The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 13: Black Cat and the Chef (Part 1)

At this moment, the confusion caused by the mutual invasion of souls is put aside for the time being. Jonah stares at the steaming food on the table with a dull look. , After all, this red bowl of meat porridge is exactly the same as Toba’s in terms of shape, consistency, material and aroma. If it weren’t for the burial of Mr. Shi in the miracle grassland, Jonah would really doubt that it would be in the kitchen now. Standing the stalwart and simple-minded Bazelal farmer,

"Ellie, this...it's impossible..." He looked at the Rose Knight for help, and then almost fell off his jaw with a click. Elliott, who had always been the most cautious, had actually picked up the plate and cut it into pieces. Put a slice of tartary buckwheat bread into your mouth, with an intoxicated expression feeling the bitter and deep aroma of tartary buckwheat flour, "Oh, don't worry, Lord Jonah, please enjoy the food, we will explain later." Otter closed his eyes calmly,

"No way." The astrologer turned to look at the other partners,

Needless to say, Danny Stewart munching on the steak, Hannah began to enjoy the mixed vegetable pancakes, and Sibi had already finished a large glass of bazellar honey with the fried tri-nematodes, yelling for the waitress Adding wine, only Long Ji stared at the tempting purple mountain grapes blankly, picked up one with her slender fingers and placed it on her lips, her eyes were faint, she didn't know what she was thinking,

There are no magical fluctuations, and there is no strange taste in the food. If this is a trap, why bother to prepare everyone’s favorite food? Jonah secretly observes the surroundings. There is nothing else in the oriental-style tavern. The customer, through the window, shot into the blurry starlight. From this position, you can't see the high tower "Lizhu", only Suiyang City is quietly lying on the horizon, and the cool night breeze is blowing from the eastern grassland.

"Spelled it."

The smell of meat porridge penetrated into his nostrils, and Jona couldn't help but pick up a spoon and scoop a large spoonful into his mouth. The flavors of uncooked minced meat, milk, oats and tomatoes were lost by Bazelal Mountain Lizard's blood. Blended with ale and pepper to form a soft and glutinous taste and a full-bodied flavor. This is really a pure "mushroom farm" meat porridge cooked by Mr. Muro. The food flows down the esophagus like hot lava and in the stomach. Turning into a warm whirlpool, the warmth spread across the limbs and hundreds of skeletons. With just one bite, the whole body is full of strength. Jona couldn't think about it for a while, gulping the meat porridge in the bowl, and the memory scene of the cherry crossing. The curtain was replayed in front of my eyes, and in the shadow opposite the dining table, it seemed as if there was a smiling face of Lord Chamberlain bending over, rubbing his hands,

Long Ji finally put the purple mountain grape in her mouth, and took a light bite, the filling juice splashed all over, and the sweet and sour taste stretched the brows of the oriental woman,

No one spoke for a while, and the pitchfork partners were immersed in the touch of the food, and experienced the wonderful feeling of tens of thousands of taste buds jumping at the same time. After a full ten minutes, Danny reluctantly dropped the knife and fork. He picked up the plate and licked the gravy clean, and then let out a long breath: "Oh...that's how it feels...At this moment I suddenly understood the meaning of the last meal of the executed prisoner and wanted me to eat it. It doesn’t matter if you are going to be on the gallows..."

Sibi raised his neck and poured the last drop of honey in the cup into his mouth, with a blushing little face: "Bazelaer cuisine is the best. The essence of Western Continent’s food culture lies."

Hannah nodded and said: "If Dad's pancakes are considered to be Zawi Empire cuisine, then I admit that it is indeed of poor standard."

"Tartary buckwheat bread, as a famous product in the eastern part of the Red Clay Plain of St. Boren, has not been valued by the new generation pursuing exaggerated taste in recent years. In fact, in the war years, this kind of buckwheat bread is easy to make, durable in storage, and can provide fullness. Foods with stomach feeling and long aftertaste should be promoted vigorously." Rose Knight said,

"Toba's meat porridge can be considered as Bazeral cuisine, indeed... how to say it, although the taste is strange, but it is addictive." Jonah said,

Long Ji did not speak, and only one of the wild grapes in the plate was eaten, but the expression on the face of the oriental woman was obviously calmer than before,

At this time, the waitress wearing a moon-white coat and a turban appeared behind the counter and looked at the crowd with a smile: "Guest officials, are you satisfied with the supper?"

"Excellent." The male Stewart raised his thumb, took out a shiny gold coin from under his armpit, and patted it on the table with a "pop": "Check out. I will treat you today. I will never be stingy in front of such wonderful food."

