Although it felt inappropriate, Shabi finally succumbed to Bruno's power.
Just eat!
But, the question is...where are the chickens?
Looking at the large piece of mud that his master dug out from the charcoal fire, Sabi looked at a loss.
Shabi was not here when the cook was preparing the whole chicken.
So, he really couldn't figure out what his master wanted to do. Could it be that he wanted to... chew mud?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder. He didn't seem to have done anything wrong recently...
After a period of roasting over a charcoal fire, the mud wrapping the beggar's chicken has revealed a crack and looks hard and dry.
Bruno didn't know where he found a knife, and he slapped the back of the knife on the large piece of mud wrapping the chicken body.
The outermost layer of mud suddenly cracked, and then...
The chicken wrapped in mud and roasted into black charcoal was revealed...
Burnt!
Bruno looked at the beggar's chicken that had been burned to black charcoal in front of him, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
Sure enough... for novices, the success rate of making beggar's chicken is really not high.
Fortunately, I had the foresight to let the cook prepare several chickens and roast them with different levels of flame.
I hope the others can succeed...
Shabi, who was sitting aside, stared blankly at this thing that popped up after the mud cracked... It was quite dark, and although it looked like a chicken, he could do anything with it.
not understand……
I must have offended the Earl!
Otherwise, how could Master Bruno let himself eat such a thing?
You must know that my lord, the earl, has extremely profound knowledge in cooking all kinds of food. However, all the meals made under the guidance of the earl are all delicious and delicious.
But today...
Shabi's eyes were filled with tears. No matter what, since the earl asked him to eat it, he could just eat it himself!
I saw him tremblingly picking up a piece of black stuff with his trembling hands, then he was heartbroken, closed his eyes tightly, and reluctantly opened his mouth...
"What are you doing?"
Just when Sabi was about to put the piece of burnt chicken into his mouth, Bruno's surprised voice came over.
Bruno knew in his heart that compared to this world, the taste of beggar's chicken is indeed good, but...does the beggar's chicken that has been roasted to char also have such charm?
Hearing Bruno's voice, Shabi finally stopped what he was doing and asked cautiously: "My lord, weren't you the one who let the villain eat chicken?"
"If you lose that thing, how can you still eat it?" Bruno suddenly became happy when he heard Sabi's silly words.
Shabi, this kid, maybe he has been shoveling shit for a long time. He feels like he looks a little stupid recently...
But yes, Shabi is not only collecting feces all day long, but also processing feces. If he is not distributing feces, he is on the way to distribute feces...
On the other hand, Liszt, who was originally a bit silly, has changed his temperament since he became the director of the Idar Immigration Administration. Although he is still a bit dull in handling things, he is much stronger than before.
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But on the other hand, Shabi has to deal with feces all day long...
Bruno shook his head, forget it, don’t think about it anymore, if you continue to think about it, even the beggar chicken in front of you will not smell good...
From another charcoal fire, he dug out a large piece of beggar's chicken wrapped in soil. He tapped it lightly with the back of a knife, and the outer layer of soil cracked.
This time, a faint fragrance came from the mud.
Beggar's Chicken, done!
Peeling off the shiny lotus leaves wrapping the chicken body, you can see the delicate chicken that has been roasted over charcoal fire and turned into a light yellow...
Bruno carefully tore off an oily chicken leg with his hands. Although it was still a little hot, the alluring aroma always tantalized Bruno's taste buds.
After blowing a few breaths with his mouth, Bruno couldn't wait to put the beggar's chicken into his mouth when the roasted chicken legs were no longer so hot.
The delicate chicken exudes an alluring aroma wrapped in honey and sauce. The aroma exuded by the beggar's chicken makes up for the lack of taste. As soon as the soft chicken touches the tip of your tongue, you can feel the pure taste of the chicken.
The fresh flavor makes people reluctant to swallow it.
The aroma of lotus leaves is not strong, but this light fragrance can stimulate people's appetite, making people want to stop and move their index fingers.
Looking at Bruno who was eating deliciously, Shabi's Adam's apple couldn't help but roll. It was really... so delicious...
It turns out...it's not that the earl has a problem with him, but the cook who makes the food has a problem with him!
Although Shabi wanted to eat, but looking at Bruno eating deliciously, he swallowed and held back...
How can you compete with your own lord for something to eat?
Bruno still couldn't stand it, so he tore off a chicken leg for Shabby as a reward for Shabby's diligent shoveling of shit.
After all, in Bruno's opinion, giving his subordinates some small favors from time to time is also a way to win people's hearts.
"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"
While Shabi thanked him repeatedly, he quickly and carefully took it with his hand. This is called a flower chicken, and it smells really good...
He put the oily chicken legs into his mouth with anticipation. Immediately, the delicate taste of the chicken and the delicate fragrance of the lotus leaves bloomed in Shabi's mouth. Delicious food!
This is much more delicious than the pieces of black pudding my master gave me in the past!
Shabi ate so voraciously that even the bones on the chicken legs were not broken and swallowed into his stomach. This is the feeling of happiness...
"master……"
After Shabi swallowed the last piece of chicken into his stomach, he finally asked: "Your Majesty, Earl, I wonder how the pesticide should be distributed after it is produced?"
"First distribute it to the serfs who farm for us for free. After all, most of the harvest from the fields they farm belongs to me."
"As for other civilians... there is no need to charge too much. It is enough to charge five copper coins to each civilian household that owns fields every quarter. However, if the number of fields owned exceeds a certain range, they will also be charged
Civilians charge extra fees. As for the specific amount and implementation details, you should think about it carefully and then write a document and give it to me for review another day." Bruno thought for a moment and then said.
"As you command, my lord."
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The author's talent for naming is almost zero, so...
Question: What is a better name for the sea east of Idar Territory?