"smell good!"

Smelling the aroma of roasted pork leg mixed with seasonings, Lucio's mouth watered. He now had the urge to grab the roasted pork leg and chew it.

Matthew twitched his index finger when he smelled the aroma, staring closely at the roasted golden wild boar legs.

"Wait, it's not over yet."

Sean smiled and patted Lucio on the shoulder, signaling him to calm down.

Then Sean took out the black pepper and sprinkled it evenly on the roasted pork leg. For a moment, the alluring aroma filled the air.

…

At this time, John, the captain of the guard, was eating a big pot of rice with the soldiers.

After smelling the aroma of Sean's barbecue, John instantly felt that the already unpalatable big pot rice was even more tasteless.

But John knew his identity, and his identity was not enough for him to chat and laugh with a few big guys. No matter how fragrant the barbecue was, it was not his place.

Thinking of this, John sighed, turned away, and continued eating his lunch.

...

"Your Highness Sean, you actually brought black pepper powder, which really cost you money!"

As a foodie, Lucio is naturally very aware of the price of black pepper.

Although Sean only sprinkled a little bit of black pepper, black pepper is sold by the grain in the city of Yohn. These black pepper powders are worth almost one silver coin, which is equivalent to a day's salary of an ordinary person.

"It's okay, it's just a little black pepper. The taste is more important than anything else." Sean waved his hand indifferently.

…

At this time, the roasted pork leg is completely cooked.

Matthew skillfully used his fighting spirit to hold the roasted pork leg in the air and cut it into four parts.

Matthew kept one copy for himself, and then gave the other three copies to Sean, Lucio and Windsor respectively.

Of course, their three portions are larger and Windsor's portion is smaller.

Windsor didn't say anything, just took his portion and started eating.

...

Matthew gave the roasted pork leg to Windsor simply because he himself was not very stable, so it was particularly pleasing to see the steady Windsor.

Moreover, he witnessed Windsor's powerful fighting skills (Wendsor's [Taunt] skill) in the refugee camp the day before yesterday. This level of powerful fighting skills is 100% impossible to be mastered by an ordinary black iron warrior.

So Matthew felt that Windsor might have hidden his strength just like him, and was sent by Archduke Ryan to protect Sean.

At least in terms of temperament, Windsor has an extraordinary bearing, much more imposing than many gold-level warriors.

For these reasons, Matthew gave some of the roasted pork legs to Windsor.

Lucio did not object to the distribution of roasted pig legs. He knew what happened at the banquet the night before yesterday. At that time, the Earl of River was willing to pay one thousand gold coins to recruit Windsor.

You know, even if the earl's lover is kidnapped, the earl himself may not be willing to pay a thousand gold coins, which shows Windsor's status in the earl's mind.

So of course Lucio won't offend Windsor for this little barbecue.

...

At this time, Matthew and Lucio immediately began to eat the roasted pork leg, regardless of the heat.

Anyway, they all have fighting spirit and are not afraid of getting burned.

Sean saw the two people's eagerness to face the delicious food, and hurriedly added: "Don't use your fighting spirit when eating, otherwise you won't be able to appreciate the true taste of barbecue."

Just now, Sean put chili and pepper in it. The "hotness" of food is a kind of pain, and the "spiciness" of pepper is also a kind of pain.

Using Dou Qi to eat barbecue not only blocks the pain of "hot" food, but may also block the pain of "spicy" food. In this way, the taste of barbecue will naturally drop to a lower level.

"Really?" Lucio stopped using his fighting spirit after hearing what Sean said.

For a moment, the tenderness of the pork leg, the spiciness of the chili pepper, the spiciness of the black pepper... all the flavors burst out in Lucio's mouth, making his eyes widen in shock.

"This is so delicious! This is simply the best barbecue I have ever eaten in my life!" Lucio ignored the heat and began to eat big bites.

Anyway, the elite city defense force that came with him this time included a chaplain accompanying the army. If you really get burned, just ask the chaplain for treatment.

After taking a bite of the roasted pork leg, Matthew praised: "It tastes really good, and the fishy smell has disappeared.

Your Ryan Palace secret recipe is actually much better than our chefs in Anjou...town."

Matthew's words immediately aroused Lucio's laughter: "That is, how can the chefs in your Anjou town compare with our palace chefs in Lane?"

...

At this time, Sean was still blowing and eating the roasted pork leg. He didn't have much expectations for the roasted pork leg. After all, there was no cooking wine, soy sauce, and cumin, so it would definitely taste much worse than what he had eaten in his previous life.

But after hearing Matthew's words, Sean discovered something unusual.

Matthew's sentence is very problematic. How can the analogy of the chef at Lane's court be a chef in a small town?

Wouldn't it be inevitable to be laughed at if you said that?

It’s only right to compare it to the palace chef of Anjou!

Combined with the fact that the prince of Anjou Kingdom is named "Matthew Iris", and Sean discovered that Matthew was hiding his strength some time ago, the Matthew in front of him could not be the prince of Anjou himself?!

But how could the prince of Anjou stay in the Principality of Lane for seven or eight years? Sean smiled to himself, he must have been overthinking it.

But now that he thought of this, Sean decided to try it out, so Sean said:

"Matthew, I want to ask you a question about 'Matthew Iris'.

This prince you are talking about, is he handsome?"

A subtle smile appeared on Sean's lips.

Matthew was eating with his mouth full at this time, and said casually: "Handsome! Of course he is handsome!

Even though he is over seventy years old, there are still many little girls who are fascinated by him!"

The smile on Sean's lips froze. He originally thought that the Matthew in front of him did not look like a prince, but after hearing these words, he was not sure anymore.

Either he is the prince of Anjou himself, or he has met the prince, otherwise his answer cannot be so certain.

…

But Sean didn't think too much and continued eating the barbecue.

Regardless of whether the Matthew in front of him is the prince or not, it has little to do with him.
Chapter completed!