"Thank you, guest officer, there are ninety pens in total. If converted into gold coins, there are sixty gold coins in total, thank you." The hostess smiled,

Danny immediately put away the gold coins and turned to face his partners, and said sternly: "This is really a black shop, let's slip away."

Elliott smiled and waved his hands. "Speaking of which, we have a good way to escape the account. We count one, two, and three, and then everyone should summon the lady boss to come out, OK, as long as she is willing to show up. You can avoid the bill."

"Agree." Jonah replied excitedly. He also figured out everything just now. Apart from the craftsmanship of the proprietress, there will be no other possibilities for these magical dishes.

Sibi and Long Ji looked at each other, Hannah also rarely smiled, everyone nodded in agreement, but Danny was still confused: "You know the boss, what name do you call? Cargo friend, you secretly tell me whether it’s okay, what's the situation?"

The waitress covered her face: "Oh, it's showing up again, where do you want to move now..."

"One, two,...three." The Rose Knight called out three numbers,

With smiles on the faces of the pitchfork partners, Elliott, Jonah, Sibi, Hanna, and Long Ji shouted out the names of the legendary proprietress:

"Mrs. Duran."

In the ancient fairy tales circulating in the Western Continent, there is a wandering cafe called "Black Cat", which is randomly opened in every corner of the mainland. Only good obedient children can open its door, "Black Cat". The owner, Mrs. Duran, will appear in various appearances and provide the most delicious cakes and drinks for good children. If the child recognizes Mrs. Duran and points to her and shouts out his wife’s name, the "black cat" will disappear. Before disappearing, Mrs. Duran will leave a pot of hot tea with magical powers. After drinking the tea, the child can fly into the sky, over the clouds, step on the stars, and go to the god’s home as a guest.

Jona and the others once met Madame Duran in the "cutting board" tavern in Sucasa Canyon. The tavern is a magical space where all scars and deaths do not exist, just like Duran. The lady mastered all the rules in the room. They drank the delicious moongrass tea, but failed to call Madame Duran’s name on the spot. The strangely changing corridors and the miraculously disappearing male waiter were signs, until they drank it. It may be after the meat porridge that appeared in the Eastern Continent that Jonah finally confirmed that this is the new "Black Cat" cafe, and the one who cooks the food in the back kitchen is the legendary Mrs. Duran.

"What." Danny almost stared out of his eyes,

The door to the back kitchen was opened, and an old grandmother in a blue apron came out. The white-haired lady boss looked like an Oriental. Her crow's feet eyes were dark brown, and her bright eyes looked like It doesn't correspond to the old face at all. As she walks, she pats the flour on her apron, muttering distressedly: "Oh, oh, it happened again, time and time again, when will she be a head..."

"Mrs. Duran." The pitchfork companions immediately gathered around, and the grandmother raised her head and took a look, and said in a little surprise: "Hey, the guy on the horse, the little guy in the blue robe, the green clothes. Little girl, black-haired woman, I have met you, are the other two your new partners."

"Yes, grandma." Sibi exclaimed excitedly, "this time we called your name, can you drink the legendary cup of tea, hurry up and bring it out."

Mrs. Duran narrowed her mouth: "Bah, baah, there are no legendary hot teas. Those are unreliable legends. Every time someone breaks his identity, he has to move in trouble. What can be celebrated, Bill, Jofanie, how did that legend spread."

The hotel attendant who had died just now opened the door curtain and walked in, crying and replied: "You forgot, about four hundred years ago, we helped a neurotic guy fulfill a wish and found a dragon. I took him to the sky for a lap, and it turned out to be like this..."

The oriental waitress transformed herself into a **** red-haired waitress. "The hot tea naturally refers to moongrass tea, but it has nothing to do with flying to the sky.,, by the way, last time you guys It was the last bit of moongrass tea. The stock of'Black Cat' is all used up. The Northern Continent has always looked like this. It is impossible to get new tea."

Mrs. Duran glared at the crowd: "I heard it, that's it, you don't need to pay the bill, let's go out quickly, we have to close the store as soon as possible, and sneak away before the landlord finds it out, saving the wet nausea The guy chased us for rent."

Danny Stewart has been dizzy all the time. At this moment, he heard the words "No need to pay" and immediately slipped out of the store. Elliott rode across and knocked on his forehead "Ping". Stopped the boy from the Stewart family, "Mr. Biller just said'wish'. If I'm not mistaken, you should fulfill a wish for everyone who calls your name, Mrs. Duran." Rose Knight There is a keen light in the eyes,

"Ah, **** it." The white-haired lady boss gave the waiter a vicious look, "What a mouthful, no one has said that it's been wronged for decades, wouldn't it be alright to keep going like this? Really... …Let’s talk about it, one for each person. That petty guy who wants to run away doesn’t count. He didn’t call my name."