Chapter 109 The Snow Werewolf Clan Will Change
The four of Isaac sent the hunted Razer lizard materials back to the hotel. After a while, several people looked at each other for a long time. After all, they couldn't resist the temptation of food, and they went out to the east of the port...
Eat for a lifetime, even if you eat dark food until you die, suddenly one day you eat normal food, and then let you go back to eat dark food, that is everyone has to strongly refuse-even if this normal food is cooked by the super fierce beast, the snow werewolf clan , There is no possibility of a second option.
The snow werewolf tribe's shop(restaurant) was opened in the area designated for the Snow Wolf tribe on the east side of the port. A two-story wooden house was opened to serve as a facade. In the open space in front of the shop, there were several sets of long tables and square wooden piers with relatively awkward workmanship.
When Isaac entered the snow werewolf clan area, the square wooden piers that hadn't even cut the bark were already full of diners.
Smelling the smell of skewers and thick soup floating in the air, Arnold the dwarf sucked his nose deeply, shaking his lips and exclaimed: "Even if this is the aroma from hell, I Arnold chose to fall."
And this The dwarf left behind his slowly walking companion, and ran all the way to the long queue with two short legs...
Isaac&Melken&Alex: "…"
"There is no seat, or first Wait for a seat, or squat to one side to eat!" Mu Mu, who was cooking the powder, shouted when he saw another batch of people lined up.
"Who cares if there is a place? Give me my vermicelli quickly!" Waiting for the urging of the front brother.
"Don't worry, add the ingredients, you want more spicy and less?" The Snow Werewolf who had been in the cafeteria for half a year asked while adding ingredients quickly.
"Anything is okay, give it to me quickly, I'm going to starve to death!" The copper coin in his hand was almost squashed by him. Seeing that the cub finally handed the bowl to him, he quickly stuffed the coin over and took it. Move the bowl two steps away and start eating while standing.
Isaac looked around at the noodle table and the number of people in front of the grill, and found that they were almost the same. He was hesitating whether to eat the noodles or the barbecue first, and he saw that there was at least one meter five high and one meter wide behind the store's wooden house. The cylindrical iron bucket is floating sideways...
Isaac: "??"
"Let's let me in front, I can't see the front!"
This cylindrical iron bucket was still talking, not only Isaac, but even the people in line at the noodle table were shocked; a closer look showed that there were a pair of feet under the iron bucket and the iron handles on both sides. Holding a pair of claws... It turned out to be a large iron pot that was lifted out of the barrel.
"Nanfeng, put it here, put it here!" A snow werewolf cub ran out of the store, holding an iron stove in his hand, and placing it on the open space between the table where the noodles were placed and the grill. "Hey~ Shu!"
Nan Feng, the cub holding the large barrel-shaped iron pot, put the heavy cauldron gently on the stove before he straightened up and rubbed his stomach, "It's dead, it's still a bit hot." "I said earlier that two people moved together. You are going to try your best to go." "What, you didn't say that just now -" "Don't play Xiaoyu, Nanfeng, come and move things." A cat clan shouted to the two cubs in the store.
"Okay." The two cubs turned and entered the store.
The people in line on both sides stared curiously at the middle. Isaac, who had not participated in the line, walked forward and inquired into the iron pot. The pot was filled with soup that looked very oily and thick, and could faintly smell the strange aroma. But this scent couldn't be associated with the scent he knew, and Isaac couldn't even find an adjective.
"Mu Mu, what is this?"
"Boiled stewed." Mumu still remembered Isaac, and replied casually.
"Brine...? Brine? Isn't brine poisonous, can it be used for cooking?" The elves know a lot, and an elven warrior sitting on a square wooden pier and eating skewers looks surprised.
"It's not the Brine, it's made from marinade. It is a marinade boiled with many kinds of spices. The cooked food is delicious. You will know it later when you try it." Mumu was confident.
While they were talking, two cubs and a cat clan brought a lot of things out: a wooden table, a row of jars and pots filled with seasonings and dishes, a bucket of soaked sweet potato flour, two large bowls, and a wooden board. A kitchen table, a pair of sharp-nosed scissors, a wire fishing net, and a pair of very long chopsticks.
