"Brother let me go out, Liuhua promises not to cause trouble again! Woohoo, I'm so pitiful, I can only live in the wooden house with the big fat bugs every day, uh...Brother, I'm helping him refill a cup of leopard
Milk, add less sugar this time."
Rikka leaned on the female contract beast, sucking the leopard's milk while chewing the finest troll meat jerky. If she hadn't seen those ghostly cries and howls with her own eyes, she might have been deceived by this little girl Rikka.
.
"You still have your brother with you, right? I don't plan to practice today. Whatever Rikka wants to talk about, my brother will stay with you until the end."
Boom put on the mage robe and walked out of the room with a wry smile. He really knew his silly sister very well. If the other party was really angry, how would he let him serve tea and water? And he had been listening to this kind of behavior for several years.
The sound of chewing snacks further proves that the other party is not abnormal at all.
"Oh, the high-level magician is finally willing to come out! What are you doing secretly hiding in the house? Isn't it a plan to trap Rikka?"
Seeing Boom appear, Rikka not only showed no intention of getting up, but instead rolled her eyes with a look of bitterness and hatred.
"Okay, now that we're all up, let's have breakfast quickly. Camus made these by himself. As for what's on this plate, we won't reveal it until after breakfast."
Christine pushed the door open and walked into the wooden house, and then signaled the ogre women to put down a few wooden trays. After hearing this, Boom sat directly at the dining table, and Rikka also stood up desperately, looking like she had suffered.
A look of great grievance.
"Ah! When did Sister Christine learn to make sugar cakes? It tastes very sweet. These are all from other people. My brother is not allowed to eat a bite!"
"Next time when I go to a big town, Rikka will buy my sister a special set of tools for steaming white sugar cakes. Rikka's future happiness will all be entrusted to my sister. Who knows, my brother is such a nuisance?
!"
After Rikka ate the white sugar cake, she stopped being "sluggish", but she seemed very reluctant to Boom's order to be grounded for three days.
"The female contracted beast will stay today. Rikka is the most obedient. Don't let Brother Re get angry, let alone avoid the punishment you deserve."
After having breakfast, Christine walked out of the cabin. She planned to visit Camus again today because he was about to leave.
Although they are both peak powerhouses, Christine looks like a baby compared to Camus. The strength of the other party cannot help but be reflected in the unfathomable fluctuations of fighting spirit, which is the accumulation of years and the result of countless
Rock solid after the baptism of battle.
But what makes Christine dumbfounded is that Camus did not practice today, nor did he intend to give him any advice. He was just playing with something, and his level of concentration was no less than the arrival of the old gods. p>
"You're here, so help me. These things are my treasures. Every piece has been weathered, and some have even been baptized by hundreds of years."
Although Camus did not look back, he sensed Christine's arrival. He signaled Christine to come closer, and then instructed her to play with the "treasures" in his mouth.
"What are these? I didn't sense any magic fluctuations." Christine picked up a piece of dark brown dry matter and asked immediately.
"These are my special spices, called 'Jiuzhi tangerine peel'. Directly soaking in water can treat cold symptoms, and using them to stew food is the best companion."
Camus spread his hands with some pride, and then handed a piece of shriveled tangerine peel to Christine. With the extremely rich aroma and refreshing sweetness, Christine only understood at this moment why the food cooked by the other party was so delicious.
So delicious.
"Want to learn? But if it's that little girl, I should be happier." Camus looked at the wooden house where Boom and Rikka were, and then said.
After a moment, bursts of orange fragrance began to flow out of the iron pot. It was a very fresh smell that made many ogre women stop and watch.
From separation of citrus peels, to steaming and drying, to storage methods. Camus's lectures continued without interruption, while Christine and many ogre women worked hard to take notes. Finally, the newly cooked nine-piece tangerine peel was presented.
In front of everyone, even though they have been repeated nine times, these things are still fragrant.
The Ogre Tundra lacks beasts, food, and even edible nuts. However, citrus is everywhere. It is just because these things are sour and hard to swallow that they have become such a situation.
But as waves of magic power loomed, countless citrus fell to the ground quietly, and then they were all put into bamboo baskets by the ogre woman. Christine harvested all the citrus, while the ogre woman sorted them.
Under such high efficiency, most of the citrus trees in the Ogre Tundra became bare, and most of them lost all their fruits.
Nearly a hundred of the plumpest tangerines were carefully peeled, as a thank you gift from the ogre women, because they received nearly a thousand pounds of tangerines. The stream began to boil on the bonfire, and the pieces of citrus peels changed from green to dark brown.
After a moment, he was in the eyes again.
"This cycle will take another nine days, but if Rikka likes it, I can accept this somewhat tedious work." Christine is a vegetarian, so she prefers this freshness to stewed meat.
Elegant taste.
"If you soak it in water and drink it, I guess Boom will also like it very much. Camus is really a weirdo. If you have time to think about these things, you might as well think about what regrets you have yet to resolve in the rest of your life."
Christine sat cross-legged in front of the bonfire, constantly steaming tangerine peel, and even planned to mix it into sugar cakes. Although she was not interested in cooking food, she hoped that Rikka would be happy because of it. Because Rikka only had two interests.
One is to pester Boom and chatter non-stop every day, and the other is to cook food for Boom and himself.
As the sun sets, the citrus in the entire Ogre Tundra has been picked almost completely, and the sweet smell has naturally broken through the sky. Christine carefully put the semi-finished products into the storage bag, and she only needs to repeat it once a day.
The finished products will be harvested in nine days. And these finished products will naturally be handed over to Rikka, because he is the cook among the three.
"Lord Camus, I hope you can come to the Ogre Tundra in person next time, and thank you for sending a letter to Halberd City so that the babies in the tribe will no longer starve."
Alejandro bowed and saluted, then looked at the other person with a smile. Although he cared about the citrus smell in the air, it was insignificant compared to the future of the tribe.
"I will bother you again when I have time. You don't need to be so humble. The Trolls owe the Ogres a lot. This is a tragedy of the times and there is nothing I can do about it."
"Don't inform Boom and the others, but give Liuhua a message. I wish her the best to finally break through to the top, and I hope she can protect Sun Chaser Hills in the future, whether it is the troll clan or the ogre clan."<
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Camus's voice echoed in the air for a long time, but his figure finally disappeared into the dense forest, and only half of his fingers were still buried in the soil. Alejandro sighed. Although these words seemed extremely relaxed, no matter what
Be it Rikka or Christine, or even Boom, they are not existences that he can control.