Chapter 324 There are so many people ordering barbecue!
"Yes!" The orc's heart skipped a beat and he said quickly.
I thought to myself, it looks really good. Someone must have agreed to teach him. Otherwise, why didn’t the elf show any expression of liking? He must have known that someone would teach him even if he didn’t teach, so that’s why he did this. Fortunately, he agreed now.
, otherwise, you may be the only one who returns to the quarry after midnight.
In fact, the elf himself believed that it didn't matter whether the orc taught him or not. With so many orc captives, other orcs must have agreed to teach him. Anyway, it would only be a few days later, so it didn't matter.
"I told you earlier! You deserve to have two meals per person! Others only serve barbecue and wine, how stupid!" The elf said: "What kind of barbecue do you want to eat? How much do you want? Let me tell you first, Xuntlan is not allowed to waste food.
Just finish it after ordering!”
"Is there any other choice?" the orc asked him with wide eyes.
"Okay! There is chocobo meat, beef, mutton and wild boar meat. Once again, you must finish it after ordering it. Don't be stupid like your leader, who ordered a roasted chocobo and still hasn't finished it yet.
"The elf persuaded kindly.
...The orc almost wanted to slap himself, and secretly scolded himself for being a fool. Seeing that the leader and his cronies had eaten barbecue and drank wine, why did he persist in doing so stupidly? The leader had been eating barbecue since daytime and still can't finish it.
After that, I stupidly ate the prisoner's meal for the whole day.
"I want to eat roasted chocobo too!" the orc said.
"How much?" the elf asked him.
"One!" said the orc.
"You're stupid! You can eat so much? We don't have anyone here to help you eat. If you can't finish it, you have to eat it every meal until you finish it, do you understand?
You promised to teach us, just order it when it's time to eat. Why order one? It's not like I won't give it to you tomorrow, just order enough for a meal. Let me tell you, there is really nothing delicious about barbecue.
"Look at us, we don't like each other very much," Ling said.
"Will there be any meals in the future?" the orc asked.
"You teach us, and you are the instructors of our squadron. Just tell the chef what you want to eat. As long as you don't waste it and throw it away, no one will care about you. By then, you will probably like to eat the same as us. Just don't drink too much wine.
, you are an instructor, you can get more than us." The elf said.
"I can drink more wine than you?" The orc couldn't believe his ears.
"Yes! You are the instructor!" the elf said.
"Then how much barbecue do you think I should order?" the orc asked shamelessly.
"How many pieces of bread can you eat at most in one meal?" the elf asked.
"Four!" said the orc.
"Wow! So many?" the elf said in surprise.
"Well, four will be enough," the orc said.
"...Okay! Then I want a roasted roadbird's leg. What kind of wine do you want? There's ale, cider and beer." The elf said.
"Ale!" said the orc.
"The maximum ration for ale is one pot, so just one pot!" The elf said, "Would you like to add some fruit?"
"Yes!" said the orc.
"Well, a roasted chocobo leg, a pot of ale and two apples, is that enough?" the elf asked.
"But...it's okay...!" the orc said hesitantly.
"Okay! I'm going." The elf went out for a while and came back with a midnight snack recipe.
"There are so many people ordering barbecue!" the elf said as he came in.
"What's wrong with everyone today? Is barbecue so delicious?" A troll took the recipe and said, "I don't want barbecue anyway!"
He looked at the recipe for a while and said: "I want set meal No. 4. After that, I gave the recipe to another troll.
"I want set meal No. 1," the mage stretched out his head, glanced at it and said.
"I want meal number 4 too!" said another troll.
The elf marked the recipe with a pen and went out again.
"What's the No. 1 and No. 4 packages?" the orc asked strangely.
"This is the meal ordered by the Xuntran army kitchen, a variety of different food combinations. Haven't you seen what we ate today?" said the troll.
"Can you eat the same food as the elves?" the orc asked.
"You can do it yourself, but if you don't order it yourself, who's to blame for ordering barbecue!" The troll said: "If you think the portion is small, just order double the portion!"
The orc instantly felt like a country bumpkin.
Not long after, the elf came back and sat together chatting again.
"I'm still surprised. Why are there so many barbecues ordered by you orcs?" The elf laughed and said, "Do you orcs only like to eat barbecue?"
...The orc was speechless for a long time and said: "When I was in Draenor, the thing I ate the most was barbecue."
"What about those who don't eat vegetarian food? For example, fruits, wheat, rice, etc.?" the elf asked strangely.
"I also ate it, but then the land was polluted by evil energy, and there were less and less of those things. Only Nagrand, Zangar Swamp and Tekaro Forest had more of them, but there were a lot less in other places. Even if there were, many of them were
Contaminated by evil energy!"
"Oh, that's right! What kind of beasts do you have there?" The elf asked curiously: "Are they the same as Azeroth?"
"Some are the same, and some are different. Just like predators and migratory bats, you don't have them here," the orc said.
"Wow! What are they like? Are they fierce?" the elf exclaimed in surprise.
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In each soundproof barrier, similar people were chatting about similar topics.
"Sir, the chef said that there is not enough chocobo meat. I want to go to the freezer to defrost some and bring it back. If it is defrosted, the midnight snack may be delayed a little later." An elf reported next to the Blood Eagle in the Feather Forest.
"How come it's not enough? Didn't you say you were all ready?" Yulin Blood Eagle asked.
"I don't know what happened today. All the orcs ordered roasted chocobos, but they didn't order anything else," the elf said.
"Grim, have you orcs never eaten roasted chocobo meat? Why do you order roasted chocobo meat?" Featherwood Blood Eagle asked Grim curiously.
"There are no chocobos in Draenor!" Grim said.
Suddenly he frowned again and said, "You said those who roast chocobos are all orcs?"
"Yes!" said the elf: "Because they agreed to teach net-catching skills, they are instructors and are qualified to order the dishes they like."
"Impossible! Impossible!" Grim shouted loudly.
"Whoa! Whoa!" The two trolls behind Grim almost instantly pulled out their bone-cutting swords and put them on Grim's neck. Their cold killing intent made Grim instantly quiet.
"Shh!" Yulin Blood Eagle put a finger to his mouth and said, "This is Grim's first time. The second time will not be so lucky. Although we are friends, you don't want to make it difficult for me!
"
Grim calmed down and said, "How many people agreed?"
"Not sure! But the chefs said there are only 11 prisoners' meals, including one for you." The elf said.