Holy Light, This Elf is Worth a Hammer

Chapter 731 Coach, I think. .

On a certain viewing platform in the Julong Mountains, while the sponsor's father was advertising for the competition, Feng Xian made a pot of curry rice with local materials.

Besides Apprentice Xiong and Baby Dragon, shopkeeper Mu and Le Yuan, who had been playing with the spoon, were a little lost in the picnic with Feng Xian.

—— Le Yuan

The son of Le Ping, the lord of the Dragon City, is also his only son, and when talking about these two, he has to mention the Le clan that has guarded the Julong Mountain Range since ancient times.

There is a folk legend that the Le clan is the patron saint who has protected the surrounding Baixin from the fierce beasts in the mountains since ancient times. There are also legends that the Le clan migrated from the forbidden place on the other side of the Julong Mountains. But no matter what kind of rumors it is, people now have only one impression of Dragon City.

Strong and prosperous.

As the only son of the city lord, Le Yuan is even more doted on by his parents, and it is not difficult to see his parents' expectations from his name.

Le Yuan, who grew up, is a rare eccentric talent in the world. He is proficient in poetry, poetry, prose, piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and swords.

Maybe he is not as good as Wentao Wulue, the praise of the best in the world, but in the hearts of the people in Dragon City, sooner or later he will become famous and be ranked among the strong.

However, things turned out to be contrary to expectations, and this chick, which had broken its shell a long time ago, still did not fly into the sky. Perhaps it was because the expectations for him were too high, and the excessive pressure caused damage to his spirit. I can't feel happy, I don't even have interest in anything, it's like an empty shell.

Insomnia and anxiety have further affected his mental state. The original sunny boy finally failed to withstand the burden on his shoulders. His spirit completely collapsed before his body, and he even had the idea of ​​ending his life earlier. .

"Isn't this just depression?"

Fengxian added another handful of firewood to the fire, and he couldn't help shaking his head when he heard the account of shopkeeper Mu's self-blame.

Fengxian doesn't know much about depression, only that it is a very troublesome mental illness. Although he has learned a lot in the training course in Hawaii, he still needs psychotherapy. .Sorry I haven't learned this.

"Forget it, let's talk about what are you doing? Curry? But it seems to taste very strong." Shopkeeper Mu sighed and then changed the subject, accompanied by a spicy smell into his breath. Le Yuan, who was in a daze, also subconsciously covered his mouth and nose, and looked at the big pot of bright red curry in front of him, which was bubbling, like hot molten lava. People flushed.

"Almost, but what I'm cooking now is Indian...ah, it's not volcano curry."

Curry also exists in this world, and it has a long history. It is said that it is a simple dish prepared by the desert peoples in the extreme western desert. It was finally spread to the inland during the war with Longyao.

The desert in the far west is poor in materials, but it is rich in spices. In order to make the simple meals more fragrant and delicious, it is almost a routine practice to add more than a dozen different spices to stewed dishes.

Among these spices, chilli is the most outstanding, and what Fengxian is doing at the moment is the most traditional Indian curry.

In Fengxian's original world view, Indian curry is the origin of all curry, but few people are used to eating it. Nowadays, most of the dishes served in Huaxia restaurants are actually improvements of Thai curry, which is the most common curry. The yellow curry is slightly spicy or even not spicy at all, or it is Japanese-style sweet curry.

But there are very few restaurants that serve real Indian curry. One of the reasons is that Indian curry is too spicy and has a strong flavor of spices. In addition, traditional Indian curry is vegetarian curry, which requires deep cooking. Otherwise, I can't grasp the cooking skills at all.

However, the times are changing. In the past, Fengxian tasted the traditional curry improved by an Indian chef in the store. When he first served the pot, he thought it was an old hot pot from Chongqing Shun, and it was also very popular.

At a glance, it is hot magma, and the stewed vegetables have been completely integrated with the curry. The aroma is intense and then the spicy taste that stimulates the appetite. When eating, you must eat it with bread bite by bite.

Although it is spicy, you can really taste the multiple textures of the combination of layers of spices, and the hotter the more addictive, it makes people want to stop!

Of course, the end result was that the chrysanthemums were full of bruises the next day.

There aren't many foods that impress Fengxian, but Indian curry definitely holds a place, maybe even forever.

The Indian curry made by Feng Xian is actually an imitation version. The use of spices is far from that of the real Indian chef, but thanks to the system, most of the ingredients and curry are ready-made. Just add it according to your favorite taste. Now that the weather is getting colder, a bowl of hot Indian curry will not only help appetizers but also warm up the body.

"Let's have a bowl. Although I still prefer rice bowls, it's more convenient to eat bread in the wilderness. Just dip it like this, it's very fragrant."

Feng Xian scooped up a bowl of curry for both of them.

Holding the bright red curry in his hand, there was a vegetable basket handed over by Master Xiong. The fragrant bread made shopkeeper Mu smile wryly.

