Chapter 437 The Law of True Fragrance

"Try it! It's very fragrant!" Roland gently raised the spoon in his hand to Nyx.

"Ah~" Nyx closed his eyes and endured the psychological discomfort, then moved forward and opened his mouth.

"Hmm..." The spicy and tender tofu puffs slid into his stomach at lightning speed before Nyx could react.

"Oh, it smells so delicious!" Nicks's eyes lit up instantly. The spicy, salty tofu curd quickly conquered Nicks' stomach. This made his stomach tortured by a cook who had been "feeding pigs" Come alive after a long absence.

"Ah woo~" Nyx quickly took the spoon and swallowed it three times, his eyes full of surprise.

The corners of Roland's eyes twitched. As expected, the law of true fragrance always applies. Nicks, who had resisted to death just now, had abandoned her ladylike demeanor and was swallowing big mouthfuls of tofu.

Roland couldn't help but lovingly wiped away the red oil from the corner of her mouth. This girl is really pitiful. She has been ruined by the poor food of Middle-earth for so many years. It is considered that she finally encountered the traditional delicacies of the big foodie empire without swallowing it in her stomach. Be reserved.

"Slow down, let's try some bread to eat with it." Roland looked around and could only find some white bread. It seemed that he still had a long way to go before not eating pig food.

"You guys should try it too!" Roland said to the chefs and cooks as he looked at the whole bucket of tofu curd.

After everyone thanked Roland for the gift, they all imitated Roland and mixed a bowl for themselves. As a result, the whole kitchen instantly became like a pig feeding trough, with squeaking sounds everywhere.

Roland's eyelids twitched. It seemed that he had underestimated the taste impact of Chinese cuisine on these poor people.

"You just watched it for a while! Boris!" Roland called the chef.

"Of course, Your Highness! I will keep it in my heart!" Boris nodded and bowed in worship to Roland. They could only be amazed by Roland's cooking skills. Even Chef Boris, who considered himself a master of cooking (a master of dark cuisine), They were all in admiration.

"It's just..." Boris's face suddenly changed and he said awkwardly.

"Fuck (a kind of plant), just say what you want! Just fart! Stop making such a fuss with me!" Roland was almost disgusted by the greasy uncle's movements of squeezing and squeezing his hands.

"It's those magic sauces you made that we won't produce..." Boris scratched his head.

"It's okay, I left some for you. If you don't have enough, come and get it from me!" Roland waved his hand. After all, he signed in and won a lot of these three-no condiments. These objects that Roland once threw in the corner of the system space were finally found in Middle-earth. The extremely foodie-unfriendly world plays a big role.

"Okay, I want to try something else when I come down!" Roland waved Boris away like a fly, and then came to the remaining tofu nao.

Roland put a steamer in the steamer (a garbage thing given by the system when signing in), then spread a layer of cage cloth, scooped out the tofu, and covered the cage. Finally, he needed to use heavy objects to suppress it, so he found a Unable to find anything suitable, Roland directly pressed his Dragon-Slaying Sword onto it.

"Wait 30 minutes!" Roland pulled Nicks out of the kitchen, who was still filled with excitement.

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"Your Highness, how do you know how to make these things?" Nyx asked confusedly. She still doesn't understand why Roland suddenly became a gourmet.

"..." The corner of Roland's mouth twitched a few times, but he hesitated to speak. Did he want to tell Nyx that his skills were not top-notch in China? Any village aunt knows more tricks than he does, but he learned this skill from watching short videos.

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"What is this?" Nicks curiously poked the swaying tofu with his white hand.

"Tsk! It seems that the pressure is not firm. This is soft tofu." Roland held his chin and said to himself.

"Silver tofu?" Chef Boris came over and wanted to steal a lesson.

"Get out!" Roland kicked away the chef who treated people like pigs and cursed him angrily.

"How do you eat this? Or do you eat it like this?" Nyx asked with his big eyes curious.

"Don't always think about one way to eat it..." Roland shook his head helplessly. Sure enough, there is a reason why the dishes are expensive and scarce. Even the halflings who are good at food in the plot only fry and stew. As for cooking, they probably don't know how to cook. Have heard of...

"Alas..." Roland shook his head. There was still a long way to go.

"Boris! Come here and watch and learn! Next time you make pig food for me, I will kill you! And you! If you don't want to go to the city gate to swing next time, just learn from me!" Roland roared filial piety. .

"Oh, here it comes!" Boris immediately ran over with a smile on his face.

Roland ignored him and just took the kitchen knife and cut the tofu into two-finger-wide slices evenly, then poured the vegetable oil into the iron pot for stew...

Everyone had expressions of confusion. It seemed that King Roland was no different from them. They were just stewed in a big pot. At best, the ingredients were different.

Roland glanced at them and said nothing. After all, even if I stew randomly, I would not add cockroaches to the pot like you do... I am the majestic King Lagrand, and I am not Belle Roland, so I can't survive in the wilderness.

"Chila~" The tofu slid into the hot oil along the edge of the pot, and there was a stinging sound. Soon the aroma of fried tofu filled the air, and the unprecedented bean aroma made everyone's index fingers twitch.

"Go! Cut a cabbage for me!" Roland directed Boris to do something for him.

Soon Boris brought the chopped cabbage over, and Roland took a satisfied look. Although there was no cabbage, cabbage was also acceptable.

Roland put the cabbage in the pan and stir-fried it, then poured it with soy sauce and dark soy sauce, then sprinkled a little MSG and salt, and the little flavor came out in no time! At this moment, Boris's eyes were wide open. He couldn't believe it. He had just witnessed a new cooking method. The impact of a nuclear bomb on Boris, who aspired to become a top chef, was no less than a nuclear bomb. He wished he could get into the pot and look at Roland. operate.

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"Your Highness is so talented!" Boris praised sincerely. Although he didn't taste it, he knew from the color and smell that this brand new dish was good.

"Are you ready to watch? Let's do this tonight!" Roland filled a large plate with fried tofu and cabbage and said to Boris.

"Are these two?" Boris asked.

"Tofu poo is for breakfast! So don't you know how to make something else?" Roland said, holding his forehead.

"Okay, Your Highness!" Boris patted his chest and promised. People who didn't know him thought he was going to die heroically.

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"Try it!" Roland said to Nicks, who were the only two people at the dining table at the moment.

"Hmm! Good time!" Nyx was chewing tofu and bread and couldn't understand.

Roland's face suddenly twisted when he looked at the bread in Nyx's hand. You know that for an ancient capital person to eat bread for nearly a year is no less than torture. Roland didn't understand. There was so much pasta. Why do these Westerners only know how to make bread? Is it because the Guokui is no longer fragrant or the noodles are not chewy enough?