Tuvia looked at the plates of dark things on the table, frowned, and looked up at Jungster.%&*”;
The other party seemed to have understood the meaning in her eyes, so she lowered her head and remained silent.
"Jongst, is this your first time cooking?" Tuvia asked lightly, with no displeasure on his face.
If she was not mistaken, the dark thing on the table was bread made from emmer wheat.
"Yes." Jung's voice was extremely low. There was an abnormal blush on his face.
Tuvia glanced at Nut, who seemed to find it difficult to swallow the food on the table.
A plate of fried and battered dried fish, some vegetables that I don’t know what they were, and some bread that could taste delicious with rocks.
Tuvia has to say that such food can completely make people lose their appetite.
They were used to eating the delicacies of Monset, and when they came to this remote place in the countryside, not to mention the lack of ingredients, every meal consisted of pickled salted fish, as well as bread and beer begged from the strange old man Zallena.
Now that the food I had stored up was all gone, I didn’t expect that the only thing I looked forward to was Jungster’s craftsmanship like this.
Tuvia is very picky about eating. After taking a look at the food on the table, she no longer had any interest in it.
Jungst saw what she meant. He hurriedly said with concern, "Princess, why don't you let Jungst go to Chief Zahle again and ask for some bread?"
Nut also looked at her with big eyes.
It seemed that as long as she nodded, the two of them would set off immediately, competing to see who could get the bread from Zaler faster.
Tuvia shook her head, "Forget it, let's do it ourselves. We have to live in Tonimu Town for a while. It's not good to keep bothering others."
They all stopped talking. Tuvia glanced at the date palm tree above her head. The strings of dates above had turned red and hung heavily among the leaves of the date palm tree.
Tuvia's eyes flashed and she had an idea. i^ "Nute, go pick a bunch of dates."
"yes."
Nut stood up immediately. He climbed up the thick trunk nimbly, and then pulled off a large bunch of dates with one hand.
Jungst was taller. She immediately ran to the tree to help him.
Just like that, within a short time, they picked many red dates.
Tuvia walked over and took a look. Jungster wrapped it in a square linen cloth.
She looked at Tuvia suspiciously, "Does the princess want to eat it?"
Jungst is always like a curious baby. It's not that she is an idiot in life, but Tuvia's behavior always makes her feel strange. You must know that in Egypt, dates are generally used after they are dried in the sun.
Tuvia nodded but still had no intention of explaining. It had become her habit to go her own way.
"Take it and wash it and bring it to the kitchen later."
Although Jungster had questions, she did not continue to ask. Everyone was hungry because of her failed dinner.
The only thing she could do now was wash her hands thoroughly.
Nutley jumped down from the tree neatly. He didn't look at Jungster, and his expression was slightly complaining.
Jungster gave him a cold look and said, "Nut, come here and wash these dates."
Nut did not answer. He raised his slender chin and curled the corners of his mouth, as if with great ridicule.
This made Jungst, who failed to cook, very crazy. "You damn boy. See if I don't deal with you later."
He turned around and washed the dates on his hands. Nut looked at his back and smiled, then went to the kitchen to help Tuvia.
At this time, Tuvia was kneading the dough in her hands. Her hands were very dexterous, but after a while, she kneaded several pieces of dough until they were shiny.
Jungster washed the dates and handed them to Tuvia. Nut was very clever and seemed to learn these things instantly. He helped to light the fire and pour oil. He also helped Tuvia pass some things.
Rongst stood at the door and looked at the two people busy in front of her leisurely. She looked lazy. She was secretly proud when neither of them paid attention to her.
After a while………
Nut came out with a plate of golden bread. When he put it on the table, Tuvia also came out.
She was holding a plate of recooked fried fish and vegetables.
Jungster wanted to step forward to help, but Nut got in front of him.
Tuvia handed the two plates in her hand to Nut. She followed him back to the table.
Jungster, however, looked at Nut's back with a look of extreme hatred and cursed in his heart.
Ever since she got the oil bottle she brought back along the way, she and Tuvia had less conversations.
Jungster didn't like this kid. He always thought that Nut had taken away her position in Tuvia's heart.
She walked over gloomily. Tuvia didn't look at her, and Nut wouldn't even look at her.
She was a little angry and walked to the opposite side of Tuvia. She picked up a piece of bread and bit into it hard.
It seemed as if she was biting Nut's neck. But she didn't expect that as soon as he bit it, red juice flowed out. The feeling in the mouth was sour and sweet.
Jungster looked down at the bread in his hand in surprise.
"Princess, you put mashed date palm foam in this bread. Oh my God. It's so delicious."
Tuvia smiled and said nothing. After the meal, Jungster was the only one who praised her from time to time. The remaining two people were like statues and never said a superfluous word from beginning to end.
Tuvia has a dull temperament. She doesn't like to talk, and she also prefers to be quiet on weekdays.
In her previous life, her father's education mostly focused on Chinese elements. She should be silent while eating. This is the most basic etiquette.
Therefore, she developed this habit since she was a child.
As for Nut, he used to be a very talkative child, but due to family changes, he could no longer play and play like other children.
Because the courage on his shoulders was too heavy, the deep hatred, and the hatred of annihilating his family. Everything was shouldered on this twelve-year-old boy, and it seemed that he was so tired that he couldn't breathe.
late at night………..
Tuvia lay on the bed after taking a shower. She looked at the dark night sky and the starry stars through the window.
It seems that this is something she is used to doing every night when she comes here, staring at the night sky in a daze.
More than half a year had passed since she arrived in Egypt. During these seven or eight months, she still had difficulty adapting. She was incompatible with the ancient Egypt of more than 3,000 years ago.
She has adapted to everything in the high-tech era, and is even more accustomed to the fast-food culture. The city is brightly lit every night and the lights are on at night.
That kind of life raised her for twenty years. Although her mother passed away and her father disappeared, she still felt that there was still a deep concern for her there.
She originally explored Egypt for her father, but she didn't want to come here by accident. She didn't know if her father had returned home. If he found that his most beloved daughter was missing, would he be anxious?
Tuvia's eyes gradually became sad, and she took off her disguised strong shell. She was just a twenty-year-old young girl.
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