When the cub Xiaoyu saw Isaac standing in front of the braised pot, he was a little surprised. He turned his head and said to his companions: "We have someone to queue up before we start selling?"
Isaac: "Uh..."
Cub Nan Feng grinned: "When you smell the scent, you know that the stew is delicious~ This is called 'a life', know not."
Isaac: "Hmm..."
The two cubs looked at Isaac together and said in unison. Land: "A portion of eight copper coins, do you want spicy or not?"
"..." Where is Isaac's room for refusal, so I had to bite the bullet and say, "Be spicy."
"Okay~" Cub Nanfeng grabbed a handful of soaked sweet potato flour (about two or two) and threw it into the fishing net and put it in the pot for heating. The right hand flexibly picked up the long chopsticks, which looked like a witch's dark cooking from the stewed pot. Scoop something out, "One serving should contain a potato, a piece of oily tofu, a piece of konjac tofu, a piece of tofu skin, a piece of cube meat..."
The cub Xiaoyu handed over the bowl, and then used scissors to stew the soft potatoes and make a treat. Cut two and two cubes of pork belly and cut into pieces of three kinds of tofu products; at this time, the sweet potato powder is also hot, pick up and pour into a bowl, add a little soy sauce, vinegar, and chili sauce, and then add another Boil the bean sprouts in the chopsticks, sprinkle some chopped green onion and stir-fry the beans, and scoop half a spoon of the stewed soup into it.
"Okay, eight copper coins!"
Isaac picked up the stewed noodles with a weird color, entangled for a few seconds, and ate it with a fork... During the night in the wild, the insects did not eat less, this thing is just watching The dark dishes that go up like witches are still very attractive in terms of fragrance, not so hypocritical.
After eating like this, it's out of control—the charm of marinated cooking is that it is rich in aromatic substances and has a mellow and mellow aftertaste. The marinade used for marinating is not as heavy as the marinade of marinated meat, and it looks thick and tastes better. It is light, and has a mellow taste in the light taste. It can be said that the taste can be interesting.
Xiao Yun used the "exclusive secret recipe" developed by his elder sister to cook the stew, using star anise, grass fruit, cumin, tangerine peel, cinnamon, licorice, pepper, bay leaf, small pepper and other spices, plus sugar, salt, pepper, and 100 ml of distilled wine produced in the laboratory are boiled with water to make a marinade; boil a large pot of broth with pork bones and fish bones, and add marinade to the broth to become the brine for marinating.
The marinade can be reused as long as it is not contaminated and stored properly. Add broth, marinade and salt to it if the taste is weak. The longer you use it, the more mellow the taste. You can also use the tribe for commodities that are not suitable for bulk trading Consume a batch-such as potatoes that have not been made into vermicelli, various soy products, and konjac tofu made from wild konjac...
Especially the latter, konjac is really difficult to sell in this world, and the poorest bottom layer depends on potato sweet potatoes. To live, Konjac can't be cheaper than these two, and people who are not so poor that they don't like this stuff. Isaac unknowingly killed a whole bowl of marinated. After eating, he felt full, but at the same time, he was still full of meaning. This is the most magical part of marinated. After eating, the aftertaste still remains. In the oral cavity, people can't help but have the urge to "I can eat more".
No one came to line up anyway, Isaac simply refused to give up his position, his eyes piercingly looked at the two Snow Wolf cubs who were in charge of the cooking: "Bring me another one."
"Okay~" The cub hurriedly grabbed the powder and put it into the pot.
Dwarf Arnold struggling to glance at the row of buttocks in front of him, gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, withdrew from the team, and ran towards Isaac. As soon as he moved, those at the end of the line could not sit still, and subconsciously shifted to follow...
If the direct domineering taste stimulation given by hot and sour noodles and skewers is a gorgeous and hot hot girl, then stew It's the little fairy who wants to refuse and welcomes you and will pester you. When Isaac surpassed his personal limit to get rid of the fourth bowl of braised boil, he couldn't bend down and felt painful and happy. Complicated moaning...
