Hilliard has tasted a lot of delicacies, and the dishes made by Ian are not top-notch among the many delicacies he has eaten in his life, and can only be regarded as local delicacies.
But regardless of who his original chef was, and how readily available the ingredients and seasonings were, just the fact that his apprentice cooked it himself was enough for the old knight to whet his appetite.
"It's a pity that I didn't learn this craft back then."
With a sigh, Hilliard looked at the stewed oyster steak in front of him at the dining table and couldn't help but nodded slightly.
The kneaded monster meat is soft, tender and fragrant, floating in the brown sauce water. The berries that have been stewed and rotten in the soup base are melting, making the juice thicker and more delicious.
The oysters on top of the steak were trembling even more. Ian controlled the heat just right, allowing them to fully absorb the sauce and become fully cooked but not aged at all.
The carefully selected thick white mist grade oysters tasted great. The old knight picked up a piece and put it into his mouth. He chewed it for a while and swallowed it. The unique texture and taste of the seafood mixed with the animal's meat oil made him unable to help but
Applause: "If you can eat food like this every day, even the Royal Restaurant in the imperial capital will feel tasteless in the future!"
This is naturally an exaggeration. The Royal Restaurant in the imperial capital specializes in entertaining nobles and officials. The quality of the food used and the depth of the royal chef's cooking skills are beyond the reach of an ordinary cooking enthusiast like Ian. Not to mention ordinary monsters, even many Asians
Dragon meat has also appeared. In addition to being delicious, it also has extraordinary effects, almost like a magic potion.
But in Hilliard's view, with his apprentice's level, the ingredients he would be able to obtain in the future would naturally be far better than any restaurant, and as a truly powerful sublimator, it would be natural for him to master higher cooking skills.
He always ate seriously, but Ian didn't eat.
The boy just looked at his teacher's face seriously, as if he wanted to scan every detail.
"What? Don't you want to eat?"
Hilliard was naturally aware of this. Over the past few months, he was never polite to Ian, nor did he break the rule that the teacher ate first. Usually, the two of them ate, and then cooked for Elan.
Order milk, soup, porridge, or minced meat, and then train when it's time to train, and go to class when it's time to go to school, without procrastinating.
He looked at Ian with some confusion, trying to figure out what his student was looking at.
But after a moment of silence, Ian just said one word softly.
"wrinkle."
The boy said almost solemnly: "Teacher, the wrinkles on your face are getting more and more."
After returning home, Hilliard naturally dispelled Oceana's mimicry and returned to his original appearance.
Although the old knight from a few months ago was said to be old, it was essentially just because he had long gray-brown hair and a calm and majestic aura. In terms of face alone, he could only be considered to be over middle-aged at most.
But now, wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes and forehead, making him look more and more old.
"Yeah?"
Hilliard heard Ian's words, but he was not surprised. He looked sideways at the soup on the side, and restored his current face from the blurry reflection: "It's indeed a lot more, not deliberately.
To suppress is what it is.”
Turning back, the old knight smiled: "Ian, how old do you think I am?"
"Fifty or sixty?"
Ian was also unsure of Hilliard's age. He had obviously gone through a lot, but his mentality was quite young, and he could even be said to be quite ambitious... Of course, it was also possible that the old man recalled this when facing him as a child.
I have lost my former high-spiritedness, but no matter how I think about it, I am never too old.
"Seventy-four."
He said softly, Hilliard picked up a piece of steak and put it into his mouth. He chewed the meat and bones together, his eyes lowered: "The sublimated ones have enough power to change the world, but in the final analysis, they have only developed in the past few hundred years.
Since the perfected skills specialize in the development of strength, they will not be of much help to the extension of life."
"Yes, a powerful Ascended One can live over one hundred and twenty years old. The record of the longest-lived Ascending One is one hundred and fifty-five years old. But who has never fought or been injured? Whose inheritance is perfect and everything in the body is
There is no conflict in the sublimated organ, not even the slightest flaw?"
"These will cause a loss of life, because the road we step on is already rugged and difficult to navigate."
Saying this, Hilliard turned his head, looked at Ian, and said seriously: "Child, you must also remember that neither blood nor true form is perfect. They all have flaws, and we need to check for them.
To fix the leaks, in addition to sublimating our own bodies, souls, spirits and wills, we also need to sublimate the longer road ahead for those who come after us.”
He read out the proverb: "Only when wisdom lasts forever, order will last forever."
"By the way, let's talk about this."
Hilliard seemed to have thought of something. He smiled and said: "Ian, I have been able to extract the highest grade of pure water, and the fusion of the potion can be carried out now."
