Furry has a good freshman gourmet restaurant

"Clear, look! What did I bring back?"

Seeing a bunch of small house-like things in Furry's arms, Clear remembered that such things seemed to grow in damp caves or forests. He had seen them several times when he went hunting. For dragons, They served no purpose other than to adorn his home.

Could this thing still be used to practice magic and the like?

Clear’s reaction was flat, without any extra expressions. Well, in this world that lacks the correct understanding of vegetarian food, he really couldn’t make Clear feel the same way as him, but he was very happy, which means that their recipes Added another dish.

"This is our lunch today."

Um?Lunch?this thing?

Clear tilted his head in doubt, didn't say much, but still took the food in Furry's arms to his side, after all, he was extremely thin.

The perfect lie woven by An Ke was useless, because Clear didn't ask any questions at all, and just walked in front with a pile of ingredients, and not long after that, there was a furry sitting on Clear's right shoulder.

The road that was supposed to be smooth suddenly became bumpy, and Clear's walking pace was a little chaotic, and Furry, who was sitting upright, had no choice but to stretch out his short paws to hug Clear's neck desperately.

Woo, the tip of the white fur sweeps across the cheeks and neck, itching, like a feather circles in the palm of the hand, it is so comfortable that you can't bear to let go.

So, Clear took a bigger step.

Compared with Anke, Clear's walking speed is really nothing to say, but the two returned to the village in a short while.

"Okay, we..."

An Ke wanted to say that they could start cooking, but was dumbfounded when she saw the miserable situation in front of her house.

The simple stove built at the door was smashed to pieces with reckless force. Because there was no solid lock to prevent theft, the wooden door was easily opened, and some bottles and jars in the house were discarded on the ground, smashing clay fragments all over the place. , the few remaining white bird eggs placed in the innermost part of the closet were not spared, and they were all horrific. Only the small jar of animal fat that An Ke hid behind the stone bed was intact.

You don't need to think about it, you know who it is, it must be Andrew's group!Such dirty tricks are a favorite of the hideous scumbags.

An Ke was so angry that she flapped her wings several times.

Klier on the side fell into deep thought, staring at the messy brown pupils with a hint of scorn, and could not help but feel sympathy for An Ke.

It seems that his plan to leave here to find his opponent should be put on hold for the time being. To help the weak, let alone a kind-hearted weak who made delicious food for him. An incredibly smooth affair.

Hairy is not strong enough, and he can bear it if he can bear most of the situations, but this matter, he can't help it. Although he is cowardly, he holds grudges.

"Clear! I can repay you with more delicacies." An Ke was still flapping his wings excitedly, as if he regarded the air around him as those shameless villains, and he slapped their big mouths with his wings, "You Can you help me beat them up?"

Unexpectedly, the cowardly Furry would make such a request, the brown pupils dilated slightly, and Clear's fists were clenched.

"That's exactly what I meant. It seems that the threats to them in the morning were still too light."

Hearing his promise, An Ke calmed down a lot, and sensitively captured the information about the morning. Although he wanted to forget it, An Ke still had a heart for the matter that Klier stood by in the morning.

"Morning? I thought you were afraid of them."

Obviously, the giant dragon also felt offended. Hearing An Ke's question, he was so angry that he expressed his true thoughts: "Afraid of them? I thought you could handle it alone."

After knowing the real reason, An Ke was happy and confused:? ?

Can he do it alone?May I ask whether it can be seen from the fact that he is not as tall as Clearer's chest or is as thin as a rib?

The giant dragon, who was busy cleaning up, still didn't realize that he had slipped his mouth, but found that Furry around him seemed to be in a better mood.

What a poor little thing, he was so happy just because he promised to help beat up the bully. It seemed that he was not bullied less often, and the giant dragon, who always judged people by his combat power, had a lot of affection for the teenagers around him.

For the two of them, eating was the biggest thing in the world, and the stove was damaged, so An Ke ordered Klier to dig a small earth pit next to it, which could temporarily replace the stove.

He was so pissed off, he wanted to try to make scrambled eggs with mushrooms at noon today, but the eggs were gone, so he had to make simple mushroom soup instead, the white one.

Alas, he is really poor, so poor that he doesn't even have salt to eat.

While An Ke was thinking about the future, he poured the torn mushrooms into the frying pan and stir-fried them, then added water and covered the pot and simmered.

Even though Clear was still questioning the edibility of the contents of the pot, he still couldn't help swallowing after smelling the aroma of mushrooms.

Mushrooms are easy to cook after being stir-fried. Cover the pot and simmer for a few minutes, and a pot of delicious mushroom soup is ready.

Unexpectedly, the aroma of this mushroom is comparable to that of shiitake mushrooms in the real world, and the taste of the soup is too fresh, but there is no saltiness.

No, it's not an option in the long run, he must go to the small town to get some salt.

But he has no money.

"Oh, I really want to be rich."

An Ke put down the stone bowl and lay back with open arms, turned her face to the side and complained to Clear, who had just put down the moon fruit in his hand, and planned to fish mushrooms from the pot: "Clear, let's go hunting to the town to exchange gold coins."

"If we had gold coins, we could have a better life."

Clear swallowed the last mouthful of mushrooms and wiped his mouth: "Gold coins, are they those little round gold nuggets?"

"Yes, we can exchange many things with it, salt, pepper, and various spices."

"I can make boiled pork slices, spicy fish..."

My mouth is watering just thinking about it.

He couldn't understand the strange name of the dish that An Ke was chanting, but for some reason, it sounded delicious. Klier put down the moon fruit, groped in his arms several times, and then held up a piece that shone brightly in the sun. Bright things approached An Ke's eyes.

"I seem to have it."

Only when Klier was joking, An Ke turned over casually, rolled her eyelids and said perfunctorily: "How can..."

gold! !

God, he actually picked up an ordinary little rich man!

An Ke took the gold coin in Clear's hand, instinctively put it in his mouth and bit it, woo, it's true!

Seeing An Ke circling in excitement, the corner of the giant dragon's mouth raised unconsciously, and instinctively took out another one from his arms and handed it to An Ke: "Actually, I still have some."

An Ke held a gold coin in each hand, and his hair was trembling with excitement. Even though he didn't know the conversion and value of the world's currencies, his intuition told him that these gold coins would definitely not be a small amount.

The giant dragon only collects this kind of human currency because he likes shiny things, but there are too many beautiful gems, and gold coins are already one of his most inconspicuous collections. He would not take this kind of thing out, after all, it is impossible for a strong person to starve to death when going out.

Unexpectedly, such an inconspicuous thing was so important to Furry. Unfortunately, he thought it was troublesome and only brought a few gold coins with him. The dragon suddenly regretted that he should have brought all the gold coins out of that small box.

Clear flicked left and right, and took out the last gold coin.

"Wow, Claire, you are so kind!"

Without taking the third one, Fluffy hugged Clear's arm directly, happily rubbing it several times.

Klier raised his hand, the soft fur brushed against his palm, felt empty with his right hand, and simply patted it on his left arm.

Ha, the fluff is all shedding...