Maze Fan: I opened a buffet in the maze

Chapter 342 The Taste of a Dream

"Are these the last two ingredients?"

Delain lowered his head slightly, and with an urge to scratch his head, he looked at the new ingredients that Fan Wei picked up.

One was a mysterious white liquid in a large leather jug, and the other was a large barrel of ethnic beer made by fermenting a mixture of chopped potatoes and bread.

He was becoming more and more unsure about what dish Fan Wei was going to cook.

Can the imagined dishes that are full of brilliance and floating with strange energy (most powerful potions are like this) really be made with these ordinary, even somewhat strange ingredients?

"Mr. Xiao Fan, what are you going to make?"

Mrs. Arorou addressed Fan Wei in a very familiar manner and even put her arm around his shoulder warmly, which was the unique and informal style of the ladies of the Northern Empire.

Those olive eyes were full of charm. "Can you tell me something in secret~"

"There's nothing to hide, actually."

Fan Wei thought about it and decided to keep it a secret. "I'm just following my feelings. The dishes will be revealed soon. Let's go to the final dining location."

"Oh, does this also need to be specially selected?"

The curiosity of several people was aroused. Seeing that the scenery outside the car gradually became remote and quiet, they stopped at a place near the mountain wall outside the Second Zone.

There is a large open space nearby, similar to the wilderness in the suburbs, covered with weeds and small trees.

Fan Wei walked towards the carriage, took a deep breath of the cold air, and felt that it was right. This was the place!

"I thought we would be having an elegant dinner at some fancy restaurant."

Madam Aroruo made a distressed expression, but stepped into the wasteland without hesitation. She looked at the intoxicating red sky among the withered yellow grass covered with snow.

Because it is in a basin, the sunset cannot be seen in most parts of the imperial capital, but the sunset clouds are very gorgeous and magnificent.

Delain, who didn't expect that they would have a picnic in the end, shrugged and told the driver to take down the blanket from the car. He suddenly realized another problem.

“How do you cook without a kitchen?”

"Hey~ Just watch me."

Fan Wei clapped his hands, took out a large iron pot from his pocket, picked up a shovel in his right hand, chose a suitable location, and started digging a fire pit.

Mrs. Aroruo covered her mouth in surprise, "Where did you get them from?"

This is the regional difference. Because the empire only believes in the God of War, the God of the Box has no power here, so space props are basically not circulated in the empire.

It is extremely difficult for an individual to possess it, and the necessity is not that high, which is why this trick seems as rare as magic.

Fan Wei quickly set up the temporary kitchen and started cooking. Yang Miemie felt a chill on his neck and went to the goat planet, where he turned from a living sheep into cute mutton...

General Quilclere was in charge of the goats, and he knew the ropes.

Mrs. Arorou also participated in the decomposition with great interest and successfully stripped off the sheepskin. It is said that she hunted a winter bear when she was eight years old and made a shawl out of the bear skin.

This shows the tough character of the people in the Northern Empire.

Opening the leather kettle, Fan Wei poured the sticky and mysterious white liquid into the iron pot, then added some water to dilute it to the appropriate concentration.

"What on earth is this?"

The eldest prince looked at the grayish white substance bubbling in the iron pot and couldn't help asking. He had smelled a 'wonderful' scent since he bought it.

It seems familiar, but I still can't figure out what it is.

"Yogurt." Fan Wei revealed the answer.

"Hmm, does yogurt look like this?" The food that Delain had in mind was as pure white as snow and had a sweet and rich smell, but it seemed a little different from what he saw in front of him.

"It's Thunder Clan yogurt. In addition to goat milk, we also add stone powder and herbs to make it."

General Quilcle handed the cut mutton to Fan Wei. He finally understood what the chef was going to do and felt a little excited.

But how did he know?

Quilcle was full of surprise and confusion as to how Fan Wei could plan everything so clearly.

Put the fresh and steaming mutton into the pot, stir it with an iron spoon and stew it. After a while, Fan Wei thought for a while and found a clean snow pile.