"Hiccup, I'm dead, hiccup!" Arnold also surpassed his personal limits. As a dwarf with a really worrying belly, he slumped directly to the root of the wall on the side of the store, unable to move, rubbing his belly weakly. Too bad, why are snow werewolf's food so delicious? Hiccup!"
"Is the food cooked in that weird cauldron really so good?" Melken, a loyal fan of hot and sour noodles, curiously.
"It's delicious as if a devil is tempting your tongue." Arnold said in pain.
Malken shrugged and turned to look at Isaac, who was unable to get up sitting on the square wooden pier: "Eat like you, when we go back before winter, can you still wear your current clothes?"
" It's such a difficult question to answer." Isaac sighed as he touched his belly.
"Maybe the snow werewolf would still sell us clothes at that time?" Alex joked after eating skewers.
"Eh? Our clothes?" At the end of the peak dining period, the guests were almost gone. Mumu came over to fetch water and wash the dishes with a bucket. Unexpectedly, when she came over, she heard the guests discussing. She looked down at the thieves who had a small body. Li, very seriously, without joking, "You may not be able to put it on."
"..." Alex's face turned green and white.
"Hahahaha!" Arnold patted his thigh with delight.
Waiting for Mumu to walk away, Alex turned his head to look at the leader who is still stealing the music: "Isaac, is he serious or joking?" Isaac spread his hands innocently.
"Isn't there a cat clan with a short head among them? I can't be shorter than those two cat clan!" Alex was a little annoyed.
Malken blinked frantically: "Uh..."
Alex was taken aback and twisted his head to the other side... Then the two cat clan holding a large pile of dirty bowls were looking straight at him. The shorter Snow Leopard Pearl of the two cats squatted down to put down the dirty bowl, walked to Alex and stood side by side with him, raised his claws and gestured from the top of his head to the top of Alex, the golden vertical pupils did not blink. Staring at the stiff-faced thief: "Not counting ears, I'm so much taller than you."
Alex: "..." snow leopard Zhenzhu proudly picked up the dirty bowl, and strode away with his companion.
"Ahahahaha—" Arnold slapped his thigh again.
"Forget it, Alex, they should be joking." Isaac laughed desperately. Alex didn't want to say anything...
"Ashu, let's go play spicy!"
"Everything is packed?"
"Pack the spicy!"
"Go, don't run away."
The two are about 1.8 meters tall. The cubs of the snow werewolf clan rushed out of the store, rushing across the four humans sitting in two pairs and ran to the edge of the harbor above the border of the beach; before the four of them could react, the two cubs jumped down with teeth and claws, and could not wait to start fighting, biting each other, hitting the sand with a "boom" in mid-air, then jumped up suddenly, hitting one by one, and not too much when the one above was crushed and beaten. The one kicked and flew, the two sides started chasing, and the sand was splashed...
"...Playing?" Alex's eyelids jumped when he saw, and he turned his head stiffly to look at his companions.
"Uh... just now they seemed to say that." Isaac's eyes were also straight. "Isn't there a real fire coming?" Arnold was a little scared when he saw their mutual punching. One bite the other's arm and slammed the head without letting go. What's the matter?
The bitten fish yelled loudly at this time: "Nanfeng, you shamelessly, saying that you have to let go when the number of bites reaches ten!"
Nanfeng let go, and immediately bit his other arm.
"Ah, ah, Nanfeng (╬◣д◢)!!"
"Hahahaha, who told you to count so slowly! Stupid!"
The two cubs joked and fought farther and farther, the dust and the two groups of men and horses rolled up It's the same as fighting...
Isaac and the other four: "..."
"Shall we go back to the hotel?" Alex was stunned. The other three didn't say anything, and stood up silently...
They don't know where the snow wolf clan's combat power is, but they know enough about how resistant the snow wolf clan is. Now they know enough... the cubs cubs are so fight resistant. In this way, is there any reason? !
