[Luzhong] How to raise a foodie at home

five years ago.

The fringe area between the Northland and the human continent has always been the most chaotic boundary.Under the pressure of local groups and ethnic rivalries, an eerie balance is barely maintained.

This breeding gray area is very prosperous, and all kinds of clubs, taverns, and hotels are especially suitable for harboring criminals and conducting illegal transactions. There are even rumors that there are often vicious cases of radical blood races robbing and killing humans.

Ivan was in this region for the first time, spending his last vacation before taking over as lord.He pretended to be an ordinary human being and chose to live in a relatively peaceful neighborhood for a while, in order to experience the deformed customs.

The taverns here are mixed, and Ivan only sat in the corner of the bar for a few minutes, and several people already regarded him as a temporary meal ticket for the newcomer.

But Ivan was not interested. Instead, he paid more attention to the drama in the tavern.

On the right side of the two seats, in a semi-open booth box, a beautiful woman with heavy makeup was circling between two drunk men, fascinated by the two men.

Soon the two were encouraged to drink together, and the woman laughed happily.Ivan could tell that the woman was a low-level vampire in disguise.Either of these two strong men would be a good meal.

Ivan observed this bloody relationship with great interest, because it was impossible for this kind of drama to happen so openly in his family.

Those old guys who have lived for hundreds of years, although they have some stinky things in their hearts, they will always wear noble and elegant shells.

I don't know if it was too much movement to fight for wine. A man's wine bottle was actually thrown out and fell on the head of the customer at the next table, and it was instantly shattered.

The wound that was hit gradually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, but it did not diminish the vampire's anger at being insulted by the bottle of wine from the sky.

The people at the two tables immediately clashed with each other, and the humans who could survive in this land also had some means, showing the weapons at their waists.

The battle instantly ignited the scene, and the scope of the fight spread to a small half of the bar.The surrounding customers rushed out of the door one after another, leaving some courageous ones to watch the excitement in the distance.

Ivan turned his head to look at the bartender. The bartender seemed to be used to such scenes. He just rolled his eyes and slowly took away a few bottles of expensive wine and hid them.

One of the strong men was hit and lost his balance, fell to the ground and slid for a distance, and fell beside the table legs.

It was only then that Ivan noticed that there was a set of single tables and chairs behind the booth, and a figure was sitting on it.

The human's hair was a rare black, and it was casually tied behind his head. He held his own table to avoid being knocked down, and he kindly bent down to help the man who was knocked down, so that he could rejoin the battle.

Then Ivan watched him say something into the phone, then buried himself in two mouthfuls, stood up to observe the situation, and then stood up holding the big white plate and big white porcelain bowl in front of him with his hands.

I saw that he was strong and steady, and he dodged the danger in the fierce battle several times, just like a fighter in a hail of bullets, bravely rushing into the enemy's camp without fear of difficulties.

What kind of foodie spirit is this?

He consciously protected the balance of the container in his hand, but he really didn't spill anything at all.

"Brother, there's no one around, I'll hide here." The black-haired man went straight through the booth, smiled and put the two containers on the bar.

"It's okay." Ivan glanced at the food he was protecting.

It turned out to be fried rice and wonton soup.Under normal circumstances, these two foods generally do not appear in bars.

Under the warm top light, the fried rice is crystal clear and wrapped in golden egg liquid, and carrots and diced ham of the same size are mixed in the rice, and there are a few fresh and tender shrimps on the surface that are seductively shiny.

The wontons are all thin-skinned and full of filling, full of luster, fragrant, and dotted with refreshing green onions. Even a vampire like Ivan, who doesn't eat much human cooking, thinks that it should be second only to human blood.

But the person in front of him is even more attractive.

This human's eyelashes are long but not curled, and his eyes are very beautiful, and the color is as precious as obsidian.The exposed part of the chest is thin and smooth. From Ivan's perspective, the black hair on top of his head happens to reflect the soft warm light, outlining a magnificent edge of light.

Although he was dressed in a low-key color, judging from his calm behavior just now and his exposed arm muscles, he was definitely not an ordinary person.Ivan suddenly thought of the jade produced in the East, which is hard and restrained.

However, this temperament lasted for about a second.

