My Heroic Life

Yin Lan skillfully processed the tree pot, and took the time to wash his face with water. The cold river water at night calmed him a little bit. He turned his head and looked at the campfire. Altria had already collected wild vegetables and mushrooms, The picked dry branches were put into the fire.

He stared intently for a moment, then continued to bow his head in silence to start his homework.

The increasingly vigorous bonfire reflected Altria's face. She stared at the flame in a daze, her heart full of entanglements and contradictions.

The brief thinking time in the Forest of Lost Trails did not allow her to conclude that the conflict between national events and personal feelings is inevitable, and she is in a dilemma in this irreconcilable conflict.

This is a rare violation of the principle of Altria, who always aims at being correct and wise. She cannot use the identity of the monarch to force the man to confess the truth. In her opinion, it is like abandoning her own girl side and forcing her with righteousness Tie him to a chariot.

Although somewhat ridiculous, in this perilous journey, the relationship between Altria and Yin Lan has advanced by leaps and bounds. It can be said that unprecedented progress has been made. However, because of this, Altria has become more cautious, lest it damage this A rare feeling.

So she could only choose to remain silent while her heart was in a mess, looking forward to Yin Lan's choice, but the facts showed that he chose to escape.

No explanation, no explanation, he just handled all the chores that Altria was not good at as a king as usual, it seemed that he could ignore the invisible gap between the two.

He probably needs some time too. Altria remembered the purpose of Yin Lan's move. It should be to achieve Altria’s wish and had to do it in order to be able to return to Britain as soon as possible to stop the magical tide caused by Votigung. s Choice.

But what I have to say is that this behavior also relieved Morgan's pressure at the time when he was fighting the Dragon Head Giant.

If Yin Lan is a loyal knight who prefers to expose his secrets that he does not want to be discovered for the sake of Altria's expectations, how can Altria bear the harshness, but is the meaning in his behavior just like that?Does it mean to help Morgan?

The girl held her hands together, her white fingers stirred, and the overly complicated thinking made Altria's mind a little hot. Compared with this headache thinking, she was more willing to rush into the office to deal with the mountain of national affairs.

"The pot is ready."

The man’s words interrupted Altria’s thoughts. She saw Yin Lan holding a folded tree pot resembling a boat with one hand, which had been cleaned and contained a pot of clean river water, and her other hand was I took two small bowls made of the same bark.

Put the pot filled with water on the bonfire with tree branches, then wash all kinds of miscellaneous materials and cut them into small pieces with a knife and put them in the water. After all the preparations are completed, Yin Lan and Altria are separated from each other. The campfire sits opposite each other.

There was silence again.

Yin Lan and Altoria unanimously cast their eyes on the burning campfire and the pot of food on it. If their eyes can heat up, the pot of food is probably already boiling.

Yin Lan looked at the mushrooms that were cut into pieces and floated in the water. He hesitated for a while and still did not throw the compressed biscuits in. After all, it was hard to cook. The sticky yellow after cooking was really hard to say. He thought about it, yes. Altria asked:

"Should compressed cookies go in?"

"Lan decided...wait, which one is better?"

For the undefeated Knight King, the question of food seems to always be in a relatively high level sequence. The original formulaic answer has changed halfway, and Altria seems to have successfully attracted attention.

Yin Lan breathed a sigh of relief after the conversation. He who has a deep understanding of young girls naturally knows that she is not only very good at eating, but also very picky about the taste of food. It is just that she can't look delicate in the military. It was possible to see her gnawing at the same rations as ordinary soldiers with a serious face.

"If you put it in, it will change the taste. The taste of compressed biscuits will overwhelm the umami taste of the food."

"Oh, what if you don't let it go?"

"If you don't let it go, the soup will probably be delicious, but accordingly, you can only eat compressed biscuits like bread."

"Ok……"

Altria looked serious and thought for a while, and confirmed to Yin Lan: "Lan, do you still bring those spices?"

