this was the best soup she had ever tasted, and she just wanted to share it with the Lord.

He has no idea of ​​the gap between nobles and ordinary people.

"Mother~"

Renee hugged her mother's arm, rocked her gently and started to act coquettishly.

"Oh well..."

No mother can resist the coquetry of a cute and sensible child. Young Jenny is no exception and finally chooses to compromise.

She actually had some considerations for doing this, as she felt that the lord seemed to like her daughter very much.

Don't get angry just because you're given a bowl of soup.

"Thank you, mother~"

Renee stood on tiptoe and gave her mother a light kiss on the cheek.

She was very happy to be able to share her favorite drink with the lord.

"Be careful on the road and don't run."

Jenny knew that this distance was not short, so she took out a small bowl bag woven from bamboo strips and put it on the bottom of the soup bowl so that she would not burn her hands.

"I understand, mother~"

Renee excitedly walked towards the central tent area, carrying the bowl of soup.

She wanted to run, but she was afraid of spilling the delicious wild vegetable soup her mother had made, so she walked carefully.

"Little boy, what are you doing here?"

Noticing someone approaching the tent, the knight wanted to scold, but when he saw that the person was a little girl of five or six years old, his tone softened a lot.

"I, I want to give the soup my mother made to the Lord~"

Renee raised her head, looked at the two armored knights in front of her, and spoke with a smile.

"Take it back, the lord won't drink it."

Looking at the bowl of soup with wild vegetable leaves floating in it, the knight waved his hand.

Although they knew that this was a thoughtful gesture from the little girl, no noble would drink this kind of wild vegetable soup.

"What happened?"

Ron saw out of the corner of his eye a small figure standing in front of the tent.

You can tell it's Renee without even looking, because she's the only child in the farm at the moment.

"My Lord, I want you to taste the soup my mother made."

Seeing the lord looking at her, Renee stood on tiptoe, trying to make herself more conspicuous.

"So that's how it is. Come here."

Who could resist an innocent, cute, well-behaved and sensible little girl? Ron hooked his finger and motioned her to come over.

"The soup my mother made is delicious. The lord will definitely like it~"

Seeing this, Leni trotted forward, held the steaming wild vegetable soup high and handed it over.

“It smells delicious.”

Ron was not averse to pure natural wild vegetable soup, in fact he was quite looking forward to what it would taste like.

Today's nobles sneer at this, but who would have known that the wealthy and powerful in later generations would regard it as a treasure.

At this moment, Ron understood what it meant that history is a cycle.

"right."

Receiving the lord's praise, Renee's eyes narrowed with a smile.

"Your mother's cooking is excellent, and the soup is delicious."

Ron held the bowl, took a sip along the edge, and exclaimed in admiration from the bottom of his heart.

After eating too much delicacies from land and sea and greasy food, the pure natural and authentic wild vegetable soup is quite refreshing and has rich flavors. It is obvious that these wild vegetables have been combined to achieve the current taste.

"Hehe~ I knew the Lord would like it, because this is Renee's favorite soup~"

Hearing the man's praise, Renee stood on tiptoe happily and smiled, revealing her cute dimples, making everyone like her.

"Your name is Renee, right? How cute."

Fiona, who was standing by, was so moved by the sight of such a cute little girl.

She lifted up her hips wrapped in black pantyhose, half-knelt on the ground, stretched out her hand, and gently pinched the girl's fair face.

"Yes, this is the name my mother gave me. Many people say that my name is nice."

Renee's face was pinched and her head was shaking, but she seemed to like it:

"What about you, pretty sister? Your name must be very nice too~"

"What a discerning person."

Hearing the girl calling her beautiful sister, Fiona glanced at the man beside her with pride, then smiled and said:

"My sister's name is Fiona, and she's the lord's personal maid."

"Sure enough, Sister Fiona's name is very nice~"

Renee praised, then looked up at the man next to her:

"My Lord, can Renee also be your maid~"

She had heard some rumors about maids, whose job was to serve and take care of the lord.

This is what she wanted to do.

"You are still too young. Wait until you grow up."

Ron's mouth twitched when he heard this. This can no longer be considered child labor, it is young labor.

She is only five or six years old, so let her have a good childhood first. As for things like maids, we can wait and see when she grows up.