When he ate the sea otter steak, he knew that Ian had obtained the crystal bone. In this way, all the magic potion materials for the sand armor apprentice had been gathered.
"Um."
How could Ian not hear that his teacher didn't want to talk to him about his predicament? The other person changed the topic, but didn't say, 'Why did he suddenly have a lot of wrinkles when he was fine before?' He had learned this from two months ago.
I can see this, but I have always been avoided by the other party.
Now, since Hilliard talked about potions, he could only sigh in his heart, and then continued: "I tried to kill the leader sea otter, and its crystal bones are much bigger than I thought.
,Would this be redundant?”
"Of course not. The size of the potion does not matter. Its essence is to absorb the essence of all things and transform the essence of life."
Hilliard nodded and smiled: "I knew you could accomplish your goal, so I have asked for leave from work tomorrow so that if something unexpected happens, I can help take care of it."
Having said that, Hilliard's tone clearly showed that he didn't think Ian would fail at all.
As a teacher, he is more confident than Ian himself.
True Form Inheritance: Fudo Castle has five stages, corresponding to energy levels one to five, and the stage corresponding to the first energy level is the 'Sand Armor Apprentice'.
The main ingredients of the Sand Armor Apprentice's potion are one part of the 'Warcraft Sublimation Organ with the ability to control sand, stone and soil', one part of the 'World of Warcraft Sublimation Organ with the ability to strengthen the body', and the auxiliary ingredients are 100 ml of purified water, 10 ml of pure silicon
Gram, fifteen grams of fertile soil leaves (commonly known as blood grass).
There is no need to talk about other scattered small ingredients, they are all cheap things that can be easily bought in the market.
Unlike bloodline inheritance, the main materials of bloodline inheritance can never be changed, and the auxiliary materials can be more arbitrary. In true form inheritance, not only the main materials can be replaced casually as long as they meet the conditions, but the basic functions of the auxiliary materials are basically the same as long as they are not too different.
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"Eat something first. You don't need to take the magic potion on an empty stomach. Rather, although it is meant to be drunk, if you are willing, injecting it into your blood vessels with a syringe will have the same effect, but it will be more intense.
"
At Hilliard's urging, Ian took a few bites of the meat pot. It was indeed delicious and rich. Although it didn't melt in your mouth, the taste was indeed excellent.
But at this moment, he was a little less moody.
Carrying the seafood porridge cooked on the other side and walking into his brother's room, Ian went to feed Ellan again.
"Brother...it's delicious!"
Biting the spoon firmly and making a vague sound, this is the highest praise that Elan can give.
Ian laughed. He tugged at the corner of Ellan's mouth and took out the spoon: "Look what you said, next time it will be 'Friend, it's delicious', right?"
"Eat!" The child obviously didn't understand what his brother was saying, so he just patted the table and repeated it energetically.
"Snack food."
Ian was very happy to see Ellan becoming more and more able to express his thoughts and ideas.
According to this trend, the other party should be able to completely return to normal before the age of six or seven. The Terran people's physique is indeed beyond his imagination. High-grade sedative drugs such as sleeping powder cannot have a permanent impact on the nerves.
Feeling much better, Ian turned around and saw Hilliard staying at the door of the room.
"Don't worry. I've checked on Elan's problem. He is very smart, his brain development has not been affected, and there are no abnormalities on his body."
Looking at Elan, the old knight said calmly: "To be honest, he should be healthier than you were at the same age. At least he has never been hungry."
"correct."
Seemingly remembering something, Hilliard nodded and said: "If nothing happens today, you can become a true sublimator... To celebrate this moment, I have specially prepared a gift for you."
"Huh?"
Ian was really surprised. He blinked and then laughed: "Then I'm really looking forward to it, teacher."
He won't guess what other people's gifts are without understanding. It's rare to be confused in everything, just wait for surprises.
and……
What a...somewhat clumsy guy.
Are you afraid that I will feel unhappy about being fooled? You came over and brought up the topic so abruptly, are you afraid that I will get sulky and you really treat me like a child?
"The teacher must have never taken care of children before."
Thinking of this, Ian couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Forget it, an old man in his seventies must have his own plans."
"He's not even afraid. I can only watch and help him. The worst I can do is provide for him in old age."
The threat from the natives is not worth mentioning, my brother's sequelae are gradually being cured, my own potion is about to be completed, everything is going smoothly and for the better.
This kind of life... isn't bad at all.
With this in mind, Ian and Hilliard returned to the dining table and happily finished the rest of the meal.
In the evening, under the guidance of Hilliard, Ian began to take the magic potion of the sand armor apprentice.