The snow wereolves who appeared in the Elf Harbor before are all relatively stable warriors. This time, there are two mischievous cubs who are going to laugh and vent their energy after work. The adventurers from all races know the snow. How inhuman is the wolf tribe? As more and more people see the two bear children playing mischief on the beach, the discussion about the "worth" of the snow wolf tribe that occasionally appeared in the tavern has ceased to sound... ...It's troublesome! Not to mention still following four adult snow werewolves and two cat tribes, just wanting to take down those two cubs is nothing!
Some people tried to get close to Nanfeng and Xiaoyu, the two seemingly good cubs, and deceived them with words. As a result... it was difficult for outsiders to get close when they were fighting, and when they weren't fighting, they bothered. It's busy cooking under the eyes of everyone-the most important thing is that it is very difficult and very difficult to quiet these naughty kids during non-work hours! It is even more difficult for these two to listen quietly to a stranger's ostentation!
That afternoon, the Isaacs continued to eat and support, sitting on the empty square wooden piers and panting. Even Malken, who hadn't touched the stew at first, was left with the strength to roll his eyes.
Most of the people left after eating. Most of the people who still sit here are supported like Isaac and the others. Only two pairs of people sitting and occupying the table are still enjoying the food with relish. "Sure enough, stewed cooking and grilled skewers with wine are the correct way to eat it. It is a violent thing to eat and drink and stuff it into the stomach." The director of the Adventurers Association who keeps the eight-character must-have a pinch of rum and a bite of the boiled tofu, sighed with squinting eyes.
"Don't say that, it will be hated by the boys. In fact, we old men can't open their belly and enjoy the food. We have to carefully calculate the amount of food we can eat." Opposite the minister, it seems that he is only in his thirties. The gray-robed spellcaster with a hoarse voice like an old man pushed down his eyes on the bridge of his nose and smiled authentically.
"Sean, proper maintenance of each other's face is the way to communicate with old friends, right?" The branch minister pretended to be angry, his eyes staring.
"Forget it, it is in order to maintain the face of both of us that we have to wait for others to eat first. Face is really harmful." The gray-robed spellcaster still smiled, "If it were us Throw away those meaningless things early, so you and I won't stand beside you pretending to be chic and blowing the sea breeze for a long time."
"Well...I should have been here earlier, that little girl, Ben Jieming. I only know that I am enjoying it, but I didn't explain the situation here sooner. Alas, we are older. There are no old men like us in the eyes of young people." The branch minister sighed.
Ms. Benjamin, who was sitting at the long table next door, looked over with embarrassment: "Mr. Primo, I—"
The gray-robed spellcaster raised his hand and made a stopping gesture: "Leave him alone, Benjamin, Puli Mo this bad old man deliberately delayed the sailing time of the fleet. Before setting off, he was worried that his old bones would not be able to bear the hardship when he came to the barren land to the north, so he just delayed the time and stayed in Port City to eat and drink... if It's not that the wine on the boat was drunk by him, so he wouldn't drag me off the boat and hurried over first. In his own words, no matter how much you don't pay attention to, you can drink rum at the Port of Elf, so you Look, this guy is really not a good thing."
"Cough cough cough cough cough!" Division Minister Puli Mo coughed vigorously, staring angrily at his old friend.
Ms. Benjamin couldn't laugh or cry, she had to pretend not to hear what Sean said: "How long will the fleet arrive, Mr. Sean."
"If Captain Beavis finds out that Primo is missing, he will be there about tomorrow morning, right? "The gray robe mage spread his hands.
"Then I will go to see General Kleist to inform about this, please allow me to retire first." Ms. Benjamin got up and respectfully saluted the two, and hurried away with her deputy.
Isaac, who was only preparing to take a break from the salted fish, listened inadvertently, winked at the three companions, and left quietly.
Walking out of the snow wolf clan's residential area, Arnold couldn't help but uttered: "The association has really invested a lot of money. Let Puli Mo, the God of War, be the branch minister, and also invited Sean, the end of illusion. "
"After all, it is a major event that is allowed to enter the Elf Forest. Of course, the Association will pay enough attention." Isaac looked a little solemn, "I just don't know...how many gold medal hunters have come this time."
