Food Poems

Chapter 9 Tonight, join the hunt!
Gray's face was filled with disbelief.

"Is this...really made from the monster we just killed?"

"Of course." Ye Zhi said considerately, "I picked out the bones of the Creeping Claw, so it will be more convenient to eat."

Gray:

Is this the crux of the matter?

The key problem is that eating undead creatures is likely to cause big problems!

While thinking about it, Gray caught a glimpse of Fokasi picking up a piece of crawling claw covered with lemon sauce and chewing it carefully.

Gray: w(Д)w
Eaten, the undead was eaten!

Fokasi originally wanted to try the dish himself. If something happened to him, the young master would naturally give up the idea of ​​eating the Creeping Claw.

However, as Fokasi chewed it with big mouthfuls, he felt more and more that the boneless and crispy texture of the Creeping Claw complemented the refreshing taste of the lemon.

"This..." Fokas's expression was moved.

Ye Zhi smiled and said, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Phocas had no time to answer. He nodded vigorously while chewing, with a glimmer of reverence in his eyes.

"Goo!"

A snowy owl flapped its wings and flew over, landing on Yeats' shoulder, with a curious look in its yellow eyes.

Ye Zhi tilted his head, looked at the chubby snow-white owl, and smiled.

"Thank you for the hard work in the battle just now. Would you like some?"

The snowy owl made a circle with its head, and its eyes revealed its inner thoughts.

After eating a Creeping Claw that Yeats had fed it, the Snowy Owl raised its head slightly, its eyes widening.

It was the first time in Bird’s life that he tasted such a snack and was so shocked that he lost his mind!
"Gu~(^~^)"

The Snowy Owl narrowed his eyes in delight.

Ye Zhi: "Gray, are you sure you don't want to eat it?"

Gray looked around at Fokasi and Snowy Owl who were feasting on their food, and saw that the number of Creeping Claws on the plate was decreasing rapidly.

Her lips were dry from the battle just now. She swallowed her saliva, her stomach made an unconvincing gurgling sound, and she said with difficulty:
"For me, forget it. When I see the creeping claws, I remember the scene of them crawling onto the car."

"Why don't you try closing your eyes and thinking of them as chicken feet?"

"Well……"

Gray followed the steps given by Yeats, closed her eyes resignedly, picked up the cold piece of crawling claw with trembling hands, and put it to her lips.

Her nose told her that this was a delicious dish with a rich aroma; her body told her that she urgently needed to eat to replenish her strength.

Her brain told her, don’t eat, don’t eat!
Damn it, I don’t care!
Gray took a bite and chewed it quickly as if she was afraid that it would react.

Then, Gray opened her eyes blankly.

"How does it taste, Miss Grey?" asked Fokasse.

"It tastes really good," Gray whispered, thinking to herself, it's exactly the opposite of the disgusting taste I imagined.

Not only is it not disgusting, but it is crispy, springy and refreshing, and even whets your appetite.

Ye Zhi teased, "Didn't you say you would never eat monsters again?"

Gray blushed: "I still can't accept it. Just eat one, and the rest are for you... It's almost like I didn't eat anything!"

"Haha." Ye Zhi couldn't help laughing.

A good approx.

Gray said in shame and anger: "By the way, didn't we agree to have snow rabbit soup tonight?"

"I'm about to make it now. Lemon Creeping Claws are just an appetizer," said Yeats.

"Shh..."

Gray suddenly raised her finger and said seriously:

"That little guy on your shoulder, it's asleep."

Ye Zhi tilted his head slightly and saw the Snowy Owl standing on his shoulder, its eyes closed, its snow-white feathers trembling slightly with its breathing.

Snowy Owl stayed awake all night last night and had to rely on lemon tea to stay awake. Now he is taking a nap because he is really very sleepy.

Ye Zhi thought to himself, "If I want it to work overtime during the day, I can just give it some strong tea or coffee..."

"Gray, come here and take it down carefully. I'll go cook." Yeats said.

"Got it." Gray lowered her voice.

Grey moved gently and carefully took the Snowy Owl off Ye Zhi's shoulders. During this time, the Snowy Owl opened its eyes and glanced at her. When it saw that it was Grey, it did not resist.

Gently stroking the snowy owl's soft feathers and tapping its round head, Gray couldn't help but smile happily.

Night falls.

Roland's horse, which contributed more than half of the damage in this game, enjoyed the steaming hot bone soup.