Faced with this plate full of chili peppers, shopkeeper Mu's pressure multiplied geometrically, and even the smile that had been on his face in the past was slightly frozen at this moment.

"Hush!"

While shopkeeper Mu was still struggling psychologically, Le Yuan beside him made a sound of wheezing, shopkeeper Mu turned his head sideways with a somewhat surprised expression on his face, he was not very concerned about anything anymore The son, whose eyes seemed to be the son of Xianyu who had been dead for several months, unexpectedly glowed again.

The bread dipped in curry is soft and juicy, and the spiciness that stimulates the taste buds after one bite travels along the tongue along the esophagus and directly ignites the stomach. Melted vegetables are blended with spices, and the multi-layered aroma is a new experience every bite, and this spicy taste brings new excitement with every bite, and the soft bread with wheat fragrance will be swept away after this The heavy aftertaste makes people unable to resist reaching out to take another piece.

The stimulus called appetite revived the originally gloomy Le Yuan again!

"Is this curry really so delicious?" Shopkeeper Mu carefully broke off a piece of bread, slightly dipped it in curry, and put it in his mouth.

In a moment, shopkeeper Mu's face turned blood red like an overcooked crab, and the sweat on his face was like a waterfall. He was obviously so hot that he was about to pass out, but his firm willpower and his years of training Her self-cultivation still made her swallow this piece of sinful bread.

"That...Xiao Yuan, mom has a bad appetite. If you like it, eat more." In just a few minutes, shopkeeper Mu's collar was already soaked in sweat, and he spoke with an almost crying voice. The voice pushed the bread and curry in his hand to his son.

And the latter didn't refuse either, he ate happily, and his eating became more and more heroic. In the end, he was sweating all over after eating, and Le Yuan threw his luxurious robes aside with one hand, even the inner lining was stripped off. clean.

It directly exposed the muscles that even Feng Xian had envied until now. Although the mental illness made him thinner, the foundation of this level is still there, and if a warrior of this level opens his stomach and eats his appetite, he will be an adult Three times as much, Fengxian only ate half a bowl, and this Leyuan who didn't say a word actually even took away the pot.

"Is it delicious?" Feng Xian is not annoyed by this, it is the highest compliment for a cook to make people so obsessed with his own cooking.

"..." However, the taciturn Le Yuan did not answer Feng Xian's words. After eating Feng Xian's curry, the eyes that had finally had a trace of anger disappeared instantly, and it was obvious that the curry was really right. Le Yuan's appetite, but that's all.

No matter how delicious curry is, you will feel amazing after one meal, the tenth meal, or the hundredth meal?

"That... can you teach me how to make this volcanic curry? I'm willing to pay for it!" As the wife of the castellan, shopkeeper Mu's status is no less than that of the castellan. I tried all kinds of tricks, but I didn't expect a turning point here because of a small plate of curry.

"Is it true that eating spicy food is good for your physical and mental health?" Shopkeeper Mu had already started to think wildly.

"This curry itself is not difficult. In fact, after mastering the ingredients, it is not even difficult to cook at home. You just have to learn from me and write you a list, but this is just the surface of curry. The so-called curry Essentially, it’s a dish made with spices.”

Feng Xian took out a "salted spice bag" casually, spread it out, and it was filled with various spices.

"Cloves, cumin seeds, coriander seeds, mustard seeds, peppers are all common collocations and the quality can only be called mediocre. In addition, I don't eat meat, and the vegetables I use are simple potatoes and onions. It's just radish and cabbage."

"For example, if you change these spices and add coconut milk to alleviate the spicy taste and the astringency brought by spices, and add ginger and garlic, it will become Thai. It will become yellow curry. The stew made with yellow curry has an endless aftertaste and milky aroma. , Adding meat can also make curry beef stew, curry chicken.”

"Change the recipe of spices again and add lemon zest, green pepper, lemongrass and coriander root curry will have different changes. It becomes spicy and sour, smooth and fragrant green curry! This kind of curry is suitable for seafood Best, the locals like to add eggplant and green beans to their dishes, and fresh basil leaves and lemon lime leaves add a more striking plant aroma."

"Curry is such a free dish, and everyone's curry can make a unique taste."

Whenever he thinks back to the bowl of curry that made him both painful and happy, Fengxian can always recall what his Indian chef said.

"Are you free?" The shackles that have been tightly wrapped around Le Yuan's body are faintly released, and finally, as if he has figured out something, Le Yuan put down the dinner plate in his hand and turned around.

"Mom, I want to learn how to cook!"

"..."

Chapter 732 6V6 all-hands battle!

When Le Yuan, who has always been autistic, said that he wanted to learn how to cook, shopkeeper Mu was overwhelmed with joy and loss. The combination of the two emotions made shopkeeper Mu's expression quite subtle.

As the proud son of a generation, the pride of Dragon City is the last. .Finally choose to be a cook?

Even shopkeeper Mu did not expect this change. It is like a family who managed to train their children to graduate from Tsinghua University, but finally chose Lanzhou Ramen to apply for a job.

