Food Poems

Chapter 23: Northern Trade Route, Aurora Festival

On an autumn night, the sky is dotted with stars and the evening breeze is chilly.

Lena got off the winter wolf, reached out to stroke its silver fur, and then led it into the village.

Coming to Morning Frost Ridge again, Lena clearly felt that it had changed compared to before.

Lena quickly realized that the answer was the road. The road had been repaved and became wider, with many new buildings built on both sides.

Yeats had only been in office for a few weeks, but he had brought about amazing changes in this neglected territory.

The one who came to greet me was an old man with elegant clothes and manners. He said respectfully:

"I am the steward Derek. My master has already hosted a banquet at the lord's mansion. Please follow me."

Soon, the three arrived at the lord's mansion.

Lena glanced at the slightly shabby mansion and ordered the dwarf and the tiger man to stay in the stable to guard the mounts.

The winter wolf is an extremely dangerous frost beast, several times more powerful than the worg. This winter wolf is already a second-ring, so two people are needed to keep an eye on it.

Three mounts were suddenly crammed into the stable, making it a bit crowded.

Carrot lowered his head to chew the grass in the trough, then raised his head and glanced at the grinning Winter Wolf beside him with a look of disdain.

Immediately, Carrot spat at Winter Wolf, splashing his saliva all over his face.

The winter wolf was furious, and it took a long time for the tiger man and the dwarf to comfort him before he calmed down.

"As expected of a pure-blooded Roland warhorse, he just has a temper." The tiger man said shamefacedly.

"After all, it's normal for a purebred warhorse to follow a Roland Knight until he is promoted to the third ring and ignore other magical beasts." The dwarf wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

In the lord's mansion.

Ballroom.

Lena soon met the lord of Morning Frost Ridge. After the baptism of wind and frost in the past few days, the edges of this handsome young nobleman became clearer.

Immediately, Lena glanced at the figure standing behind Ye Zhi, and a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. I didn't expect you to recruit a druid as a courtier, Master Yezhi."

Having rare druids as courtiers is also a reflection of the strength of the nobility.

Hearing the visitor suddenly mention her, Rigidrev tightly grasped the staff with both hands, lowered her head under the red hood, and looked very nervous.

However, thinking that she represented Morningfrost Ridge, Rigidrev slowly raised her head again.

Yeats smiled and said, "My courtiers are dining with us, Miss Lena, I hope you don't mind."

Lena laughed and said, "Of course not. I never like red tape when eating."

"I remember, your name is Gray, right?" She raised her golden eyes to look at the girl with a ponytail, and then glanced at Little Red Riding Hood casually: "And this one is..."

"Regi Reeves." Yeats answered, "Gray, both of you take a seat, dinner is ready."

"Great!"

Gray had been feeling awkward just now, but now she was relieved. She pulled the nervous Ridgelove and sat down at the long dining table.

"I heard that you have new business to discuss with me, so I came here in person." Lena looked at Ye Zhi from the honorable seat, "I wonder what the specific business is? Do you want to discuss it in person?"

"Please enjoy your appetizers first, Miss Lena."

The servant brought a plate of biscuits, and next to the biscuits was a small dish of cheese that gave off a strange smell.

Blue veins appeared on the cheese, and upon closer inspection, they turned out to be blue mold.

Lena frowned slightly in displeasure: "My Lord, what is this?"

"This is the latest cheese developed by Morning Frost Ridge, called Morning Frost Cheese." Yeats explained, "Although it doesn't smell good, it is unique and delicious. Miss Lena can try it yourself."

The red-haired wolf girl sniffed again and frowned even more tightly.

"Dip a cracker in the cheese; that's the most direct way to eat it," Yeats demonstrated.

Lena's eyes flashed with strong suspicion and she ate the food the way Yeats did.

next moment.

Lena's eyes widened in shock.

It has a rich milky flavor with a hint of saltiness. The crispy biscuits contrast with the smooth cheese. The rich taste of this cheese is far superior to others!

Her wolf ears twitched subconsciously, and she picked up another biscuit, scooped up a large piece of cheese, and put it into her mouth.

The strong flavor blooms on the taste buds, the taste is warm and stimulating, and finally there is a faint aroma of wine lingering on the tip of the tongue.

