Forced to become a delicate companion of a paranoid lord

Because he decided to cook something for himself the next day, Xie Wei talked to Sal before going to bed the night before and asked him to borrow the kitchen from the inn.

There are two places for cooking in the inn, one is a stone pot under the wooden shed outside, and the other is in the room behind the indoor restaurant, where there is a large oven and various iron pots of different sizes.

Xie Wei thought that since Sal agreed, he should be allowed to go downstairs to make breakfast.

As a result, when I finished washing up in the morning, what I saw in the room were these two small and exquisite silver round pots.

It was about the same size as the common soup pot used at home in the previous life. It had a square base with several red magic crystals like buttons on it.

Xie Wei knew at a glance that this was probably used in the same way as the shower head in the bathroom.

"Sal..."

"There are too many people downstairs. This is a portable pot made by the inn owner. It's no different from the one downstairs, just a little smaller." Sal interrupted Xie Wei and after he finished speaking, he lowered his head to study the patterns on the floor.

Seeing him like this, Xie Wei lost the desire to talk. He knew that if he continued talking, they would definitely have an argument like before, and then Sal would use tough measures to make him submit.

He didn't want to do such meaningless things.

Xie Wei took the washed rice. The rice in this world looked more like glutinous rice, but tasted the same as ordinary japonica rice. Xie Wei felt that this rice tasted more like the pearl rice in his previous life.

But no matter what kind of rice it is, as long as I have rice to eat, I am happy.

The portable pot was placed on the table. When Xie Wei was standing at the table preparing the ingredients, Sal raised his head at some point and looked at Xie Wei with complicated eyes.

Xie Wei skillfully cut the top of the red-skinned, sour-sweet fruit and put it into hot water to peel it. The fruit tastes a bit like a tomato, and because it is red and grows on a vine, it is called red vine fruit.

Red vine fruit is a common fruit here in winter. It is very cold-resistant and is one of the few fruits that people in the border areas and Paraso can eat in the severe winter.

There are only two seasons in the Far North, spring and winter. There are 5 months of spring with flowers blooming and 7 months of withering.

The Parasau people are very busy in spring, and the harvest in spring is directly related to whether the Parasau people can survive the winter safely.

The reason why Sal went to the Empire to pick up Xie Wei at this time was because the Far North Territory had entered winter.

This is also the reason why Sal had to wait until the magic props were made before taking Xie Wei into the snowfield.

After approaching the border of the empire, Xie Wei could no longer bear such severe cold, let alone the Far North territory with temperatures of minus sixty degrees Celsius.

Xie Wei peeled the red vine fruit and cut it into dices, setting it aside for later use. Then he took four eggs and stirred them in a bowl.

Looking at the only few seasonings on hand, salt, sugar, spices, honey, sauce, and lard.

Xie Wei thought about it and made a simple sauce with salt, sugar, spices and sauce. He tasted it and thought it tasted okay, so he moved on to the next step.

He only had one kind of leafy green vegetable on hand. He didn't know what it was called, but it looked like a long and thin version of pakchoi.

Chop the green leafy vegetables and the wild boar meat into dices respectively. Xie Wei first melts the lard in the pot, then puts the chopped green leafy vegetables into the pot and stir-fry with the lard. After stir-frying for a while, add the diced wild boar meat and continue to stir-fry.

After the diced meat changes color, add the diced red vine fruit. Cook until the diced fruit becomes soft and juice is released, then pour in the previously prepared sauce. Stir well. When the sauce becomes thick, pour in the egg liquid that was stirred at the beginning. Slightly stir the egg liquid and the diced tomatoes and meat in the pot, then wait until their surface solidifies and you can serve.

Although he was not able to use the kitchen downstairs as expected, as Sal said, this portable pot can be used in the same way as the one downstairs, and Xie Wei is quite satisfied with the finished product.

He tasted it with a spoon. The soup was sweet and sour and slightly salty, not particularly perfect, but Xie Wei couldn't wait to pour it over the rice.

Before making this red fruit and minced meat stew, Xie Wei had already cooked rice in another pot, which was now ready.

He put some rice in a deep plate, then poured the vegetables and soup on it with a spoon. Xie Wei's "Red Fruit Minced Meat Rice" which was made according to the recipe of Tomato Minced Meat Rice in his previous life was a complete success.

"Try it." Xie Wei pushed a larger portion of rice in front of Sal, and then started eating without paying attention to the other party's reaction.

Sal was already extremely hungry when he was watching from the side. He didn't know why the same thing could be used in such a novel way in Xie Wei's hands.

It was a cooking method he had never seen before, and it smelled so good. He started to feel hungry when Xie Wei was stir-frying the diced meat, and now Xie Wei pushed the rice in front of him.

He was instantly overwhelmed by a huge sense of satisfaction and was reluctant to eat it.

After Xie Wei took two or three bites of food, his mood brightened. He felt that he was healed by the food once again. But when he looked at Sal, he found that he was staring at the plate of rice in a daze.

"Don't you like it?" No chef wants to see others indifferent to the food he cooks.

Xie Wei had already tasted it. Although he was a little unfamiliar with the cooking due to not having cooked for many years and the ingredients were a little different, his cooking skills were still fairly stable and the taste didn't deviate too much in general. In this food desert continent, food of this flavor was considered to be of top quality to him.

"I like it very much, but I'm a little reluctant to eat it. Although I haven't tasted it yet, I know it should be more delicious than anything I have ever eaten in my life." Sal shook his head and expressed his thoughts bluntly.

Xie Wei knew that Sal was not exaggerating, he just said it because he thought so in his heart, but there was still some subtle shame and embarrassment.

He lowered his head to hide his slightly hot cheeks and said dryly: "Eat it quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

But the person on the other side still didn't move, so Xie Wei added: "If you really don't want to eat it, give it to the inn owner and others to taste, don't waste food."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sal started to move. Xie Wei listened to the noise and knew without looking that Sal was finishing all the remaining rice bowls as quickly as possible.

It is estimated that not even a grain of rice will be left.

Two people were sitting opposite each other in the room eating breakfast. Outside the door, Roland was standing with his arms folded, his fair and delicate face filled with resentment.

He said to Aldrich beside him: "I want to eat the meal made by the Snowfield Lord's companion. I order you to go in and grab the meal."

Aldridge reached out and picked up his little master, carrying him downstairs like a child, coaxing him as he walked.

"The Rhine Mercenary Group doesn't accept robbery missions. Let's go downstairs and let Lily make you an apple pie, okay?"

"...and a glass of sweet milk."

"Okay, my little master." Aldridge kissed his angry little master, and when the little master was not paying attention, he turned his head and glanced at the closed door behind him.

It's rare for his picky little master to have something he wants to eat, so he always has to think of a way to get it.