The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 58: Blood-stained dinner (part 2)
Jonah opened his eyes.
Elliott stood by the house and turned to look at him: "Look, it's over."
"Eat and eat!" Sibi clapped his hands and jumped off the roof, rushing to the cauldron. Toba and Elliott talked and laughed and walked over, Long Ji patted Jona on the back and left. Yekong took the corpse away.
People appear from nowhere. From the crevices of the countless low stone houses in the cherry crossing, from the darkness where the light on Jona's staff can't shine, from the long-term opposition and guard.
Jonah had never seen so many people, and never imagined that Cherry Du had accommodated so many people.
People have smiles on their faces, although there may be blood on their hands; chatting, like close brothers. Shrugging shoulders, people gathered in the central square, in front of the old man's beef risotto.
Jonah stood on the roof, looking at them blankly; many people raised their heads, squinted, and nodded at Jonah friendly.
Some familiar faces appeared. Mr. Hachime. The fallen mage Jeff Tower in room a77 (his employer Mr. Dan did not show up). VIPs in V-class guest rooms dressed in untimely banquet costumes. Gwadar of the "Debris" team.
In the long history of Cherry Du, the sacred moment of enjoying the old man’s beef risotto on the night of the rent-paying day is a customary moment of truce. At this moment, there is no hire or employment, friends and enemies, only a group of people Different from the past, the residents of the Western Continent hiding under the wings of their father during the chaos of the war, the gathering under the stars turned into a daytime party lit up by the astrologer apprentices with illuminated star arrays.
The body was cleaned up. The black crowd filled the square, and the buzzing laughter ignited the air. The old man mumbled dissatisfiedly in the room and rolled over.
"It smells so good~" Sibi lay on the edge of the pot, sniffing hot steam through her small nostrils.
"Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, Master Eight Eyes is here." Jonah picked up the little grasshopper and put it on his shoulder, took off the little round hat, and stepped back respectfully.
The crowds parted, Mr. Yamoku tied his red hair with a white ribbon, wore a blue dress, rolled up his sleeves, and strode forward. Behind her were several strong men, each holding a large stack of porcelain plates.
Mr. Hachime stood in front of the cauldron, picked up the ladle, and said loudly, "It’s time to eat beef risotto again. First of all, thank you guys from St. Boren for illuminating us every night these days. In the few nights they left on their mission, I believe many people suffered from insomnia. Brightness is the best thing, isn’t it?"
People laughed and applauded. Jonah's face flushed. He wanted to hide somewhere, but he was the only one standing high on the roof. The astrologer apprentice clenched the staff unconsciously, so that the illuminating star array emitted a flickering light.
"The old rules, don't grab anyone, you have a share. Oh...this year's risotto is different. Blond knight, can you tell me what ingredients dad used?" Mr. Hachime held up. After a spoonful of risotto smelled, he turned to ask Elliott.
"Of course, ma'am." The rose knight took the first two steps. "Just now we felt the smell is slightly different. As far as we can tell, today's beef risotto uses bazelard bison, sweet red pepper, Onions, shallots, cream, red pepper powder, carrots, garlic, black pepper, cinnamon, nutmeg, cloves, Zawi Empire Epton Manor red wine, salt and white rice. Compared with the previous month, the consumption of black pepper has been increased. , Reducing the amount of cinnamon and cream, so the sweetness will be weakened, and the spiciness will increase a bit; but a new material has brought a key change in the tone of the beef risotto, an iron-containing, salty and fresh Flavored accessories. It’s a novel method. We look forward to the taste of risotto."
"You can't even tell what you added." Mr. Hachime waved his hand.
"Chicken soup, it must be chicken soup." A big-bellied V-class guest shouted.
"According to the Oriental recipe, it might be soy sauce cream." said the black-haired man with a spear.
"I heard that there is a kind of salty rock in the Bazelal Mountains, thrown into the water and boiled to make a ready-made fresh soup. The locals use it to cook a weird ingredient called tri-nematode. The old man is Bazela. Erren, perhaps, is this kind of salt and rock soup." said the gloomy voice. It is the fallen mage Jeff Tower.
"Hey, three nematodes!" Sibi sat on Toba's shoulders, shaking his feet restlessly.
The buzzing discussion is getting louder and louder. Jonah was surprised that the guests were so interested in the boring topic of risotto.
The old man tossed around in the room, humming, and finally sitting up and shouting: "It's blood! You fools, there is an unlucky ghost on the roof, and his blood flows into my rice pot. It’s just blood! I’m so annoying to eat now and then go back to sleep!"
"Oh, it's blood..." People suddenly realized that they were eager to try.
"In the East, people treat blood as their main cooking ingredient," said the black-haired man.
"I heard that the soup made from blood is delicious!" The big-bellied V-class guest said yearningly.
Only a guy in a long robe muttered: "I am a devout believer. The creator and **** Sheila taught us not to eat blood, especially the blood of four-hoofed animals..."
"Are people a four-hoofed animal?" Someone stabbed him next to him.
"That's right! I'm so stupid!" The man's eyes lit up, and he flicked the triangle silver pendant on his neck that represents the master of writing and painting, Sheila, behind his neck, and squeezed into the middle of the square.
Mr. Hachime knocked the edge of the pot with a spoon, "Don’t squeeze, don’t squeeze, one plate per person, you are not allowed to come back after eating, do you hear?" She filled a spoonful of risotto and buckled it on the porcelain plate. , Handed it to Toba next to him: "Here, to your little girl, she is gluttonous."
"Thank you Sister Bamu!" Sibi cheered, took the plate from the head of the room, took the small silver spoon, put the red and attractive beef risotto into his mouth, chewed twice. He closed his eyes contentedly, and let out a delicious sigh from his nostrils.
People crowded in greedily. Mr. Hachime clamored to maintain order while serving plates of risotto to everyone.
The sound of chewing, the clash of tableware, the sigh of satisfaction and the sound of admiration filled the space. Everyone stood in the bright night of Cherry Du, enjoying the special beef risotto of the old man after the rent payment day side by side, with a pleasant expression. The atmosphere is harmonious.
Jona glanced around. Elliott, Toba, and even Yekong picked up the plate.
"Hey, boy, I've reserved it especially for you. It's hard work." Mr. Hachime stretched out his arms on tiptoes, and handed a large plate of steaming risotto on the roof.
"Thanks...Thank you, madam." Jonah bent over to greet him, motioning to hold the staff in his hand, which is not convenient for eating.
"Of course." Mr. Hachime smiled, "The last is the best." She herself took a small half plate and enjoyed it.
The risotto is very fragrant. The soft stewed beef is piled on the white rice mixed in the thick wine-red sauce, which makes people look like they move their index fingers. Jonah hadn't eaten anything since noon, and his stomach was groaning a long time ago, but he didn't have any appetite when he looked at the tempting meal, and felt sick in his heart.
What's wrong with you guys?
Jonah wanted to ask people who were laughing and tasting food. Don't you remember? In this meal, there is the flesh and blood of a living person!
He has seen murders. But I haven't seen this kind of indifference after killing. Yingtaodu's indifference made his hair horrified.