Another three days passed in a blink of an eye. During these three days, Boom and Christine humbly asked Camus for advice and doubts. Although the other person was not a magician, his long life made him know everything and speak endlessly.
Kristine felt that she seemed to have made a big step forward in the realm of peak. The most obvious thing is that her "Shading Technique" is more skillful.
And Boom naturally benefited a lot. Compared with Christine's orthodox academic guidance, Camus's "wild path" seems to be more in line with his actual situation. From spell-casting skills to how to judge the opponent in advance
Spells and moves are very practical things, and they are also secrets that many powerful people are unwilling to teach through words and deeds.
"No one can balance fighting spirit and magic power at the same time. Even if they can, they will end up focusing on one and losing the other due to lack of energy."
"When you encounter problems, you have to learn to look at them from another angle. If my theory is correct, then the 'spiritual energy' that comes from different sources will naturally no longer need to be subdivided into fighting spirit or magic power."
"So magic power can be said to be another way of presenting fighting spirit, and fighting spirit is just another form of magic power. You only need to use magic power to imitate fighting spirit, and then fuse this fighting spirit with the magic power in your body, then you can create something
Plant something new, that is the supreme existence that can subvert the world!"
After Camus said that, he stood up and walked out of the wooden house. As for Boom, he sat there blankly, sometimes frowning, sometimes his eyes flashing. He really needed time to digest this completely untouched knowledge, and
He vaguely felt that this was the right direction for him, and that was the most terrifying thing about space magicians.
After walking out of the wooden house, Camus once again turned into an extremely ordinary old troll. After spending countless dried meats and white bread in the past three days, he had already gained the friendship of the trolls. The children kept coming.
Running around him, women and ogre men all smiled and bowed and saluted.
Camus wandered leisurely among the ogre tribe, and finally came to Rikka. This little girl happened to be cooking Boom and Christine's lunch. This is her habit, she is used to looking at the people she cares about.
Eating is the happiest scene.
"Is this how you always cook steak? Is it often so hard that it's hard to swallow? Or maybe the surface is mushy, but the inside is still raw?"
"When frying steak, first the pan must be preheated and very, very hot. Because only in this way, after the steak is put into the pan, the high temperature will quickly seal the surface of the meat, so that the delicious meat can be cooked
The gravy is locked inside."
"Of course, I personally recommend using Orc butter throughout the process, and it is 'fried' rather than 'fried', so you don't need too much, just a thin layer."
"Finally, there are only two best seasonings for steak, one is 'sea salt' and the other is 'black pepper'. As for other spices, they seem a bit superfluous. In addition, the steak itself must be thick enough.
Only in this way can the user eat 'wildly'."
After Camus saw Rikka's skill at frying steak, he couldn't help but remind him. Rikka, who was enjoying making lunch, stopped the shovel in his hand and looked at the other party with a suspicious face.
A head full of white hair, countless wrinkles, plus seven iron rings on one side, and a fang broken from the root on the other side. Although Rikka recognized Camus's strength, she was not sure that the other party would still do it.
Rice, and he is a far better cook than himself.
"Oh? From your tone, it sounds like you're good at cooking too? I'll leave it to you to prepare Sister Christine's lunch today. But first, let's talk about it, she's a vegetarian and doesn't eat eggs.
The kind that don’t eat.”
When Rikka saw the other party acting like an elder was teaching the younger ones, Rikka became furious. However, she still took out the butter, sea salt, and black pepper from the dimensional space. She will fry the steak according to the other party's instructions today. Anyway, whoever eats it
It's also Boom, not herself.
Muttering and grumbling, Rikka started by cleaning the blood. As for the previous piece of steak, it had already been completely eaten by the ogre children.
Camus was not angry when he heard this. After thinking for a few minutes, he asked the ogre woman beside him for some "mustard greens". Since the other party was a vegetarian, he would naturally not cook any meat. But
Even if these humble wild vegetables are inconspicuous, Camus is confident that he can turn them into delicious delicacies.
After cleaning, select the tenderest part. Throw it all into the iron pot, blanch it in water for ten seconds, and then immediately put it into the stream water. That one-stop action fully reveals the strength of the peak powerhouse.
Half a minute later, Camus took out the mustard greens and clenched them dry. The ogre woman's kitchen knife danced and left an afterimage, and the eggs were instantly stirred into egg liquid.
The soft and tender tofu has already been cut into small dices. After taking a bath in boiling water, the originally smooth and tender appearance becomes even more charming.
Cleaning the iron pot again, Camus casually shot out a ball of vindictive light. He saw the firewood burning like the scorching sun, but then it gradually became docile. The diced tofu and carrots were put into the pot at the same time. Five minutes later, his whole body was covered with salt and various ingredients.
Mustard greens for growing spices also came one after another.
The blisters burst, and the charming fragrance spread out. Many troll women gathered around, some whispered, and some actually imitated it.
"Fortunately, I have some sesame oil left in my storage bag. This is the soul of shepherd's purse tofu soup. Without it, it would look completely different."
"Grand Magister Christine, would you like this shepherd's purse tofu soup?"
Camus held a clay bowl and walked up to Christine with a smile. Christine smiled and nodded slightly, then took a sip, and the smile on her face became brighter.
"Hmph! Sister Christine, if you like it so much, you can go and live in the Duanmao Mountains from now on. Rikka is so useless, everyone bullies me!"
After Rikka saw Christine's satisfied look, she already knew the answer without asking. And she had secretly tasted it before, so she had to say that Camus' cooking skills were really superb.
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"Rikka, you don't have to be so depressed. Today's steak was very delicious and seems to be more tender than before." Boom saw the frustrated look on his sister's face and said immediately. However, this sentence directly caused
Rikka went berserk, and the little girl ran back to the wooden house after saying a few words.
"Brother, you idiot! This is the steak Rikka cooked according to the old guy's instructions! Rikka is angry today. You two should cook yourselves. Oh, it's best to let the old guy cook it. It's delicious, isn't it!"<
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The little girl's roar echoed throughout the tribe. All the ogres present were stunned for a moment when they heard the sound, but then they burst out laughing.
"There is a special aroma in this shepherd's purse tofu soup. What did you add to it?" Christine naturally wouldn't think that Rikka really planned to skip making dinner, at least she wouldn't let herself and Boom go hungry. Therefore.
She thanked Camus again for his kindness, and then asked with a smile.
"Of course it's my secret recipe. I've lived alone for nearly a thousand years, and my only hobby is cooking. That little girl Rikka is very good. She can have such great cooking skills at such a young age, but it's just too much.
So childish."
"You can come to me when you have time. I will stay in the ogre tribe during this period. On the one hand, it is rare to meet you three outstanding young people. On the other hand, since it is fate, then I will deal with the ogre tribe easily.
question."
It was rare that Camus didn't directly answer Christine's doubts, and it was rare that he showed another side of him that he rarely showed. Everyone started eating lunch with a smile. As for the pot of "shepherd's purse tofu soup", it had already been eaten by the ogre children.
Cleaned up.
"Butter, black pepper, sea salt, what else? Hum, Rikka will definitely cook more delicious steaks in the future, so that he won't lose to an old man."
Rikka, who returned to the wooden house, was recording the method of frying steak. Just as Christine thought, she was not really angry, but felt that she was a little embarrassed.