Working Prophet.

Chapter 105 Currivara Cake

In the end, Angela couldn't hold back her curiosity, and reached out and tore open a pack of snow cakes.

As soon as I took a bite, there was a crackling sound between the teeth!
Angela didn't speak, but continued to eat, with serious eyes, like a warrior about to go to battle.

She is now trying to find the shortcomings of this small round cake, so that she can continue to use it to mock Ilea and win back for herself.

It's a pity that she couldn't figure it out after eating the first snow cake, so she picked up the second one.

Well, it looks like I still need some inspiration.Angela put that piece of snow cake into her mouth and chewed it carefully, feeling as if she had caught something, but it wasn't enough!

Now that I have eaten snow cakes, there is no reason not to try the senbei next to it.

So Angela picked up another kind of bar pie.

Oh oh...the taste is really different!The one just now was sweet, and this one is salty.

As the richest man in the Western Territory, the Emanuel family certainly does not lack all kinds of spices on their tables. However, even if Angela was unwilling, she had to admit that the little round cake tasted at the banquet of the Arias family today The taste of biscuits and pancakes was something she had never tasted before.

very special.And there's no way to see how it's done.

Especially the crispness, when you bite down, there will be a crackling sound in your mouth, which makes people unable to help but move their index fingers and want to continue eating involuntarily.

One piece after another, I can't stop at all.

But how could the women of the Emanuel family admit defeat so easily, Angela's eyes flashed!
Since she was a child, she has eaten a lot of delicacies, and she has already raised her mouth.

After careful tasting, she found a breakthrough as she wished, and said confidently, "Hmph, that's all!"

Angela deliberately raised the volume a bit, attracting the attention of everyone in the hall.

But soon she found that the big guy looked at her a little strangely.

At first, Angela thought that something was glued to her face, but when she lowered her head, she quickly found the answer.

It turns out that the tasting process just now took a bit too long. She had already finished the bag of snow cakes and senbei on the plate. Not only that, she also used the influence of the Emmanuel family in the western region to successfully buy from several Three more copies came from the small family.

It's all over now.

Angela's old face couldn't help but blushed. She wanted to explain, but she didn't know where to start. Moreover, although a poor rabbit not far away made no sarcasm, it kept staring at her with a half-smile. How much you deserve a beating.

Angela simply pretended to lose her memory, not knowing that she had just made several packs of snow cakes and senbei in one go, cleared her throat, and said, "I know this thing, it's called Currivala cake, um, on the other side of the strait, there's a kuriwala cake. ...in the country of Kaznilla, where this pie is very common and is eaten daily by the locals.

"Kaznila's caravan brought half of the boat when it was doing business with our family, and gave it to our family as a gift, nothing special."

As soon as she finished speaking, someone praised, "Thank you, Ms. Angela, for clarifying our doubts. Ms. Angela is really well-informed."

Some people also said, "As expected of the Emanuel family, all the business has gone to the other side of the strait, and the trading partner is still a small country that is little known."

Even Leo, who had been a little absent-minded before, became interested and looked at Angela differently, "Kaznella? Does Miss Angela know much about this country?"

Angela just felt flattered, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "There are many, I can't say that I know Kaznella well, but I do know that place better than anyone else. Sir Leo, what do you want to ask? You can come and ask me."

"You know that place better than anyone else, because you made up that place at all." Miss Rabbit couldn't hold back after all, and sneered, "These things are clearly called Want Want Snow Cake and Want Want Xianbei. Brought from his homeland."

Angela also refused to give an inch, "What is Wangwang Snow Cake Senbei, this is Currivala Cake, even if there is such a thing in Merlin's hometown, it is passed down from Kazinila!"

The senbei and snow cakes she killed in one bite originated from Kazinila. Ilea knew that she was lying, but she really couldn't find any evidence to refute it for a while.

There are many overseas city-states and countries that trade with the Red Lion Empire, and even the officials in charge of port taxation cannot count them all.

Naturally, Ilea couldn't confidently refute that Kaznilla didn't exist.

It was precisely because of knowing this that Angela dared to speak so boldly, talking nonsense in front of so many people.

And she didn't finish her sentence, "Although the taste of the currivala cakes is not bad, but for the convenience of transportation, they are completely dried before being shipped, which will definitely lose part of the taste, and if you eat too much, your throat will feel a little bit cold. Dry.

"Of course, the most important thing is that the kuriwala cakes are made by the Kazinila people. This kind of ready-made overseas specialty is okay to use as a decoration in the banquet, but it would be too perfunctory if it is the main course. Could it be that Are the cooks of the Arias family really so bad that they can't cook any decent dishes at all?"

Ilea's breasts are about to proliferate. The dead weasel didn't eat less just now, but it turned back and belittled the senbei and snow cakes. After that, the conversation changed and the Arias family invited It's abominable to look down on a good cook!

Of course, Angela's nonsense before was not without doubts, but facing the Emmanuel family, the richest man in the western region, and the Arias family, who depended on selling carrots for a living, who to trust was a political issue.

Miss Rabbit looked at Li Yu again, hoping that he could find some way to expose Angela's lies at this time.

However, Li Yu still didn't say a word, as if he didn't notice the quarrel here.

And soon another waiter brought in new dishes from outside, but this time the dishes were very ordinary.

It was even a little too ordinary, and even Ilea couldn't hold back her face. It turned out to be a roast chicken, and all the nobles who saw it were not interested.

Seeing the servants cutting the meat, he didn't even want to taste it.

Seeing this, Angela burst out laughing, "No way, I just finished talking about being a bad cook, did you even serve the roast chicken to make up for it? Is the Arias family just fooling us like this?"

However, as the attendants cut the meat, a strange smell of meat began to permeate the room.

Ok? !

Leo narrowed his eyes, and he was the first among a group of nobles to eat crabs, reaching out and pinching a piece of meat into his mouth.

Then there was a look of surprise at the corner of his mouth, and he opened his mouth and asked, "How...how did you make this taste?"

(End of this chapter)