Warhammer Seal

Chapter 17 Mutter Chef
The dark elves have been a strong race since ancient times.

Every dark elf is also a member of Muqiang. Because of the racial characteristics, Wende had to share some of his equipment and experience with Ruixi.

At the same time keep yourself stronger than Ruixi, at least in her eyes Wende is stronger than her.

By doing these two things, Ruixi's loyalty can be maintained.

Once the loyalty is too low, this guy will definitely betray immediately.

current loyalty. . .Although there are no clear numbers and hints, Wende can roughly calculate it.

"Eight points of loyalty, it's okay, let's continue on the road."

There is no way around this. The starting price of mercenaries in the empire market is 10 silver coins, and you have to pay 2 more silver coins every quarter, but they are only ordinary first-level spearmen in the empire, and they don't even hold shields.

If you want dwarven mercenaries, you must first gain the trust of those dwarves. Although dwarven heavy armored infantry is very reliable, it is also expensive.

So the only one who was with Wende was a dark elf like Ruixi.

The maintenance fee is as high as my own, and three meals a day are about the same as my own.

The previous two greenskin armies had been completely beaten back by the empire, and the road from Marienburg to Earhart and then to Hemgard was smooth.

"I'm thirsty for blood, but it's a pity that I can't even see a group of bandits along the way."

Ruixi had no choice but to put away the dagger in her hand, and there were two great swordsmen of the empire stationed in front of the gate of Hemgard.

As the only second-tier city in Reikland with a city wall, Hemgart naturally has a unique geographical location.

Sandwiched between the ax-marked passes of the Gray Mountains, the dwarves of the Gray Mountains would come to this city to trade, and the orcs would come to this city to plunder.

It is said that there are ratmen under the city that have not been completely wiped out. To the north is the territory of Rick, and to the south is the Principality of Bretonnia like Palavon.

For Bretonnia, Wende has a good impression, but for Palaon, he only hates it.

Every time Palaon would let the orcs on Mount Oka swagger through their territory, and then directly enter the territory of Rick.

If Hemgard hadn't been guarding them, God knows what kind of moths these green skins would have made.

The door of the Red Moon Tavern is open, business is booming, and hotel services are also provided.

Wende plans to rest here for a day first, and then go to Glenburgh, and take the Reik River waterway through Glenburgh to Nun City in Wissenland.

The owner of the tavern, Franz Ronell, was a good crafter. A drink mixed with Bretonnian red wine and dwarf beer relieved Wende's fatigue all day long.

He rubbed his sore calves, ignoring the endless dirty jokes from the mouths of those drunks.

Wende looked at the notice board on the side, the biggest difference between the tavern and the teahouse is this.

In the teahouse, people who have made business appointments in advance are chatting.

In the tavern, however, people are chatting with each other to see if there is any business to do.

While drinking delicious alcohol, Wende looked at the tasks on the bulletin board.

After the emperor was elected by the central leader, Lord Boris wanted a beast man named Kazak to stop the flood of beastmen in the central leader, and rewarded him with 100 gold coins.

This is a lot of money, but Wende has no confidence in defeating a Beastman.

Of course, there are also cheap ones, and if you bring an ordinary beastman's head, you can get fifty copper coins as a reward.

Take a look at the second task. The halfling needs a human being qualified for food evaluation (height above 1.8 meters), to taste the food he developed and give his opinion. The bounty is 10 copper coins. This task is not bad.

Wende tore off the task, not only to make money, but also to have a meal.

Following the guidance of the notice, I stopped at the entrance of a restaurant.

Wende is the starting point. The standard height of the hero is 1.9 meters, and he can reach a terrifying height of [-] meters in a full set of armor.

Ruixi also has a good figure, with her legs together and straight can reach an astonishing two meters, if you count the ears, it is already two meters away.

The door of this restaurant is so low that Wende can only walk in by bending over.

The table is not as high as your waist, and the bench is not as high as your knees.

It's not time to eat, there is no business in the store, the boss is wiping the wooden wine glass in his hand, turning it back and forth to see if there is any remaining dirt.

Of course he wasn't blind, he immediately noticed the two "monsters" entering his restaurant.

"God, my two respected guests, it's not time for dinner yet, even the most greedy Mut people will not boil water and cook at this time, if you want to eat something, I'm afraid It’s going to be a long, long time to wait.”

This short thing was only as tall as Wende's waist, but it seemed very, very noisy. He had no choice but to show the task list in his hand first, indicating that he was an adventurer who took on the task.

"Great, great, your height is really qualified. In Bretonnia, in addition to being a nobleman, you need to be at least 1.8 meters tall to become a knight-errant."

"Among the high elves, anyone with a little bit of noble blood is over 1.8 meters tall. You will all be my best judges, because I invented a kind of high-level elf that is specially designed to satisfy the tastes of nobles, but the cost is quite low. delicious food."

Wende looked around, the bench was too small, it must be uncomfortable to sit on, so he could only interrupt the halfling's words a little bit.

"Please pick the key points."

"Okay, okay, I also hate nagging people. I left Mutling at the beginning because I hated those nagging other chefs. You two have to taste my new craft next, and then give the best suggestion."

After finishing speaking, the little guy jumped away from the counter, walked into the back kitchen as soon as the door was pushed, and then Wende heard the sound of firewood crackling inside.

Then there was a scent, and finally the sound of the door being pushed open.

The two stewed things were immediately placed in front of the two of them. At this time, the Mut people seemed very quiet, and it was one of their few good habits to not talk while eating.

"Potatoes, chicken, seasonings, spices, and all kinds of vegetables."

Wende looked at it carefully, just like the stewed chicken with mushrooms in his hometown, his taste buds were also wide open, and he ate a spoonful immediately.

"The feeling of hometown, I miss it so much."

After coming to this world, every day is barbecue, bread sticks, and boiled vegetables.

This food even gave Wende the courage to move on, but compared with the taste in memory, it was still one thing short.

"It would be nice to have some shiitake mushrooms."

These words directly ignited the passion of the Mut boss, and he jumped onto the table.

"Oh my God, you have extraordinary cooking skills! I have always wanted to add edible mushrooms to new dishes, but I have never been able to buy them. If you want to go to the forest to pick them, Rick Ling is not here. It’s as safe as our Mutter collar, plus I need to open a shop, so I have no chance to go out, so? How about you pick some mushrooms for me, and I will grow them in the basement myself. As long as there are mushrooms, my This cheap chicken dish can be popular in the entire Rickland, no, no, it must be the entire empire, even if the dark elves on the other side of the sea eat it, they will find it delicious."

"Really delicious."

Ruixi nodded, and ate everything in the basin. Except for the Tomb King, it is estimated that no race would reject the food of the Mut people.

"Edible mushrooms, right?"

Wende raised his head and completed the empty operation.

"I'll bring it back for you for free, as long as you name this dish Chicken Stewed Mushrooms."

(End of this chapter)