Chapter 1380: Oh, This Darned Scrumptious~Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The elves on the s.h.i.+p looked tense when they saw the giant unknown water-droplet-shaped glowing object descending from the sky. They were afraid it could belong to some weird-looking demon.
The escalator was lowered slowly onto the s.h.i.+p. Irina stood on the escalator and smiled at the elves down there. “Let"s go. I"ll bring you away from here.”
“It"s Princess Irina!”
Elation flashed across the elves" faces. They no longer hesitated, and proceeded to board the mobile restaurant via the escalator.
The escalator was retrieved, and a fireball was thrown out from the aircraft, landing on the empty s.h.i.+p. It burst into sky-high flames and slowly sunk into the sea.
Meanwhile, the mobile restaurant flashed and disappeared from the sea.
The mobile restaurant was enlarged over 10 times by Mag. The first floor had become a big banquet hall, and it ensured that all 600 elves had a seat.
The elves who had just gone through h.e.l.l were fairly uncomfortable when they were suddenly thrust into the opulent banquet hall, sitting on soft and comfortable chairs.
Furthermore, that horrible experience made them wary and distant from everyone instinctively. Hence, the banquet hall was plunged into a very oppressive silence.
Amy crouched on the railings on the second floor, and perplexedly asked, “Why aren"t these elven big sisters talking?”
“Because they don"t know how to start talking. Whatever they say is going to hurt,” Irina replied softly. The elven princess had saved many elves before. She couldn"t look at their numb and hopeless gazes, and had no idea had to console them. She could only let time dilute their painful memories.
“They should be hungry now. Why don"t I make dinner for them?” Mag could see that all the elves who were sitting up properly were emaciated.
“For so many people?” Irina looked at Mag.
“Even Firis can cook for all the Night Elves. This crowd is only a piece of cake for me.” Mag walked to the kitchen with a relaxed expression. He had just advanced to the 9th-tier, and had nowhere to release the peak 9th-tier energy in his body. So, cooking a meal was nothing.
Three big pots of congee with pork and century egg were simmering right now. This was easy and quick to cook, so they could eat that first to stave away the hunger.
The potatoes and chicken pieces were flying everywhere. 600 helpings of braised chicken and rice were in preparation. This would be filling.
Then, Mag began to play with mud. Chickens that were coated with mud were placed into a super big oven in racks. 600 beggar"s chickens would be the finale. They would experience the blissfulness of being so full with delicacies.
Of course, the main point was that Mag still owed Lantisde 5000 mud casings. He was already planning in his head about holding a beggar"s chicken banquet after he got back so he could gather all mud casings at the same time.
The congee with pork and century egg was the first to be served. Jane pushed a five-layer-food trolley that was fully filled into the banquet hall carefully.
The aroma slowly spread out together with the steam.
The elves all began to look up in the oppressive and quiet banquet hall. They began to search for the aroma curiously. The originally tolerable sense of hunger suddenly became more intense. Their stomachs began to growl uncontrollably.
“This is your dinner. Could all of you line up and get your meals by yourselves?” Jane said loudly, and parked the trolley next to the table at the door.
The elves were a little hesitant. This method of food distribution was a little innovative to them.
“Can I please take a bowl?” the elven maiden sitting next to the trolley asked timidly.
“Yes. You may all take a bowl. I will send the trolley next to every table. However, due to the large number, I need you to take the bowls for yourself.” Jane nodded. She discovered the restaurant had completely changed after she was called out of her room. This was the first time she had seen so many elves. The elves were indeed as beautiful and graceful as they were mentioned to be in legends.
That elven maiden picked up a bowl of congee with pork and century egg hesitantly, and placed it in front of her before she gently said, “Thank you.”
When the other elves saw this, they began to collect their congee with pork and century egg orderly.
Trolley after trolley of congee with pork and century egg was sent to the banquet hall by Jane and distributed to the elves. The air was filled with the beautiful aroma of the congee with pork and century egg.
The elves fed the congee with pork and century egg into their mouths, and the beautiful taste blossomed in the mouth. The warm feeling even instantly spread all over the body.
What a blissful feeling, as if they had just fallen into a warm embrace.
They had already forgotten when was the last time that they had normal food, and how it felt to enjoy good food gracefully while sitting in front of a dining table.
But they all remembered that in that instant.
They were the n.o.ble and graceful elves. They were the children of nature. They were a species that loved freedom.
Even after going through terrible ordeals, imprisonment, and desperation, freedom and pride were still engraved in their bones.
