Demon King, you just need to conquer, and your husband will come up with the solution.

"Uh...haha, sorry, big brother. I just eloped from the Blood Mountains with my wife, so I thought I'd adapt to the local customs and see if I can accept the local food in the Demon King's City. Anyway, I will definitely pay for the food I order!"

"Elope with your wife?" The Pig-Headed Demon glanced at Margaret, who was dressed as a succubus beside Irons, and smiled teasingly, "You are so brave! As a vampire, you elope with a succubus. Hahaha, interesting.

"Okay, as long as you're willing to pay, I don't care whether you, a vampire, are used to eating the food I give you. When the time comes, don't vomit everywhere. Hahaha!"

The pig-headed demon boss laughed and handed the menu to Irons. Of course, it was called a menu but there were actually only a few dishes, less than ten in total.

And even from the name you can feel the roughness of the cooking method.

"Big leaf sweet potato porridge, big leaf sweet potato stewed with meat, melon stewed with meat, roasted meat, roasted melon, boiled big leaf, melon soup..."

Looking at the whole thing, there are seven dishes in total, but there are only three kinds of ingredients, which are just the permutations and combinations of these three ingredients.

It even made Ains wonder if the crops of the demon tribe were only two kinds: big-leafed sweet potatoes and bearded melons?

Irons curled his lips and finally ordered a dish of yam porridge. After all, the troll brother had recommended it to him before, and he wanted to try what the yam, which is poisonous when eaten raw, tastes like when cooked.

Margaret, who was sitting next to him, symbolically ordered a dish of grilled cucumber, and then paid for Irons' meal, also using the same crystal.

Seeing Margaret taking out the crystal stone, Irons pouted and muttered, "Margaret... I guess this thing is actually currency here?"

"Yes, after all, this thing is easy to find in the Demon Realm. We demons can't tell when we started using these magic crystals as currency."

"…So, when I traded with you, it was equivalent to using goods to buy some currency from you?"

Margaret laughed and said, "Although this thing is just our currency, aren't you happy to get it? Anyway, this is what you call a win-win situation, isn't it?"

Irons smiled helplessly. The magic crystals that were used as currency in the Demon Realm were absolutely scarce magic materials in the human world.

The reason why he imported a large amount of magic crystals from the Demon Realm was to supply them to Trinity for research.

The most important basic material for the new magic pattern engraving method studied by Trinity is magic crystal.

At that time, Ains checked the average price of this thing in the Duolun Empire... 300 bucks/gram.

The price made Ains look like an old man on the subway, but there is always a way out. After contacting the demons, Ains soon found that the demons seemed to be rich in magic crystals, and the price was cheap, only one fifth of that in the Duolun Empire.

If that's the case, why think about it? Buy it! If it weren't for the limited capacity of a caravan and the fact that most of it would be consumed by Trinity's research, Irons would even want to make a fortune by reselling this thing.

Of course, although he didn't make a fortune, Irons still made a small profit from some of the leftover scraps from Trinity.

Only now did Ains realize that the demons were not simply rich in magic crystals... this thing was actually used as the basic currency for transactions in the Demon Realm!

Ains saw that Margaret used about ten magic crystals to buy two kilograms of sweet potatoes. Each one weighed about two or three grams, which was converted into the value of the Human Empire.

The two kilograms of poisonous crops I bought were equivalent to spending more than six thousand bucks!

It was then that Irons realized that he thought he had made a lot of money by trading with the demons and exchanging some food for good things like magic crystals, but in fact he was severely ripped off by Margaret.

"I don't think you deliberately revealed to me the news that there was a magic crystal in the Demon Realm when you were in Blackwater City..." Irons looked at Margaret with resentment.

Margaret turned her eyes away and muttered, "Really... No... Hehe~ I've already said it, win-win, win-win~ After all, I'm the Demon King of the Demon Realm, so of course I have to think about the Demon King's City~"

"Ha..." Just when Irons wanted to say something else, the Pig-Headed Demon Boss brought the prepared meal and placed it in front of Irons and Margaret.

"It's ready. Enjoy it, little vampire brother."

"Hmm..." Irons stared blankly at the bowl of gray yam porridge in front of him. It had a somewhat chaotic appearance, was sticky, and had an indescribable smell.

He looked at the roasted melon on Margaret's plate which clearly looked more like food and couldn't help swallowing.

However, you have to try the dishes you ordered even if you have to cry!

Ains took a desperate step, scooped a spoonful of sweet potato porridge and put it into his mouth. Then, an indescribable taste burst out from his taste buds and rushed straight to Ains' forehead!

Along with the sticky, fibrous, grainy, and sticky taste, Irons' cheeks instantly wore a mask of pain...

For some reason, after taking a bite of this thing, the first metaphor that came to Irons' mind was... it was like eating a slug covered in dirt and wood chips...

Chapter 47: The Blood Clan is best at breeding

"Woo...ah..." Irons almost shrank his facial features together before he finally swallowed the yam porridge with a strange taste and texture.

