Traveling through The Elder Scrolls: Skyrim

The next day I made noodles again, with tomato and egg sauce, and the response was average this time. There was not much flour left, and the tomatoes and eggs were all used up. Eddie started to boil the paste again. The stove needed Rigel's approval. He had taken the risk of letting me out of the cave on his own initiative.

After Rigel came back, I took the initiative to confess that I had gone out of the cave to cook and ate all the eggs, hoping to get a lenient treatment for my honest confession. Unexpectedly, she did not lose her temper, but agreed that I could be Eddie's assistant, probably because she did not want to keep a lover who would eat idle meals. However, she then fully vented her anger in bed and behaved extremely cruelly. I used all the skills that I had learned from my Japanese teacher, and finally, with my eloquence, I barely calmed down the human-shaped mammoth that was about to go berserk.

"What kind of dumplings are you making? Make them for me tomorrow."

"Yes... No, I really can't do it anymore, please..."

Rigel suddenly sat up, turned over and pressed me down, her brown eyes staring at me, "Where did you learn this from? Tell me!" When she said the last word, she used the battlefield roar again. I felt my head buzzing and I curled up under her, holding my head.

"Master taught me..."

"Have you been to High Rock?" People here seem to push all the delicious food onto the people of Breton.

"Yes, I've been there to trade horses." Locke had indeed been to Gaoyan Province and also to Hammerfall Province, and the route was quite wild.

"I've never heard of Brighton making any dumplings."

"He's not from Brighton. My master is quite mysterious. I suffered a lot learning from him." Every word I said was true, but it was definitely different from what Rigel thought.

"Make a list of the ingredients you need and we'll get them back when we go out to do our work. If you need anything else, tell Eddie."

"Can I go to the ground?"

"Okay, but you can't leave the farm."

"Can't I go home and visit? My mom is really at home, and my uncle is still paralyzed in bed, they..."

"No, you can write a letter and I'll ask someone to deliver it to you. Don't tell me where you are or what you are doing."

"I can't read. Besides, I can't say anything, which makes people even more worried."

"Boy, you better understand. We are hiding well now. If you let the news leak out, dozens of people will be finished! You can write or not, but don't nag like a woman. It's annoying to listen to you." Rigel turned over and ignored me. After a while, a thunderous shout rang out.

The deafening snoring made it impossible for me to fall asleep, so I had to take advantage of the sage time to sort out my thoughts. All my plans after crossing over failed, which was really discouraging. For now, I can only devote myself to this and practice the skills of being a cook in my previous life. First, I have to build a stove and burn some charcoal. It is difficult to make a large iron pot, so I have to find Eddie to find a solution. In terms of ingredients, flour, fresh meat, and vegetables, these must be planned well. Too much can't be stored, so pickled vegetables and bacon must also be made. In addition, I have to bring back more fruits. People here don't seem to like to eat these. I can try to make fruit vinegar. There used to be an old man in the store. The vinegar brewed at home was really delicious. When the restaurant was about to close, others were thinking about how to keep their jobs, but he took the initiative to resign, saying that he went home to help his parents run the business and fulfill his filial piety. I don't know how he is now. It's cool to have a mine at home. I am trapped in the sky and can't go back. I can only relieve my homesickness by using the taste of my hometown. There is no rice in Tianji, so I can only make noodles, which requires a steamer. I used to buy ready-made ones, but now I have to make them myself. I don’t have bamboo, so I’m thinking about making a wooden one. After leaving the modern industrial chain, I realized how convenient and comfortable life was before. I used to believe in “ancient methods”, “pure natural”, and “green”. Now I don’t have soy sauce in Tianji. The ancient method emphasizes “no maggots, no sauce”. Do you want to try it? Pretentiousness is all about having too much to do. Now I eat paste for a few days, and making dumplings is really like the New Year.

Since I have obtained Rigel's permission, I naturally have to go out for some fresh air. The pinewood watchtower in the other world is no longer just a cabin, but a farm the size of a football field. The cabin is built in the south, and some vegetables are planted in the north, as well as a chicken coop. Further north is a small hill, which blocks the location of the Lake View Manor and Lake Irinata. The stream on the hill converges into a pond next to the farm and flows north again. I saw a mud crab next to the pond. This thing is a bit ridiculously large and does not look easy to mess with. I have to talk to Eddie about this and get a few to try. There is a hillside to the south of the house, overlooking the official road, but Rigel has ordered not to "do business" at the doorstep. The outpost in the direction of Falkreath is only used to alert the lord's movements. The sun is shining, the pine forest is quiet, and there is a peaceful farm atmosphere. If I didn't know the secrets of the underground, I would really be deceived by the scene in front of me. The most interesting thing is that Eddie said that they would pay taxes to the lord of Falkreath on time, so they were officially recognized as legitimate farmers, but it was not Rigel who came forward to negotiate, "because the boss's appearance shows that he is not a good person." Thinking of the sneaky look on Eddie's face when he said this, I couldn't help but smile.

After arranging the kitchen affairs, I began to study my own problems. At present, I still cannot see my attributes and status like in the game, but the primary problem is no longer this, but that Rocker is illiterate! Magic in Skyrim requires reading, and some books can improve skill levels. Illiteracy is a big problem. You must know that in this world of swords and magic, although martial arts can be rampant, it is magic that can truly turn decay into magic. Illusion can turn enemies into friends, recovery can save lives and continue, summoning can fight with more people, and destruction can control the situation strongly. As long as I learn magic, even if I am not a dragonborn, I can stir up the situation and not be slaughtered.

And from what Rigel said, I'm the only illiterate among her subordinates, so I have to study hard!