Forced to become a delicate companion of a paranoid lord

The castle's large kitchen is on the first floor. As the Parasos are not afraid of the cold and the castle is very large, in order to save costs, only Shevi's room in the entire castle has a magic circle that requires the replacement of fire magic crystals for heating. Other places still use the most primitive fireplaces for heating.

The dinner in the banquet hall was coming to an end. The big kitchen was washing the dishes and preparing the ingredients for the next day. When Sal went in, Chef Jeffrey was humming a little tune and was planning to have a few glasses of hot ale with his friend who was in charge of the stables after work.

As a result, he suddenly saw the lord appear in the kitchen, and his nerves instantly tensed up.

Walking quickly in front of the lord, Jeffrey wiped the sweat off his face with a towel. He had been standing next to the oven and was sweating all over, but his temperature dropped rapidly after he walked in front of the lord.

"My Lord, do you have anything to command me?"

As Jeffrey said this, he kept thinking to himself, what was the matter that required the lord to come to the kitchen in person?

Is there something wrong with today’s ingredients?

Or... His Royal Highness the Prince is not used to the food they cook?

Jeffrey didn't have to wonder for long. Sal had taken off his coat in the bedroom and was now wearing only a shirt. He untied the knot at the cuffs and rolled up his sleeves.

Then he walked to the kitchen stove and ordered: "Bring me a cleaned fish, as well as river rice, thorn fruit, and cinnamon grass."

Hejia rice originated from a plain territory called Hejia. According to Xie Wei, it looks like glutinous rice, tastes like japonica rice, and has a similar texture to pearl rice in its previous life.

The thorny fruit is ginger with thorns. The ginger is similar to the onion, but they look different in appearance.

Xie Wei once made raw fish slice porridge, and Sal participated in the whole process.

At this moment, he skillfully sliced ​​the fish meat into neat fillets, then carefully cleaned the fish bones and fillets, drained the moisture, and carefully added salt, spices, prickly ash shreds, and melted lard, stirring and marinating like Xie Wei.

While the fish fillets were marinating, he cooked porridge. After the porridge boiled, because he didn't know how much salt to put in, he chose to put a little salt. Then he added the fish bones and cooked for a while. After that, he put the fish fillets in and sprinkled chopped herb on it when the fish fillets were cooked.

The delicious smelling raw fish slice porridge is ready.

Jeffrey and the whole kitchen were stunned. Their lord could actually cook! He even made food that looked and smelled delicious!

They had never seen this method before, but the food seemed to be quite good, so Jeffrey secretly planned to try it later.

Before serving the porridge, Sal first served two bowls, handed one to Jeffrey and took the other bowl himself.

"How about trying it?" The temperature in the room was low, and the porridge was no longer too hot in their hands after being in their hands for a while.

Sal finished the drink in his hand in a few gulps. He thought it was good, but he didn't know if it tasted good.

Jeffrey took the bowl with both hands, took a sip reverently, and then quickly finished the rest. He patted his strong chest and affirmed: "My Lord, this is simply the most delicious food I have ever eaten."

Sal ignored Jeffrey who was still praising the fish porridge with a look of aftertaste on his face. After making sure that what he made was not only edible but also delicious, he took out the remaining fish porridge from a ceramic pot that could keep warm, put it on a tray and took it away.

Everyone in the kitchen looked at each other and couldn't help but talk in a low voice.

"When did the Lord learn to cook? His cooking skills seem pretty good!"

"I heard that the meat roasted by the Lord is always burnt black!"

"Hey, you heard it, but I saw it with my own eyes."

"My Lord, are you not full? Then you shouldn't come to the kitchen by yourself!"

"I think what the Lord just made must be a delicacy from the Empire. Is he making it for His Highness?"

"I think so too. Let me tell you something in secret. When I went to the banquet hall to deliver something, His Highness didn't communicate with the Lord the whole time. The Lord also looked unhappy and kept drinking!"

"Ah, then...did they have a fight?"

"Maybe. I heard that the palaces of the empire are all built with jade, and there are colorful flowers and endless fruits and delicacies inside. Maybe that prince doesn't like Naya Castle."

"Stop standing there, pack up your things as soon as possible and go back to rest." Jeffrey usually didn't care about people chatting in the kitchen, he was a good-tempered person, but when he saw everyone talking about the prince, Jeffrey hurriedly spoke out to stop them.