"Isaac, you What are you worried about?" Malken was stunned.
Isaac nodded, shook his head again, and hesitated before saying: "I was thinking, the snow wolf clan lives in the depths of the cursed land. Now we adventurers only haunt the west coast. The snow wolf clan doesn't care, but if there are people going deep into the cursed land and harassing the snow werewolf tribe or other tribes, will it arouse the snow werewolf tribe's resentment?"
As soon as he said this, Arnold became nervous... just in case the snow werewolf tribe is about to take risks. Those who become hostile, close their stalls and go home without doing business, where will they be able to support them in the future?
A pleasant adventure in the cursed land, the quality of life will be greatly reduced~!
While Isaac and others were worried about their stomachs, Mumu, who was still packing at the door of the store, also heard the conversations of the guests outside.
"Puli Mo... such a difficult name to pronounce." Mumu thought like this.
Putting the dirty bowl aside and wiping the table clean, Mumu suddenly said "Ah".
"Huh?" Ashu, who was crouching in front of the cabinet and sorting out the sauce jar, turned his head and looked over.
Mumu turned his head and glanced at the two humans who were sitting and chewing slowly, and imitated Ayun's habitual movements and touched their chins: "That's it... there are a lot of people coming..."
"What are you talking about? Mumu?" Ashu strangely.
"We're going to have another batch of new guests, Ashu, are our sauce ingredients still enough?"
"Let me see, chili sauce is consumed very quickly, soy sauce needs to be refilled, and sweet potato powder is used quickly halfway..."
"I'll write it down first, and let me take it back when someone delivers the ingredients." Mumu took out the bark paper and charcoal from the cabinet, brushed and wrote, "Chili sauce, soy sauce, sweet potato vermicelli... also what can I add?"
"Let's have a batch of fresh soybeans. In addition to bean sprouts, I think we can also grind some tofu to increase the variety of orders. Um...a pair of stone mills, and konjac and potatoes to make up, and the others are unnecessary."
Ashu is shy and introverted when facing outsiders, and he is much more reliable if he only gets along with people who are familiar and close, and he is much more attentive than Mu Mu, who is a little carefree. "I've written it, come and keep it, I'm afraid I will lose it."
"Then don't lose it..."
"I can say this accurately!"
Gray-robed spellcaster Sean endured and endured. Finally, he couldn't hold back his curiosity, and looked back behind him. In the unsignatured food store of the snow werewolf tribe, two snow werewolves are still talking while sorting things. They are tall, majestic, strong muscles, and white hairy ears on both sides of their heads. They won't be blind. They admit their mistakes. Sean retracted his gaze a little stiffly, because he was experienced and knowledgeable, and his face could not help showing a look of surprise...
It's not that Sean of the orc empire had never traveled, but the snow werewolf tribe was exiled before he was born. So he has never been in contact with the real snow werewolf, but judging from the evaluations given by the friends that Sean made during the orc empire, he can probably sketch the outline of this ancient race in his heart-Lotte, Good Fighter, One Tendons, adherence to the covenant, and dying, are dragged down by the tiger clan to nearly extinction.
Such a snow werewolf tribe would actually go out of the cursed land to trade with forest elves and humans, and they would also appear in the elves' harbor selling food. At first it made Sean feel incredible; but when they came here with Puli Mo, they saw some of them. After the cat tribe, Sean was relieved. Perhaps after more than two hundred years of struggling to survive, the snow werewolf tribe finally awoke to get rid of the tiger tribe and form an alliance with the cat tribe, with the cat tribe acting as the brain, treating the covenant as honor and honor as me It is not difficult to understand that the fateful snow werewolf tribe will make a difference between the two tribes.
The caster's perception is even better than that of the walker. The gray-robed mage who listened to their conversation openly and openly felt that the worldview had been refreshed-
Is it the snow werewolf clan that led the transaction?
The cat clan is the one who confuses?
The most nonsense is that the snow werewolf can actually write, can keenly capture changes in market supply and demand, know how to prepare for transactions in advance in a planned way, and list materials? !