"Also bring it with you, add it when you are seasoning before preparing to cook it."

"That's it! Then I won't let go."

Gourmets make a choice. Instead of eating one kind of ordinary food, Altria prefers to choose two kinds of food, one good and one bad.

"Okay, don't let it go."

Yin Lan looked at the corners of Altria's mouth unconsciously. After all, for those who cook, seeing what the diners look forward to is the greatest appreciation.

"But having said that, Lan, you seem to have a talent for cooking."

"Huh? Why do you say that?"

"Because, you haven't been to learn, but the things you make are always delicious. It was when you boarded at Eckert's house."

Recalling that the atmosphere of the girl's body gradually eased in the past, she remembered that everyone spent the night in the wild when traveling in various countries, and every time it was time to cook, the famous knights of the round table pushed back and forth on this errand. Unwilling.

Don't even look at these guys being good at cutting people, but when it comes to this subtlety, it's horrible.Originally, everyone was born noble, and inherited the buff of the British chef's choice of the day. As you can imagine, they have what they really do.

It wasn't until Yin Lan made a pot of chowder soup that the disputes subsided. He gloriously became the barman of the Wild Survival Team of the Knights of the Round Table. As long as he cooks, everyone is very diligent, hunting prey, hunting prey, and collecting firewood. He's picking up firewood.

Until later, if Yin Lan is not in the team, everyone will hurry up and try not to spend the night in the wild. After all, this group of noble lords are very awkward. It is difficult to accept such things as eating compressed biscuits before they join the army. .

"It's not that I made it delicious, it's because you made it too unpalatable."

Yin Lan said desperately while stirring the soup with a clean wooden stick.

"Tell me about your recipe, stewed lamb brains with milk, who the hell came up with a good idea? What's the matter of seasoning after it is cooked? Is that delicious?"

"Yes, it should be almost the same."

"Huh? Almost? Much worse!"

Yin Lan seems to have also entered the chef mode, taunting:

"Did they drink milk when they were young, drink water and then swallow the milk powder? It's the same in their stomachs anyway?"

"Well, didn't you say that Gao Wenqing's cooking skills are okay?"

"He can make mashed potatoes, but he only knows how to mash potatoes. Didn't you find that Gareth sees the potato face all green? It is estimated that this is the case of Gawain, he is really not Russian?"

"Ah, the water is boiling."

Altria interrupted Yin Lan's complaint with a reminder. He took out a few small waterproof pockets and opened them one by one, containing salt, black pepper and other seasonings.

One by one, the appropriate amount of flavoring agent was poured into the boiling water. After waiting for another minute, Yin Lan removed the pot from the bonfire and tilted it to pour the fresh vegetable soup into two small bowls.

The soup is poured out, and the scent of red nose diffuses from the campfire. The good ecological environment of the magical realm can always produce satisfactory ingredients, and fresh ingredients are a quick way to form a delicious taste.

Perhaps this land was inhabited before the disaster of the magical revival, resulting in a lot of edible plants here, and Altria only found what she knew to bring.

The fresh fragrance of mushrooms, the sweetness of carrots, the thick taste of potatoes, the sweet and sour of tomatoes, and the different flavors of a variety of foods compose a sonata on the tip of the tongue. It is seasoned with salt, black pepper and other spices. The hot fresh vegetable soup is simply mouth watering.

The temptation of the food in front of her is so powerful, even though it is not Altria's favorite meat, but the strong fragrance still makes her move her index finger.

She picked up a bowl and blew it cautiously, and then took a little bit. The delicious taste made her forget her words for a while, and the warm soup swallowed as if flowing into her limbs, making her whole body warm. of.

Yin Lan smiled knowingly as she looked at Altria, who was opposite, squinting her eyes, her face flushed, and her cute face blowing in a small mouth, and she also picked up the bowl.

Food can't be disappointed, the other is...If you don't eat it, you will lose it!

Chapter 58 Each Mind

Altria's appetite is really an unsolved mystery.