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After a moment of silence, Mine suddenly stood up forcefully and looked at Aoba.
"...Nothing needs to be done?"
"Hmm? No need." Aoba smiled as she came back to her senses. "Besides, if Mine wants to help, she needs to recover first."
The child is extremely thin, probably due to malnutrition.
It looks like it could be blown over by a gust of wind.
Mine's expression suddenly changed, and her eyes brightened. "...I understand."
The two sat down at the table and discussed for a while.
Just as Mine's stomach started growling again, Aoichi finally brought back the items.
"Boss, I've...I've bought it."
The boy's face was covered in sweat, and he was breathing heavily.
"You've worked hard, Qingyi. Go and rest for a bit. I'll be done soon."
Aoba rolled up her sleeves.
This is my first time cooking in this other world.
Let's see what desserts made with ingredients from another world would taste like.
"Uh-huh."
Qing nodded and went to her room to wash up.
Aoba walked towards the hotel's own kitchen in the hallway.
That's why I chose this hotel.
Although the price is a bit high.
Two silver coins a day.
But at least you can cook for yourself, and safety is guaranteed.
Pour the flour from the other world into a bowl, and add milk in small amounts several times.
Mix them together to form a dough.
Then, add sugar to the egg whites and whip quickly until it becomes creamy.
By this time, the dough should be almost ready. Take it out, deflate it slightly, and put it in a steamer.
Just as I was about to take out the remaining fruit to wash it.
Two slender figures had already brought the washed ingredients to Qingye's side.
"Hmm? Thank you."
Aoba paused for a moment, then chuckled softly.
"Boss, is this a cake?!"
Qingyi was pleasantly surprised by the unique aroma of wheat.
"Yes, because I'm not sure about your birthdays, so let's celebrate today as if it were your birthdays."
"yeah!"
Aoba smiled and looked at Mine beside him, but the girl noticed his gaze at that moment.
She quickly turned her head away from him.
Hahaha~
Quite arrogant.
But the tsundere attitude has become obsolete, young lady!
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Ambassador's Residence.
Despite the bitter cold of midwinter, the snowmelt at the corner of the mansion had already melted.
Upon entering the mansion, a wave of heat hits you.
"Captain Eric."
Fu Lin. (II) Lin? [I3 Mausoleum VI:II The soldiers in the mansion saluted him.
Aili is the most capable bodyguard of the ambassador of the capital, and is a martial artist who came from Huangjue Temple.
His strength was comparable to that of the imperial generals.
"Where is Lord Pete?"
Eric was not arrogant and domineering in the city.
He gazed calmly at the steaming Erleng II "Eryi Sanlong Ba Ershui Pool".
"Lord Pete is entertaining guests in the reception hall."
"Understood, soldiers, stand guard properly."
"Yes!"
Eric walked toward the hall, his brows slightly furrowed.
To entertain guests?
Last week, Mr. Pete hosted ambassadors from other countries.
There are still troops at the front lines; is it appropriate to entertain guests at this time?
"Lord Eli!"
As soon as I entered the main hall of the mansion, two maids carrying things came out.
Eric glanced at the barely recognizable corpse. "Where did it come from?"
"It was sent by a guest."
"Throw it further away."
"Yes."
The body, clearly tortured to death, should never be carelessly dumped around the mansion.
This is bad for Lord Pete's reputation.
dong dong——
Eric knocked on the door and went inside without waiting for a reply.
"Lord Pete."
"Oh? It's Eric. How's the tax revenue today?"
With his burly face, Pitt wore glittering jewelry and dressed himself in a very luxurious manner.
Two unconscious teenagers were locked in two cages next to the fireplace.
Judging from the genitals, it's a boy.
"There's not much left to eat here," Eric scoffed, then lay down on the sofa.
His sharp eyes swept across the room.
"So, shall we go somewhere else?"
Pete also sat down, picked up a glass of red wine, and took a small sip.
"We should move to another place sooner rather than later, but you can enjoy yourself for a while longer."
Eric looked at Pete's pot-bellied appearance and sneered:
"I saw a great item on the street today, something you've definitely never seen before!"
"oh!?"
Pete instantly perked up and squeezed the pinball on the table hard.
"Then I'm really looking forward to it."
"Aili..."
"Of course, I won't let you down, Lord Pete."
"Haha, that would be best, after all, we are the best allies!"
Unrestrained laughter filled the hall.
Among the two maids who handled the body.
A maid with long, light pink hair pricked up her ears.
He glanced at the mansion a few more times.
"Hey! Chelsea, stop spacing out and help me out."
"Come right away!"
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[Perfectly Cooked Otherworldly Cuisine]
[Cooking skills upgraded to 1v5]
The system prompt sounds.
Seeing the two of them engrossed in eating their cake, Aoba chuckled softly.
He pushed away what was rightfully his.
I slowly walked to the window, watched the setting sun and exhaled.
It seems like it's been a long time since I've had this much free time.
I spent an afternoon making a cake. (For super-exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)
And by sheer coincidence, she achieved the feat of perfectly cooking otherworldly cuisine.