Yeats reminded at the right time: "Morning Frost cheese, paired with white wine, can also be eaten dry."

Lena took a sip of the white wine on the table and enjoyed it with morning frost cheese. At the end, she sighed with a feeling of being unsatisfied.

If this cheese could be sold on the market, it would definitely be a big hit!
This thought came to her mind, but Lena did not say it out loud. She just nodded and said, "Molded cheese can actually have such a flavor. I have learned something new."

"The following main course is made by me personally. If there are any shortcomings, I hope you will point them out." Yeats said.

"Oh? You made it yourself!" Lena was quite interested.

Soon, a dish of salt-grilled salmon was served to the table.

This is a classic dish in which salmon is wrapped in a salt crust and baked. When the salt crust cracks when tapped, a rich aroma rushes to Lena, and the skin of the salmon piece turns an attractive golden color, which is mouth-watering.

Lena swallowed, forked a piece of salmon and put it into her mouth.

All of a sudden.

Her ears perked up, her golden pupils widened, and her cheeks flushed.

The extremely delicious aroma of salmon, intertwined with the hint of salt, is truly the most delicious grilled salmon I have ever eaten in my life!
It is amazing that a nobleman has such outstanding attainments in cooking!
"Putting aside the cooking skills, Miss Lena, can you taste the difference between this salt-baked salmon and the ordinary ones?" Yeats said.

Lena was stunned for a moment, and after a long pause, she said, "What you mean is... the salt used is different?"

"It's easier to talk to smart people!" Ye Zhi smiled and got to the point. "This salt and the morning frost cheese are exactly the two businesses I want to cooperate with your Chamber of Commerce!"

A gleam of light appeared in Lena's eyes.

The nobles spent a lot of gold coins for the delicious food.

Sometimes, what they enjoy is not the delicious food, but just the sense of superiority highlighted by the expensive food.

The two foods developed by Yeats are fully qualified to be on the tables of aristocrats.

If you can turn them into aristocratic delicacies associated with status, you can make a huge profit!

Lena made a prompt decision and decided to cooperate with Yeats. She immediately said, "I won't ask about the details of the secret recipe. I just want to know where this salt comes from and why it looks so familiar to me."

"It's salt from halite," Yeats said truthfully.

Lena's eyes widened: "Halite worms?!"

The salt of halite is inedible, so how did Yeats turn it into something magical?!

Looking at Lena's burning gaze, Ye Zhi smiled without saying a word, thinking:

"Life players are like this, they just spend all their time researching what they can use to cook."

The opening of sales channels for Morning Frost cheese and rock salt can greatly alleviate the financial pressure of Morning Frost Ridge. For the sake of long-term cooperation, Yeats also offered Lena a very generous discount.

The atmosphere at the banquet was high.

Yeats was able to learn about the sales of previous healing potions.

This new potion broke through the stagnant healing potion market, but was soon suppressed by the joint efforts of many chambers of commerce.

In addition, other sales channels were also sluggish. In order to expand the market, Lena planned to follow the example of the Golden Lion King and cross the Absolute Mountains.

"But we are not going to fight, we are going to do business."

Lena took a sip of wine and said, "There are not only orcs in the North, but also orcs and humans. Many of these tribes have trade relations with the Golden Lion Kingdom."

"Is it really possible to trade with the barbarians?" Yeats raised his doubts.

Lena laughed.

"Don't you know how the Merchants Guild got started? Many of these businesses are our old business, young master!"

Yeats understood what she meant.

If you dare to buy for free, you are just a thief robbing another thief. Even slaves can be sold for money.

"also--"

Lena's smile slowly faded away, and she said seriously:

"This time I'm heading to the North, I also plan to investigate the news about the cold wave. After all, the North is also suffering from the cold wave."

"When will you leave?"

"Next month, maybe we can catch up with the Northern Grand Event, the Aurora Poetry Festival."

Yeats's hand holding the spoon trembled slightly.

"Oh?" Lena narrowed her eyes and smiled, "You seem to be very interested in the poetry festival."

Yeats smiled to conceal his inner shock.

More than just interested.

This is a winter event in Phantom Wings, and it's about the promotion of the Bard profession!

(End of this chapter)