Just as I was about to take the classic thinking posture of Commander Ikari, Luvika, who had been sitting obediently waiting for the late afternoon snack, raised her hand and asked.

Xu Mo, what is vegetable soup?

I turned my head and looked at the source of the voice, but saw Luweika staring at me with curiosity. After living in Demon King City for so long, the meals that the heroes who have always eaten with me can definitely be described as high-end, domineering and high-end. Therefore, Luweika's understanding of some home-cooked dishes is naturally a little worse.

The soup at the tail of the dish. I scratched my cheeks: It was quite troublesome to explain. To put it simply, the original prototype of this dish was actually just to put all the dishes that were not finished at the banquet outside in a bag, and then take them home to stir-fry rice. Okay, I admit that this statement is quite disgusting, but after all, what I just said was the origin, and after the improvement, this dish tasted quite delicious.

Delicious? Luvika looked back with her eyes squinted, and she seemed to be completely unable to understand the classics of the soup at the end of the vegetable soup.

Seeing that Luvika has shown an exclusionary attitude towards this dish, if the attack is directed, the effect will definitely be poor. The best way at this time is to save the country in a curve.

Luvika, do you still remember the hotpot you had eaten before?

Do you mean the dish that I made by myself after giving me a small pot and various ingredients? Lu Weika looked up and thought, then raised a very shallow upward curve at the corner of her mouth: This is the first food I successfully cooked by my own strength, and I should be impressed by it.

Although it was the dish you made by yourself, the only thing you made was to throw the ingredients into the hot hot water... Be patient. Although I was filled with the desire to complain, I must not suppress Luweika's enthusiasm at this time.

Inhale and exhale, Xu Mo, you have done a good job, and you have successfully held up!

Xu Mo, why did you suddenly hit the table with your forehead?

Although from the perspective of my inner world, I am just simply calling myself, the reality is that I have to rely on self-abuse behavior to barely stop the complaints that are about to be spoken.

It's okay, this is just a ritual to make the food delivered by waiting for more delicious. I rubbed my painful forehead and said without changing my face: Where did we just talk about it?

bump!

Before answering me, Luvika first smashed her head on the table. Needless to say, the single-celled seraph must have believed the ceremony I just talked about.

Lifting his head from the deep-sinking table, Luvika's face was even stuck with wood chips. Even if he restrained his strength, Seraph's head hammer was not something that an ordinary table could withstand, and it was directly smashed into a sag of the face.

You are just talking about hot pot.

I clapped my hands and signaled that the dark priests in the city would change the wooden table, and let them move the slatted Fino to the side.

No problem, so let's continue to talk from the hot pot. While the dark priest was busy, I sat in my seat and talked to Luvika. Since Luvika had the ability to see through lies, how to turn away from lying without causing Luvika's suspicion and turn away from his eyes when he lies has become the most important topic.

The process of making hot pot is to boil water with a small pot, throw the ingredients in, and wait for the ingredients to be cooked. I compared three fingers in sequence, and then took back the fingers one by one: the process of making vegetable soup is to take out a large pot, throw the ingredients in, and wait for the ingredients to be cooked. And to say this, Luweika, you should also find the commonality between the two.

The common point is that whether it is hot pot or vegetable soup, they throw the ingredients into a large pot and cook it. Luweika answered with a confident look, but she didn't know that even preschool children could easily discover this: I understand, so vegetable soup is hot pot.

I reached out and wiped my face. It was not an exaggeration to say that Luvika's conclusion was called "God of Heaven".

You would be wrong. I just want to express that the recipes of hot pot and vegetable soup are similar. Since it is also a cooking that throws ingredients into a large pot, there is no reason why you can accept hot pot but cannot accept vegetable soup. I have to admit that this is my mistake. The curve of saving the country is too big, and the topic begins to develop in the wrong direction.

Understand that my way of thinking is too narrow. After explaining it clearly, Luweika quickly nodded in recognition of my statement, and extended a new question from it: So how does the soup taste like in the tail soup?

Well, this question is a bit difficult to answer. I spread my hands and smiled helplessly: There is generally no standard in the taste of the soup. After all, how it tastes mainly depends on what was put in the cooking process. The opposite of hot pot is that the hot pot is to prepare a pot of soup and then put the ingredients down to cook. The ingredients of the soup are completed. You must know that the finished products have their own unique flavor. If you just mix it based on your personal preferences, the things cooked can naturally be called kitchen waste. Only by mastering the characteristics of each dish and making the cooking can it be considered a real soup.

...It's a bit complicated. Everyone knows that the EQ and IQ of creatures like angels are not very high, so I didn't surprise me that Vika was unable to digest what I said for a while.

Let's just say it's simple. You should have eaten risotto? The successful soup tastes almost the same after the meal. Although I said so much before, as a novices, I don't have sensitive taste buds. Light food is okay. If it's a food with a strong taste, I can't tell the subtle taste of the dishes at all. This is also the reason why I hate heavy-tasting foods in another world so much.

So that's it, is risotto? Luweika closed her eyes and thought, but after half of the time, she still couldn't see her opening her eyes again, as if she was just maintaining her sitting posture and entering a state of meditation.

When I was about to reach out and wave in front of Luweika to test whether she was still awake, I saw a drop of saliva suddenly dropping from the corner of Luweika's mouth, and swallowing sounds kept coming from my throat...

Lord Demon King, what's your late-night snack? The dark priest was forced to hide outside the kitchen and asked me in fear, forcing me.

Send it in, she will wake up naturally after the food is served.

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Miscellaneous talk:

Before I knew it, it was Friday again, and finally survived the series of bombardments from the midterm exam.

Meow Gaga Gagaga, I hope I can cross Sanjiang this time or apply for recommendation orz
Chapter completed!