OBS Chapter 242: Don’t Covet the Dragon’s Pearl 10
Chapter 242: Don’t Covet the Dragon’s Pearl 10
Mingnan was responsible for making fire and cooking, while Lais was responsible for fetching water and washing dishes.
Occasionally, when he was in a good mood, he would go out hunting and bring back rabbits, wild boars and the like. There were also some animals that Mingnan couldn't name, but their meat was surprisingly delicious.
Since it was inconvenient for her to handle them, Les would cut the animals into pieces, clean them and send them in.
Mingnan was worried about not having enough tableware before, but unexpectedly, Rice's small treasury contained a lot of silver knives and forks, and even a jewel-studded sword that some unlucky guy had dropped in the forest.
When taking it out, Rice was still a little reluctant. His tail was curled tightly, and he didn't let go even when Mingnan reached out to take it.
Mingnan had no choice but to pull out his sword and said, "I can't use the scabbard, you can keep it, and just lend me the sword."
There was nothing on the sword. Rice took a look, hesitated for two seconds, and nodded, "Here you go."
Mingnan took the sword and cut the meat into even-sized pieces.
Half of it was roasted and the other half was stewed, and with the addition of her secret seasoning, the aroma wafted from far away. The greedy Rice squatted by the fire and watched.
Mingnan took the time to look at him and jokingly said, "Wipe your mouth, your saliva is about to flow down."
Les was startled and quickly rubbed it with the tip of his tail, but there was nothing.
He stared at Mingnan dimly, "Lying to me?"
Mingnan laughed softly, "It was just a joke."
She put a piece of roasted meat that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside with a silver fork and fed it to his mouth, "Try it and see if the seasoning has absorbed the flavor."
Rice's eyes lit up and he swallowed it in one gulp, almost eating the silver fork along with it.
The meat of this animal is naturally soft and tender, and this special feature is magnified after roasting. The skin is crispy and fragrant, but the inside is very tender. The juicy meat overflows with one bite, the seasoning is fresh and spicy, and the saltiness is moderate. The rich taste and flavor spread on the tip of the tongue, and Les felt like he had seen heaven.
The only drawback is that there is too little of it and it is not enough to eat.
He only chewed it twice and it was gone.
Rice looked eagerly at the fire in front of Mingnan again. There was a row of barbecued meat on it, constantly sending him tempting signals.
"Is it delicious?" Mingnan asked in a low voice.
Les nodded without hesitation.
"Do you still want to eat?"
Rice continued to nod.
"Then do me a favor."
Rice nodded subconsciously, only to realize something was wrong.
He raised his head and looked at Mingnan.
Mingnan smiled slyly, "Master Evil Dragon, you won't go back on your word, right?"
Les snorted, "How is that possible? Tell me, what's the matter?"
He knew there was no free lunch.
Mingnan turned the meat over and said slowly, "It's not a big deal. I want to make a bed for myself, but it's troublesome to cut down a tree and then polish it. I can't do it with my current ability. I wonder if you can help me with this?"
"That's it?"
Les was surprised, he thought Mingnan was going to put forward some conditions.
Mingnan nodded, "The floor is too hard, it's so tiring to sleep on."
Rice glanced at her bed, which was a little simple.
He nodded, "Okay, I promise, I'll do it after dinner."
Mingnan immediately took the barbecue down and placed it on the large leaves she had washed.
The barbecue was still sizzling, lying on the green leaves, it somehow felt more refreshing and looked more appetizing.
Les couldn't wait to swim to the table and stare at the barbecue.
Mingnan put on thick gloves and opened the lid of the porcelain cup. The aroma of stewed meat wafted to his face along with the hot steam.
Rice was surprised again.
The meat and fresh wild vegetables were stewed together in a porcelain bowl. The soup was absorbed just right and the meat had a rich and mellow aroma. This time she did not add much seasoning, retaining the original deliciousness of the ingredients.
Rice couldn't help but move closer, and this time he was really drooling.
It landed on his tail with a pat.
Les: "..."
He was so embarrassed that he immediately tucked his tail under his body and secretly glanced at Mingnan's expression.
Mingnan was busy serving the soup and didn't seem to notice.
Les breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head to look into the porcelain cup.
How could she make this so delicious?
Les was confused.
He also roasted it before, why didn’t it smell good?
He raised the tip of his tail and scratched his head.
"Okay, let's eat."
Mingnan said cheerfully, pushing one of the bowls of soup full of soup in front of Lai Si, "Eat it quickly."
【Saves you from drooling again later. 】
Les: “!!!”
She saw it?!
Their eyes met, Mingnan raised an eyebrow in confusion, "What's wrong?"
Les shook his head, "No..."
However, as he said this, his tail quietly moved to the side and curled up awkwardly.
Mingnan saw all his little movements and smiled without saying anything.
Neither of them spoke during the meal.
Les was busy eating, taking a bite of roast meat and a bite of stewed meat. When he was thirsty, he drank the soup. In a blink of an eye, he had finished everything. When he saw Mingnan take the last piece of roast meat, he immediately rolled up the big leaf and stuffed it into his mouth.
He even licked his lips with satisfaction.
Mingnan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "If you like, go catch another one tomorrow and I'll make it for you."
"A word is settled!"
Les was afraid that she would go back on her word, so he spoke quickly, flicked his tail, washed the dishes, and immediately swam down from the table, "You take a rest, I'll get you a wooden bed."
Before Mingnan could speak, he disappeared in a flash.
Half an hour later, Rice changed back to his original form and swam in with a large bundle of wooden boards of equal size and thickness wrapped around his tail.
Mingnan was surprised: "So many?"
Les glanced at her and said, "Make it bigger, the rest can be used as a cabinet."
As he spoke, he put the board down and whispered a spell. The boards immediately flew up and fit together perfectly.
A large wooden bed large enough for three people was ready.
Mingnan blinked and felt like he was dreaming.
She ran over and touched the place where the wooden boards were joined, but there was no trace of any kind, as if it had always been this long from the beginning.
Les was really a man of action. He did what he said and immediately pieced together the remaining wooden boards to build a wardrobe against the mountain wall.
He patted the side of the wardrobe, turned around, lowered his eyes and looked at Mingnan without saying a word.
His whole face says: Praise me, praise me!
Mingnan immediately gave a thumbs up, "That's amazing!"
A hint of smile flashed in Rice's eyes, but he pretended not to care and asked, "Anything else you need?"
"That's all. Thank you for your hard work." Mingnan stepped forward and stretched out his hand. Rice lowered his head reflexively.
Then they both froze at the same time.
Mingnan looked at the hard and beautiful horns in front of him and thought: [Does he want me to touch it? ]
Les: "..."
It turned out that she didn't want to touch it.
His face felt hot, but luckily the dragon's skin and scales were black, so his blushing face couldn't be seen, otherwise he would have really had to find a hole to crawl into.
It was all because she had been touching his horns all this time. He had gotten used to it and would subconsciously lower his head when he saw her reaching out.
Silence and awkwardness spread between the two.
Rice decided to lower his head, become smaller, and swim away quickly as if nothing had happened.
Before he took action, Mingnan took his horn in his hand, rubbed it carefully, and sighed, "Your horn is really beautiful."
Les: "..."
After touching it for a while, Mingnan suddenly stopped and asked in confusion: "Why is the horn hot?"