He lowered his head and almost plunged into the fried rice. He took a large spoonful of fried rice and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he stuffed another wonton with his cheeks puffed up happily, chewing and meeting Ivan's observing eyes.

It was a somewhat unexpected baby face, especially the way he chewed the food, he was attentive and focused, as if he had eaten some soul-level delicacy.

Kind of cute.Ivan thought.

"Sorry, I'm so hungry." The man said with his mouth full, "Hello, my surname is Wang, and my name is Wang Yao.

"I'm Ivan." Ivan didn't particularly hide his name, anyway, there are quite a few vampires with this name.

It was only then that Ivan realized that there were a few more figures in the farce behind him. The smashed vampire and several helpers rushed out from various places in the bar, surrounded the two humans, and showed their hunting fangs.

There is a huge disparity in the number of people, and it seems that the outcome has been decided.

Ivan suddenly felt something was wrong, because he sensed something different outside the bar.

Sure enough, a group of well-trained humans descended from the roof with ropes and broke through the window at the same time. The muffled gunshots scared off the onlookers in the distance.

The situation was reversed in an instant, and the vampires who were arrogant just now fell down one after another, unable to move. They were mercury bullets specially used to deal with vampires.

The human beings who descended from the sky were wearing uniform combat uniforms, and the metal of the blood hunting logo on the chest was shining, which could be said to be very obstructive to Ivan's eyes.

The drunkenness in the eyes of the two strong men just now swept away and joined the blood hunting team. Soon they took control of the scene, evacuated the crowd, and took away the fallen vampires.

The headed Xuehun is also a black-haired young man with short hair, but compared to Wang Yao, it looks much darker, and there is a ruthlessness in his brows.

"Xiaoju, your way of doing things is still the same as always. It's easy to hurt unrelated people." Wang Yao swallowed the food in his mouth, pulled people out and walked out.

Even though they were far away, Ivan didn't know why he subconsciously used the skills of the vampires at this time to use some tricks to vaguely hear some of their conversations.

"That's why the master who is still on vacation is needed to sit in the town." Honda Ju nodded slightly, looking extraordinarily humble, "The time limit given by the higher authorities is too tight. Only this method can catch all their accomplices. The timing is just right. You forgot, this time This method is still taught by you."

"I didn't let you break the window and rush in here. Fortunately, I asked the bartender to move all the seats around the booth. It's not that these blood races cheated them of their money, but it turned out to be audited. There is no time to pay..." Wang Yao muttered and complained, and Ivan didn't hear clearly.

"Master." Honda Ju said, "I have to obey the orders of my immediate superiors. Besides, this land boundary is already very chaotic, and no one will care..."

"Yes, you have been promoted, you are no longer my subordinate, and I can't control you." Wang Yao spread his hands.

"No matter how promoted I am, I will never be able to surpass you. When will Master go back?" Honda Ju bowed again, avoiding this sensitive topic.

"Well...in a few days." Wang Yao said.

"You come here every year on vacation at this time, is it going well this time?" Honda Ju asked.

"Sweeping a tomb is smooth or not." Wang Yao waved his hand.

"Who is that seat? Is it also your informant? Is there any danger?" Honda Ju looked in Ivan's direction with a malicious look.

"That's not it, it's just a passer-by. You go and work hard first, I'm leaving." Wang Yao patted Honda Ju on the shoulder, came straight back, and sat back on his seat to pick his fried rice.

"Are you also a blood hunter?" Ivan Fan raised his eyes and pretended to ask casually, "A representative of the elite among human beings?"

"You're still a vampire." Wang Yao leaned closer to Ivan's neck and took an ambiguous breath, almost touching Ivan's earlobe. Before Ivan pushed him away, he leaned against the bar and whispered, "Hmm... pure blood, good quality The level is very high. People of your level should not appear in this kind of land."

Ivan has never been so close to a human before. The breath of a healthy human is very attractive to a vampire. The stronger the body, the more beneficial the blood.Some young people can earn a small fortune by donating blood illegally.

From Ivan's point of view, Wang Yao's skin under the collarbone can be seen. It is different from the wheat-colored arm that has been exposed all year round. The skin is white, tender and smooth, and the collarbone, which is twisted and pulled by the muscles, is particularly sexy.

His taste is very sweet, if you bite down, it should be very delicious.