Lord Ryan had told them early on that they were not allowed to talk about the prince in private, that they had to be extremely alert when serving him, and that his orders and requests had to be responded to and met as soon as possible.

In short, the lord is very fond of the prince. I don’t know what kind of person the prince is, or whether he is a kind master. It is better for everyone to be cautious.

Jeffrey's words were still very effective. The cooks and helpers in the kitchen returned to their positions and started to work hard.

Sal carried the fish porridge upstairs and entered the bedroom. Gesan, who was guarding the bedroom, stepped back voluntarily.

Putting the pottery jar on the dining table, Sal walked to the bed and was about to speak when Shevi opened his eyes.

Having not had a proper meal the whole day, Xie Wei half-smelled the delicious smell of food and was woken up by his craving for it.

Sal picked him up from the quilt and, according to Xie Wei's habit, took him to rinse his mouth and wash his hands and face. After the simple cleaning, Xie Wei woke up.

He came out of the bathroom and didn't let Sal hold him anymore. He walked to the dining table in his low-top leather shoes.

Sar took him around the dining table specifically, and it was hard not to notice the clay pot on the table.

When Xie Wei got closer, he knew that the pottery jar should contain porridge. Although the lid was not opened, it smelled like the fish porridge he had made before.

Looking at the table, there was no tableware except the pottery jar. Xie Wei supported his face with his hands and tilted his head to look at Sal and said.

"Do you want me to drink from the can?"

The man who was about to open the lid of the pottery jar froze, as if he just realized that he didn't bring any cutlery.

"I'll have someone get it, it'll be quick." Sal said as he turned around to get the voice-transmitting prop and told Gesan to bring the tableware over.

The tableware was delivered quickly. Unlike the simple shape of the pottery jars, Xie Wei's tableware was either ceramic bowls and plates with exquisite patterns or cups made of colored glaze.

The tableware used at the banquet was made of wood or iron. It was not so gorgeous and exquisite, but it was practical. His tableware was unique in the castle.

After Sal served the fish porridge, he said nothing. He sat quietly beside her and watched Xie Wei drink it in small sips.

Holding a delicate little silver spoon, Xie Wei slowly savored this bowl of fish porridge that was made by an unknown hand. Except for the fact that the taste was a little bland, it was surprisingly not much different from what he made himself.

The fish porridge was fresh and delicious. Xie Wei drank two small bowls and there was still a lot left in the pottery jar.

Putting down the spoon, Xie Wei thought for a moment and said, "It tastes great. Did you ask the kitchen to make it the way I made it?"

"Well, ask them to make something else for you tomorrow. I know everything you have made." Sal took the napkin beside him and wiped the corner of Xie Wei's mouth. His face, which had been gloomy since the beginning of the dinner, softened a lot at this moment. He was very happy that Little Rose said it was delicious.

He didn't say that he did it, as Sal felt that it was not something that particularly needed to be said.

After the conversation, the bedroom became quiet again and they sat like that for a while.

Xie Wei thought about it and felt that he should have a chat with Sal. Since arriving at Naya Castle in the morning, Xie Wei felt that Sal valued him in every aspect.

To be honest, he was not untouched at all.

But this is a gorgeous cage.

"Sal, are you planning to keep me locked up in this room forever?" Xie Wei asked this with a little expectation and fear in his heart. He expected that Sal could give a different answer, but he was also afraid that this was what Sal really thought.

There is only a pitiful 1 point in the points column of his system panel. What should he do if he is trapped here?

"It's very cold here and you're not in good health, so I'll take you out every once in a while." The owner of the Rift Valley Inn was right. Little Rose was not suitable to live in his territory.

For the time being, he could only build him such a gorgeous greenhouse.

"Then how often do you plan to take me out? Do I have to wear a veil every time I go out?" Xie Wei's heart still sank. Dogs need to be let out for exercise every day, but with him it just happens every once in a while.

"Shiavi, I hope you can understand me. It's too late. Can we take a rest?" Sal drank a lot of wine in the evening, and staying in the kitchen for a while did not help the smell of alcohol go away.

He didn't want Xie Wei to keep harping on this issue, so he picked up Little Rose from the chair and took her to the bathroom.