Ye Zhi and others enjoyed the delicious snow rabbit soup.

[Snow Rabbit Stew: 2 stars. A thick soup made from plump snow rabbits and simply seasoned. It tastes delicious. After eating, you will temporarily gain a fire resistance boost (medium)]

Gray sipped the soup and said, "It would be great if I could drink snow rabbit soup every day instead of eating monsters." Ye Zhi said calmly, "It is difficult to eat game every day, at least with the current development level of Morning Frost Ridge."

"Is Morning Frost Ridge really as scary as people say?" Gray asked curiously, "If it were so, wouldn't the local residents have fled long ago?"

Yeats sighed.

"In fact, it is still unclear whether there are still people in Morning Frost Ridge. We will see the specific situation after we arrive."

Gray was stunned for a moment.

This is the first time I have ever seen a lord so poor!
Gray stared at the handsome boy, feeling sympathy, and said thoughtfully:

"I think I can understand why you, Ye Zhi, have a special liking for Warcraft cuisine."

Ye Zhi: “…”

What did you imagine?

"Gu!" The Snowy Owl took a nap, drank the thick soup, and squinted its eyes comfortably.

Snowy Owl squinting jpg
In the quiet of dinner, Yeats suggested:
"Let's take a look around here before we leave tomorrow morning."

"Master, why is this?"

"The owner of this slaughterhouse suddenly disappeared, which is a bit suspicious. Maybe we can find out something by investigating."

"As ordered."

Based on the plot of the game, Ye Zhi remembered that the necromancer who ran the slaughterhouse was killed after encountering a wild leader-level monster.

Although he is a leader of the first ring, the current level of the team is enough to deal with him.

Furthermore, Yeats was somewhat concerned about the necromancer's legacy.

Whether it is a staff, scroll, or gold coin, each one is of great help to Ye Zhi now.

"The legacy in the game is nearby. I hope I can find something useful for developing the territory..." Ye Zhi thought to himself.

The night is getting darker.

It's time for the Snowy Owl to be active again.

Before going to bed, it looked at Yeats reading by the campfire with curiosity.

Ye Zhi put down the book, smiled and patted its head: "Tonight, I'll trouble you to help keep watch."

"Gu!" The snowy owl turned its head 180 degrees, and its cute temperament came towards you.

Late at night, Yeats slept in the carriage.

Gray was keeping watch outside the makeshift tent, yawning continuously.

She glanced at the snowy owl perched on the treetop and saw its eyes sparkling with spirit. She couldn't help but smile and said:

"I really envy you for being so energetic in the middle of the night."

"Gu?" Snowy Owl was puzzled.

"Maybe it's like Yeats said, you are a night owl."

Gray yawned again as she spoke.

"You can see farther than I can. If there's any danger, remember to tell me in advance... I'll take a nap first..."

Gray was drowsy, half asleep and half awake, when she heard the shrill cry of a snowy owl.

Instantly, Gray woke up: "What happened?"

"Goo!"

The snowy owl flapped its wings and flew into the jungle.

Gray looked in the direction it pointed, her eyes wide.

Thick smoke billowed into the sky, and dazzling flames came into view.

There's a fire!
"Hey, everyone, wake up! The fire is coming this way!"

Yeats was awakened by the warning, and hurriedly put on his robe and left the carriage.

In the distance, the fire showed signs of spreading towards this side. Ye Zhi said quickly:
"Pack your things, we're on the road!"

The carriage rushed out of the forest where the fire was getting worse, and the birds flew away in fright, adding an uneasy atmosphere to the night.

There was a vast open plain ahead, where the fire originated.

Under the pitch-black night, an antelope covered in demonic flames and as big as an ox was hunting a withered vine monster. It spewed out three flaming missiles, igniting this mimic monster that looked like an ordinary vine when still, and then pounced on it to eat.

The withered vine monster was still struggling. Five or six withered branch monsters split from its body and surrounded the Demon Flame Sheep, but were ignited by its own demon flame and became the source of the forest fire.

"That's the best among the first-ring magical beasts, the Flame Sheep!" Gray exclaimed.

Yeats thought to himself.

It is also the first wild boss that novice gamers will encounter.

Its leather can be made into fire-enchanted equipment, and it is even better as a food ingredient!
"Pull the carriage over!"

Yeats made a decision immediately.

"Tonight, we join the hunt!"

(End of this chapter)