After he finished eating, he turned to look at Margaret and asked, "Do most of you demons eat this kind of thing?"

Margaret cut a piece of roasted melon and put it in her mouth. Listening to the crunching sound of her teeth, Irons could somewhat imagine that Margaret's dish was probably a heavyweight "dish" that was on par with the sweet potato porridge.

After swallowing the roasted bearded melon, Margaret nodded and said, “Yes, most demons eat these few crops.

As the name suggests, the big-leafed sweet potato has large leaves, which are poisonous if eaten raw. It needs to be cooked before being eaten, and it is difficult to swallow if it is cooked and eaten dry. They describe it as tasting like wood chips.

Some races with stronger and clumsier articulations might not care, but most demons can't stand eating it dry, which is why they have adopted the current way of eating.

Although it is not delicious, at least it is easier to swallow. Its leaves are also edible, so they are used to make some vegetable soups, but they have a bitter taste.

Even though it tastes terrible, it is actually because of it that the demons in the Demon Realm do not starve to death in this barren land.

It tastes bad, but it is easy to grow. It can grow firmly anywhere, has a very high yield, and is very filling. Since it is like this, we demons naturally won't ask for anything more.

As for whether it tastes good... well, in the eyes of the demons, the big-leaf yam is just edible, there's no need to even think about whether it tastes good.

The demons don't have all kinds of seasonings and spices like you human empires do. Boiling, grilling, and sprinkling some salt are the limits of cooking."

Listening to Margaret's narration, Irons scooped another spoonful of yam porridge and put it into his mouth. After getting used to the first bite, the second bite was not as disgusting as the first one.

After swallowing the second mouthful with difficulty, Irons said with a serious face: "I am sure, I will definitely open a restaurant here and correct the disastrous cooking skills of you demons..."

With a bitter face, Irons swallowed the sticky yam porridge in his mouth, and then swore an oath to Margaret beside him with great sorrow.

Margaret couldn't help laughing. She cut a piece of roasted melon and put it in her mouth, saying, "You can open it if you want. Don't worry, I agree with whatever you do, but..."

Margaret pointed to the big leaf potato porridge in Ains' bowl and said, "I don't think you can make these crops in the Demon Realm taste that good.

The environment in the Demon Realm is very bad. The crops that can survive here are all hard-core and full of roughness. Similarly, this also makes their taste too rough.

I have already said that this is the most edible way to eat big-leafed potatoes. Although my plate of roasted bearded melon is not much better and tastes rough, it is already the most delicious food in the Demon Realm.

Of course, Ains, if you find it really hard to swallow, you can just not eat it. Although the supplies in the Demon Realm are not abundant, there are enough big-leaf potatoes.

The speed at which this thing grows and its output are truly staggering, and the demons simply don’t want this thing.”

Although Margaret said so, Irons did not choose to push the bowl away and not eat. Instead, he held the spoon and continued to stuff the bowl of sweet potato porridge into his mouth.

As Irons was eating, Margaret responded, "Don't worry, even though I'm a gourmet, my mouth isn't so delicate that I can't eat unpalatable food... But, I want to correct you on one thing, Margaret."

"Ok?"

"It's not the food's fault if it tastes bad, it's the chef's fault. There's always a way to make anything taste good. And..."

As he spoke, Ains scooped up a piece of sweet potato porridge with a spoon, and his eyes gradually became eager as he looked at the sticky texture that could be pulled into threads.

"Margaret, you have to be thankful that Demon Realm has this crop. It will be able to do more than just fill your stomachs in the future."

"How to make it delicious?"

Margaret was slightly stunned, and recalled the national cookbook she had seen in the Duolun Empire. The cooking methods in it were varied and detailed.

In the process of cooking a fish, half of the details are about how to remove the fishy smell.

Ha, with this processing method, Margaret really believes that Irons has a way to make the big-leaf sweet potato delicious, but it is obvious that the materials in the Demon Realm cannot meet the cooking methods of the human world.

Margaret couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook her head, and reminded Irons: "If you mean to use a lot of side dishes, spices, and sprinkle some salted fish to make this thing delicious.

That is indeed a solution, but Aiens, side dishes and spices are scarce in the Demon Realm. If you open a restaurant, I can indeed get these scarce goods for you.

But the delicacy made in this way is not something that ordinary people in the Demon King City can afford."

However, Irons raised his finger and shook it, retorting, "No, of course I know it's not easy to get those things in the Demon Realm, so I won't use that complicated cooking method to make the big-leaf potato taste good.

In fact, it only needs some processing to become something more essential and more delicious.”

"More essential? More delicious?"

Margaret became surprised, and a hint of excitement appeared in her eyes. With Irons' ability, Margaret believed that he was not lying.

So, was Ains planning to help me improve the environment in the Demon Realm? Did my soft and hard persuasion work?