Tears began to glisten at the corners of many elves" eyes. They were still eating their congee with pork and century egg quietly with their heads lowered. However, their faces were no longer dismal. Instead, their expressions began to brighten up.
Before they could finish the congee with pork and century egg, the braised chicken and rice was sent into the banquet hall.
If one described the aroma of congee with pork and century egg as light and elegant, then the aroma of the chicken soup whose freshness was elevated to the extreme by the s.h.i.+take mushroom could be described as invasive. Even after they had eaten a bowl of congee with pork and century egg, the elves still gulped when they smelled the aroma of the chicken soup.
Meat was a very extravagant thing to them, and they hadn"t smelled delicious chicken soup for a long time.
The golden pieces of chicken were all completely even, and the potatoes were soft yet still maintained their structural integrity. The asparagus was crisp and green, while the bell peppers of different colors embellished the dish like a work of art. The thick golden broth of the braised chicken was catching and reflecting the light, yet it didn"t appear to be greasy in the slightest.
The entire dining hall was filled with the rich aroma of chicken and s.h.i.+take mushrooms, and one couldn"t help but salivate just from looking at it.
The evenly sliced cubes of chicken had perfectly absorbed the flavor of the condiments and broth, and the elves were now putting the pieces of the delectable chicken into their mouths. The chicken was enshrouded in delicious broth, and the incredible flavor instantly set the elves" taste buds alight, completely enthralling them in the process.
After biting into the cubes of chicken, the elves discovered that the texture of the meat was extremely tender, and the flavor of the condiments and s.h.i.+take mushrooms had completely seeped into the meat, elevating its flavor to a whole new level. Even after swallowing the mouthful of chicken, a fragrant aroma lingered in their mouths.
The blissful feeling brought upon by this scrumptiousness finally made the elves reveal a bright smile.
Praises began to erupt slowly and broke the oppressive silence. There were interactions between the elves now as they attempted to get to know one another.
“Good food would indeed heal everything. For example, my hungry stomach,” Amy murmured unclearly with her mouth stuffed with the braised chicken and rice that n.o.body knew where she had gotten from.
“Yeah. Filling them up with beautiful things was indeed the best healing method.” Irina nodded, and her gaze became gentler too.
Ding.
A crisp sound of the bell attracted the attention of the elves who were already rather full. A handsome man pushed a trolley in, and slowly walked from the door. Round golden b.a.l.l.s that resembled giant eggs were placed on the trolley.
“Greetings, everyone. I am the chef of tonight"s banquet, Mag. I am honored to cook for all of you. I will be serving all of you tonight"s last dish: Beggar"s chicken.” Mag smiled and took out a small wooden hammer with a pointed end.
“So he is the chef. I didn"t expect it was a human who cooked such scrumptious food. He"s really formidable.”
“Is there a chicken in that egg? It"s so special.”
All the elves were looking at Mag with grat.i.tude and antic.i.p.ation. The scrumptious congee with pork and century egg and braised chicken and rice had completely won them over.
Mag picked up the little wooden hammer, and knocked gently on the mud casing.
Crack.
A crisp crack sounded, and cracks appeared on the mud casing before it opened up to the sides like a lotus flower, and revealed the golden-brown beggar"s chicken inside.
A rich aroma seeped out immediately, and soon drifted all over the banquet hall.
“Smells so good!”
All the elves" eyes lit up. This aroma was completely different from the braised chicken"s aroma. It was a kind of crispy aroma that made them wanna swallow their saliva.
“Please enjoy.” Mag placed that beggar"s chicken gently in front of the elven maiden who sat the closest to him with a smile.
“Thank you.” The elven maiden rose to her feet, feeling honored and surprised. Then, she bowed to Mag with the elven"s etiquette. She could feel respect and equality.
“Please don"t mention it.” Mag nodded with a smile. He then proceeded to open the second mud casing, and placed it in front of the next elf.
The elven maiden tore off a drumstick gracefully, and then bit into it. The crispy skin fell away easily, and the tender chicken meat melted in her mouth. A taste that belonged to chicken"s tenderness and freshness exploded instantly, and the taste buds surrendered immediately. She couldn"t even chew till she was satisfied before it glided down her throat like a naughty chick.
Tender and not dry, coupled with a unique taste. This unexpected delicate taste swept her into a scrumptious vortex.
The tender chicken meat that resembled the nouris.h.i.+ng and silent spring rain made her want to moan.
“Oh, this darned scrumptious~”