Chapter 240 Religion

Roland is designing the medal pattern for tomorrow's award ceremony. It stands to reason that this not particularly important work should have been completed long ago, but he has been a little restless since the afternoon. [[〈August 1st School{say〔[网}〕]>))])?]〉

To be exact, it was after Nightingale kissed him.

Although there was a faint premonition before, the other party didn't make it clear, and he couldn't take the initiative to speak up, but now that it is certain, how should he respond to the other party's feelings?

Nightingale's question also made him understand that he didn't hate Nightingale, and was even a little complacent. Who would hate a woman who is beautiful, calm, and gets along with him day and night? Roland's inability to respond positively lies in the inherent concepts formed over the past two decades, the practical problems he will face in the future, and... Anna's thoughts. Especially the last point, he couldn't ignore Anna and only act according to his own preferences.

Perhaps these answers can only be given to time to answer.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in, it's unlocked." Roland shouted, a little surprised at the same time, who will come to the office at this time?

It was Anna who pushed the door and entered. She was holding two dinner plates in one hand and an earthen pot in the other. Before she could open her mouth, Roland had already smelled the alluring fragrance.

"food?"

"Well," Anna put the plate on the table with a smile, then took off the bowl covering the earthen pot, and poured out the milky white soup, "This is called honey roasted mushrooms, one dish is made by me, and the other is made by Nightingale. Yes, and what's in the jar is mushroom soup, all seasoned with some common herb leaves."

"It looks delicious," Roland licked his lips. "Sit down and eat together."

Anna nodded and sat down across the table.

"Where is Nightingale, why didn't she come?"

"She said... she didn't know what expression to use when she saw you," she replied, "I don't quite understand why she should care about that."

"..." So that's the case, Roland sighed softly in his heart, although he said it outrightly, without any regrets, and said "it's not your fault, I just did what I wanted to do", in fact But it's not much better than a squirrel who mustered up the courage to stick out of the hole. Really, is this bold or timid..."In that case, let's eat first."

Picking up a piece of mushroom and putting it in his mouth, the sweetness of honey instantly melted in his mouth, followed by the juice contained in the mushroom. In the era without MSG, this rich and delicious feeling is enough to make people stagger... and a little salt The grains enhance its freshness, and the last is the chewy texture of the mushroom itself, which is delicate and tough, and the taste is simply impeccable.

"These... aren't ordinary mushrooms?" Roland immediately noticed the difference after swallowing them. It's good that ordinary mushrooms can remain smooth and refreshing after grilling. How could they have their own juice? It's not made from soup.

"Well, it's a specialty of the Hidden Forest, and the people in the town call it the Bird's Kiss Mushroom," Anna smiled and told the history of the mushroom, "That's why I want you to try it too.

Roland tasted another mushroom used to make soup. It was also extremely delicious, and the juice contained in it was much richer. It felt like eating a soup dumpling, and it was more crispy when chewed. This long-lost taste reminded him of an extremely common seasoning in later generations that is suitable for adding to any dish—MSG. Before monosodium glutamate was discovered, chefs could only use indirect methods to enhance the umami taste of dishes, such as cooking broth with whole chicken, bones, mushrooms and soybeans. Although cooks of later generations prefer to use the original taste to reflect their superb cooking skills, it has to be said that even a poor novice can enrich the taste of food by more than one level as long as they add MSG.

If bird-kiss mushrooms are naturally plump and juicy, it is an ideal material for extracting MSG. It grows on trees and is difficult to pick, so it is not promoted? None of this was a problem for Roland.

"Are there many mushrooms of this kind?"

"I don't know...but it should be a lot," Anna bit off a piece, "Maggie said she only flew around the edge of the forest, and helped me pick up a big bag."

"That's really good news." Roland neatly wiped out the sliced ​​mushrooms baked by Anna, and stretched his chopsticks to another plate, "I'm worried that the steak is either sprinkled with pepper or smeared with honey, and I'm getting tired of it—poof .”

"What's wrong?"

"No...it's nothing." He burst into tears in his heart, oh my god, this piece is really salty enough, did Nightingale accidentally drop it into the salt shaker? Even so, he swallowed the mushroom. Later, Roland discovered that the rest of the mushroom slices were either mushy or undercooked, and one side was browned and the other side was half-raw. Fortunately, the bird's kiss mushroom itself is very delicious, which largely conceals her poor cooking skills.

"I... I'm full," he put down his chopsticks, managed to finish the second plate, and drank the soup, his stomach was already swollen. "Thank you."

"Well, there's also Nightingale," Anna smiled so cutely that Roland couldn't help reaching out and pinching her nose. The latter snorted, leaned forward and kissed the prince's cheek, "Then I'm going to wash the dishes, remember to go to bed early."

After the witch left, Roland breathed out lightly.

Although I don't want to ignore Anna's thoughts... but some things are not so easy to say. He thought helplessly, maybe this also has something to do with his identity as a mechanical dog, after all, he had very little contact with the opposite sex throughout his studies. Even after graduating and successfully entering a large-scale design institute with a considerable salary, this point has not changed.

Fortunately, there is still a long way to go before completely defeating the church, and he can slowly consider what to do next. As for now, it is better to concentrate on completing the work in front of you.

...

The next morning, when Roland boarded the temporary wooden platform in the square, there were already crowds of people around.

Today's Border Town has undergone earth-shaking changes compared to the remote and poor one before, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it has a completely new look.

The sparse old houses in the town have all been demolished, and replaced by four ground-breaking construction sites and all brick houses, and the latter are all built in accordance with the overall planning of the community, which looks neat at first glance—although only Occupying a third of the town's land, it is enough to accommodate the original 2,000 aborigines.

When the three-story and four-story houses are put into construction, and the follow-up community is opened, the same piece of land will only have more and more people living there. For now, the name Border Town obviously doesn't fit the real situation. No town can have a population of nearly 20,000 and a professional army of 600. He plans to wait until next spring to officially promote this place to a real city.

Under the effect of Echo's ability, Roland's voice quickly quieted everyone down.

"Today is the first award ceremony in Border Town, which is used to reward and encourage those who have made great contributions to this place. It has been almost half a year since I arrived here. We defeated the evil beasts, defeated I took over the Duke and built the town into what it is today. Many people have paid a lot for this, and there are a few outstanding ones among them. They are not nobles or rich businessmen. They were just ordinary people before working for me, just like you !"

He looked around and said loudly, "But now, they will get rich rewards! Among them is a medal made by me, a hundred golden dragons, and five acres of land!"

This news caused waves among the crowd, not to mention medals and land, just the one hundred golden dragons is an enviable huge sum of money.

"There won't be only one such ceremony—from now on, there will be an award ceremony every year. Regardless of birth or wealth, as long as you have made outstanding achievements, you will be able to receive this highest honor!"

As soon as Roland finished speaking, the echo-simulated salute immediately resounded throughout the audience. Amidst the continuous roar, Iron Axe, Kemo Scull, and Nana Hua Payne, surrounded by the First Army, boarded the wooden tower. (To be continued.)