"Ians! What do you need? Just ask and I'll get it for you right away!"

"No, it's not necessary..." Irons swallowed the whole bowl of big leaf yam porridge in a few mouthfuls, then stood up and asked the pig-headed demon boss: "Boss, do you have any semi-finished big leaf yam porridge?"

"Ah? What is a semi-finished product?"

Obviously, given the worrying level of education among the demons, the term "Pig-headed Demon Boss" mentioned by Ains could not be understood.

Irons immediately changed his words: "It's the mashed yam that hasn't been cooked yet."

"Oh, yes, there are plenty! Why, do you want one?"

"Yes, give me a few pounds!"

The Pig-Headed Demon was immediately amused: "Good fellow, you, a vampire, are you still fond of eating this? A vampire who eats big-leafed sweet potato porridge? Haha, I've been running the shop for so many years, and this is the first time I've seen it!"

"Oh, boss, you don't have to worry about it. I'm willing to pay you anyway."

"Okay, okay, I'll make you something...semi-finished. Hey, what a fresh word~"

The pig-headed boss muttered as he walked into the kitchen to get some semi-finished products for Irons.

After sitting down, Irons asked Margaret curiously, "Hiss... They all say that vampires don't eat big-leafed potatoes. So what do the vampires here usually eat? Blood?"

"Yes, vampires eat blood." Margaret nodded.

"Ah... then what kind of blood do they eat? Could it be from other demons?"

Margaret immediately waved her hands and said, "How is that possible? Sucking the blood of other demons would mean going to war with other races. The blood race wouldn't be so reckless. In fact, their blood is supplied by blood beasts."

"Blood beast?"

"Well, that is a kind of beast with extremely strong blood-forming ability bred by the blood clan. After reaching adulthood, the blood beast will be fixed on a special blood-drawing stand by the blood clan, and a blood-drawing tube will be inserted into its neck to draw blood at a slower rate.

The amount of blood a blood beast draws in a day is enough for five ordinary vampires. After so many years of cultivation, a large number of blood beasts have made the vampires basically self-sufficient, so they don’t need to worry about food. "

Hey, this vampire is quite skilled, he even knows how to do breeding and selection?

If you think about it carefully, a vampire with white hair, red eyes, thin body, pale face and inexplicable haggardness and nobility is sitting at the table.

In one hand, she held a cup of scarlet blood food, taking a sip from time to time. In the other hand, she held a book and read it. The name of the book was... "Postpartum Care of Blood Beasts".

"Pfft~"

Ain was immediately amused by his own association. The picture was so beautiful, yet it seemed inexplicably reasonable.

When he thought about the fact that the blood race, who represented elegance and mystery in the literature of his previous life, were actually mainly engaged in the breeding industry, Irons couldn't help but feel the wonder of this world.

"What are you laughing at?" Margaret asked curiously.

"Ah~ I just thought of something happy for no reason. Now that you mention it, I want to take a look at how the vampires raise blood beasts."

"You are actually interested in that thing?" Margaret felt that she couldn't quite understand Irons' train of thought. This was normal, as she often didn't understand it when she was in Blackwater City.

However, generally speaking, anything that can arouse Irons' interest can always produce some incredible effects.

Maybe... I can also pay attention to the blood beasts of the vampire clan?

"Brother, the semi-finished product you requested is here. Here, it's five kilograms. I'll give it to you at a discount, thirty magic crystals."

"Okay! Thanks, boss!"

Ains immediately took the mashed potatoes handed over by the boss, and the one who paid was naturally Margaret next to him. When paying, Margaret felt that her role today seemed to be to act as Ains' wallet...

As for Irons, he looked at the mashed sweet potatoes in a small sack with more and more eager eyes. Why was Irons so eager?

Because... starch!

Chapter 48 Hey, you’re such a fucking genius!

Starch represents sugar, represents calories, represents fullness, and represents getting rid of hunger!

From the sticky texture of the sweet potato porridge and Margaret's definition of sweet potato as being very filling, Irons immediately determined the value of this thing.

Although it is poisonous when eaten raw and tastes terrible, it is a very excellent starch crop!

There is almost no demand for planting, the survival ability is maximized, and the yield is extremely high. Even the disadvantage of being toxic is no longer a disadvantage after starch can be extracted!

With starch, isn’t it easy to make it delicious?

Although they did not tour the entire Demon King's Castle, and could even be said to have only walked a few streets before returning to the Demon King's Castle, the gains this time had already made Ains feel that the trip was worthwhile.

After returning to the Demon King's Castle, Margaret immediately asked: "Ains! If you need anything, just tell me. If you want something, I will prepare it for you immediately!"

Seeing Margaret's excitement, which was even greater than his own, Irons smiled knowingly: "Don't worry, it's not a big deal. If you really need to prepare... water, a basin, and gauze for filtering, these are basically enough."

Margaret was a little surprised to hear what Ains wanted. She couldn't help but ask, "Just... are these enough?"