This isn't Qucai, it's just a lack of brain!

But it was hard to see that his son was full of hope for life again. With Le Yuan's current mental state, it was difficult for shopkeeper Mu to say no to him.

Seeming to be aware of shopkeeper Mu's predicament, Feng Xian coughed dryly. If Le Yuan really wanted to become a "super chef", that's all. Feng Xian, the guide of the evil ways, might be hated by Shopkeeper Mu for the rest of his life.

"That... Actually, being a chef is not as easy as I imagined. As the saying goes, excellent cooking requires the combination of an excellent chef and excellent ingredients, and excellent ingredients are often extremely rare and precious. If you don't have the corresponding strength, I'm afraid Not even qualified to see them."

Feng Xian thought about it for a while, and finally focused on his own strength before Le Yuan embarked on the road of super chef.

In this world, strength is the most important thing, and Le Yuan will become what he is now, largely due to the pressure of growth.

But you have to keep going, after all, this is life.

The road of life is full of hardships and bitterness. When living every day is a kind of pain, you don’t know why you live every day, leaving only painful memories without seeing the future and hope.

But what Leyuan needs now is a goal, a motivation!

Some people live because they want to become masters and achieve hegemony, while others live to simply satisfy their own desires and have a family of rich wives and concubines.

Desire is the foundation of human beings, and it can also be said to be the biggest driving force for people to move forward. People without desires are at best a walking dead, just like the source of music in the past. They live without knowing why every day. Although people are alive, their hearts are already dead.

"Strength? How much is enough for that thing, and what is the standard for judging whether it is strong or not?"

"Assuming that I can't reach level 100 in my life, does that mean I can't do what I like to do in my life?"

Le Yuan's tone was calm, and he couldn't feel the slightest anger in his words, as if he had lost his desire for freedom after being imprisoned in a cage, and the flame of hope that was originally ignited seemed to be extinguished.

"Of course not. Strength is only a guarantee for your life. What kind of level to catch what kind of prey, you can start to learn according to your current level. Start with the most basic gourmet hunter, learn to hunt, Gathering, cooking. If you just want to pass some boring time, then I have a suitable 'tour guide'."

"But...if you are really ready to regard him as your dream, and have the courage and perseverance to pay for it, then the obstacles of strength are not obstacles at all, at best, they are just a part of your road to success." Feng Putting down the spoon in his hand first, he also calmly looked at the young man in front of him.

"There is no high or low in any profession. Before the profession of trainer appeared, there were still many people who ridiculed the people who hid behind the elves as cowards? Everyone's dream deserves to be respected, as long as the three views are correct and strive for it Is there anything wrong?"

"Even if you fall down and fail in the end, even if you die, if you think back to your past life, as long as you don't lose money, you are making money!"

"It's your fucking first time as a human, so why should you care what other people think?"

"Is this the first fucking time to be a human being?" Le Yuan's eyes became brighter and brighter after listening to Feng Xian's words: "Hahahahahahaha!!"

Le Yuan covered his face from the beginning of chuckling to the end of laughing like crazy, laughing wildly, as if he released all the depression in his heart for many years, he laughed wantonly as if he even shed tears .

"Yeah, it's the first time I've become a human being. Why should I care about other people's eyes? I am who I am, so why do I care about other people?"

"Xiao Le." Mrs. Mu beside her was both worried and scared at the same time.

"It's okay, I'm just a little emotional, because as long as I think that the talents and strengths I have mastered in the past can be used in my dreams, then the pain in the past will no longer become meaningless."

"I've decided." Le Yuan took a deep breath, but the simple words were heavier than ten thousand catties.

"I want to be the strongest food hunter! At the same time, I want to be the best chef!"

The haze in Le Yuan's eyes disappeared, instead, a strong light emerged. The hope for the future and the longing for dreams made him break free from the shackles.

Desire pushed him to find the motivation to live.

He—was laughing wildly.

"Xiao Le..." Mrs. Mu half covered her mouth and her face was already soaked with tears. Once upon a time, she finally saw her son's smiling face again. Her previous hopes and expectations had long since evaporated. What could be more important than living happily? ?

"Mother, you have always carried my elf with you."

"Of course.. They are all healthy." Mrs. Mu nodded and put her hand into her pocket. She had planned to use this competition to help her son reconnect with the elves again, but what she didn't expect was that, What she hadn't been able to do was done by Feng Xian with a bowl of curry rice.

"Do you want to fight?" Feng Xian raised the corners of his lips, facing this existence who was called a genius in the past, Feng Xian was also full of fighting spirit.

"Yeah!"

"Acridine!"

Apprentices Long and Xiong, who were full after eating, rushed to Feng Xian to ask for a fight.

"Yes." Looking at the elf ball handed by Mrs. Mu, a familiar feeling once again occupied Le Yuan's heart.

"I also want to know how much I can do with my current abilities!"

"So let's fight!"