Ivan subconsciously licked his lower lip, and stopped this thought in time, after all, his identity should not be lost.

"How did you see that?" Ivan actually felt that he was pretending pretty well.

"Experience. I also discovered it just now, so I'm not sure." Wang Yao smiled, "Although I am a blood hunter, I am not a radical. I actually had to be taken care of by blood clans when I was young."

Wang Yao returned to his sitting position, and took out a valuable watch from his pocket and gave it to the bartender, "It was taken off by those vampires just now, old friend, I will pay you back. Quickly take out the Erguotou I saved."

"No, I took it to soak garlic to drive out insects. The next time you do this to my shop, I will kick you out. No one else is allowed to help, Wang, clean up the place yourself." The bartender Put away the watch, rolled his eyes in the face of the mess, and went to the back kitchen.Also leaving are the sporadic store workers who were forced to leave work.

Wang Yao looked around, sighed in resignation, and began to tidy up.In the lively bar an hour ago, there were only two living creatures left, Ivan and Wang Yao.

Wang Yao seemed to be very good at housekeeping, and quickly cleaned up the debris on the ground. He was waving the broom quickly while chatting: "Is your name really Ivan? Didn't you just make it up?"

"Yes." Ivan sat firmly on the bar counter, drinking whiskey.

"What's your surname?" Wang Yao was really bored and could only find topics at will, "I'm sorry if I offend you."

"I'm from the Braginski family, not a big one." Ivan held the whiskey in his hand. Although he didn't say his full name, the surname revealed already explained everything.

"Braginski?" Wang Yao felt familiar and stopped to think, "The new lord of the North seems to be from this family too. He is a newcomer."

"That's right. But I'm just a side branch, and it has nothing to do with me." Ivan pretended to show a signature smile.

Wang Yao winked and didn't continue to ask, but moved the topic to other places, such as classic movies, celebrity gossip and other irrelevant topics.

Ivan, the future lord of the Northland, would never have imagined that he and the male creature would just sit there all night in the dim light of the bar, chatting, watching him clean up, and helping him clean up several tables by the way cup.

Just meeting for the first time is like finding a suitable soul mate.In Wang Yao's words, this is called fate.

After returning, Ivan investigated all the situations of Wang Yao, continued to pretend to be an ordinary blood, and sent many letters and gifts to Wang Yao in private.For this reason, as a lord, he also took the lead in issuing false certificates.

Wang Yao didn't respond at first, not at all, and Ivan even wondered if the information he got was wrong.

As a result, one day, his manor suddenly received dozens of kilograms of vacuum-packed blood sausage and matching cooking bags.There is a letter in the package, the font on it is correct and powerful, and the cooking method is clearly written.The inscription wrote a king.

It tastes so good that Leslie and the others are going crazy.

Wang Yao obviously knew who he was.

The gifts and letters exchanged never mentioned any sensitive topics, and were all innocuous greetings and ridicules.Both parties are well aware that this connection is hard-won, and it is easy to cause misunderstanding and suspicion.

At this time of year, Ivan would go to the frontier tavern to wait for Wang Yao, drink and chat with old friends for many years, and go to the surrounding area for a while.It's just that the fewer people who know about this relationship, the better.

It is impossible for Wang Yao to abandon his job, and it is impossible for him to abandon his family.

Ambiguous, can only be tasted.

That summer when everything ended, Wang Yao did not appear as originally agreed.

When Ivan saw him again, he had been tortured into a bloody cripple.

His comrades, his country, had deserted him.

His pride, his glory, betrayed him too.

At this time, as long as you stretch out your hand and use a little trick, Wang Yao will never go back.

Ivan licked off the blood on his face with the tip of his tongue, hugged the dilapidated Wang Yao, and nervously kissed the cross-shaped scar on his right hand over and over again.

Wang Yao, don't think about anything, don't do anything, just stay by my side.

This is also a way of protection, right, Wang Yao.

——TBC——

Continue to drop down to the small theater

Lu: Today I will teach you how to raise a cute foodie

Lu: First, we need to have enough food.

Lu: We also need a fully functional kitchen.

Lu: Then you need to put the foodies in the kitchen.

Yao: ...

Lu: What's the matter?

Yao: The most important thing is to have love (dear)