Skim off the surface layer and dig up some large pieces of snow and throw them into the pot.

Then he began to cut the vegetables, dice the potatoes, chop some onions, and throw them all into the pot when the big pot of lamb stew began to bubble again.

Stir and stir until the soup is thickened to your desired consistency.

Fan Wei completed the final seasoning, sprinkled with green chopped parsley, and everything was done!

The chef was cooking and the three were watching from the side. Mrs. Aruru took a piece of manuscript paper and kept recording and writing something. Finally, she took out a camera and took a picture of Fan Wei who was cooking.

"Dinner is ready, let's enjoy!" Calling to share the delicious food.

At this time, the red glow faded, leaving only an orange-yellow glow on the horizon. The sky transitioned from azure to light blue, with a hint of purple emerging. The stars and the silver moon appeared, and the scenery was as vast and cold as ice.

A bonfire and a big bowl of hot mutton soup give people a strong sense of camping atmosphere.

But for some peoples, this may be their life.

“Wow, it tastes really good!”

After picking up the mutton and taking a bite, Mrs. Arorou exclaimed in surprise.

The milky white soup is concentrated to just the right degree, and all the impurities from the special yogurt have been removed, leaving only the rich and fragrant milk aroma and the sweetness like nectar.

The texture of the stewed mutton is also very unique. It is very easy to bite, but it is not soft and mushy, but chewy.

The snow blocks that Fan Wei added during the stewing process to cool down the meat seem to enhance the texture of the Redenchi goat meat, making it chewy without being difficult to chew.

The more you chew the mutton, the more delicious it becomes, and the aroma of the meat will overflow as you chew it.

The potato flour is sweet and glutinous, and very tasty.

As soon as you bite it, hot steam comes out, and you need to wait a while between your lips before you can swallow it.

The final onion and chopped parsley add the perfect freshness to the yogurt lamb, making the aftertaste lingering and full of comfort and ease.

The cooking process is very simple, but the food can be made so delicious that it will make your eyes shine.

This is something that no ordinary chef can do!

De Rhine suspected that even his royal chef might not be able to cook as good as this.

But what is the purpose of making this meal?

The eldest prince suddenly remembered that he was helping General Quilcle to break through! This... dish is delicious, but it doesn't seem to have any special abilities.

I hope the general won’t get furious next!

Glancing secretly at Quilcle, His Royal Highness discovered that the general was in a daze at the moment. He was holding the bowl of mutton and seemed to have stopped after taking a bite.

Taking a deep breath, Quilcle looked up at the sky.

The stars were shining, the atmosphere was as transparent as glass, and the temperature in the evening was more than 20 degrees below zero, and the air inhaled into the lungs brought a slight chill.

A deep, yet unreal feeling emerged.

It's like two pieces of time and space overlap...

Quirkray suddenly felt that he had dreamed of this scene before! He had dreamed of this smell before!

But he couldn't tell the details. He just turned around suddenly and heard a distant pastoral song as if it was melodious somewhere. When it became quiet, there was only the sound of the wind, the sound of the wind in his childhood.

"Haha!" The laughter of Aruru and Fan Wei overlapped with some of the already blurry faces.

Around the flickering bonfire, there were figures gathered in a circle, some were clearer, some were so blurry that their faces could not be seen clearly. They sat together, leaving one empty seat.

"Clay, come here quickly." The voice in my memory finally came.

Quirkray raised his hand in a daze, wiped away a tear from the corner of his eye, walked quickly forward in response to the call, and walked into a night forty years ago!

Pick up a bowl that travels through time and space, and taste the flavor left deep in your memory.

The heart that once flickered in dreams but was forgotten in life, the dry, hard and scabbed heart, now returns to its softness and powerful beating when it was young.

Tonight, Quirkre tasted again the wind, snow, and sky of his hometown, as well as the faces of his hometown. He tasted them with the people around the campfire.

The smell that appeared in my dream.