When the elves on the ship saw the giant water droplet falling from the sky, they were a little nervous. They were afraid that it might be a strange-looking demon.
The escalator descended slowly and landed on the ship. Irina stood at the entrance of the escalator and looked at the elves below with a smile. "Let's go. I'll take you out of here."
"It's Princess Irina!"
The elves on the ship were overjoyed. They no longer hesitated and went up the escalator to the mobile restaurant.
The escalator was retracted, and a fireball fell from the aircraft onto the empty ship. The fire soared into the sky, and the wooden ship was burned into charcoal and gradually sank.
The mobile restaurant also disappeared into the sea with a flash of silver light.
Meg expanded the mobile restaurant by more than ten times. The first floor was turned into a large banquet hall, ensuring that there were seats for all 600 elves.
The elves who had just walked out of hell suddenly found themselves in a luxurious banquet hall, sitting on soft and comfortable chairs. They were not used to it.
That inhumane experience made them subconsciously keep their guard up and distance from everyone, so the banquet hall fell into a very dull silence.
"Why aren't these elven sisters talking?" Amy leaned on the railing on the second floor and asked in confusion.
"Because they don't know where to start. No matter what they say, it will be a wound." Irina said softly. She had saved many elves before. She couldn't bear to look at their blank and hopeless eyes, but she didn't know how to comfort them. She could only let time dilute the painful memories.
"They should be hungry. Why don't I make dinner for them?" Meg looked at the elves who were sitting upright. Most of them were yellow and thin.
"Is it enough for so many people?" Irina looked at Meg.
"Even Phyllis can cook for all the Night Elves. This number is nothing to me." Meg walked toward the kitchen with a relaxed expression. He had just broken through to the 9th-tier, and there was nowhere to release the power of the peak of the 9th-tier in his body. Cooking a meal was nothing to him.
Three pots of preserved egg and lean meat porridge were simmering in the pot. It was easy to cook and could be used to fill the stomach first.
Potatoes and chicken pieces flew all over the place. 600 servings of braised chicken and rice were arranged. This was enough to fill the stomach.
Then, Meg started to play with mud. Chickens covered in mud were placed in layers into the huge oven. 600 beggar's chickens were the final dish to experience the bliss of eating until one was full.
Of course, Meg still owed Lantisde 5,000 mud casings. He was already planning in his mind if he should hold a beggar's chicken banquet to collect all the mud casings in one go.
The congee with pork and century egg was the first to be served. Jane pushed the five-tier dining cart full of congee into the banquet hall carefully.
The aroma was accompanied by the heat.
Within the oppressive silence of the banquet hall, all of the elves raised their heads, and some of them curiously searched for the source of the aroma. The hunger that they were able to resist suddenly intensified, and their stomachs began to rumble uncontrollably.
"This is your dinner. Please take your meals according to the order," Jane said loudly and parked the dining car next to the table of elves at the door.
All of the elves were a little hesitant. This method of distributing food was a little novel to them.
"Can I take a bowl?" an elven girl sitting next to the cart asked timidly.
"Yes. Every one of you can take a bowl. I will send it to every table. However, because there are too many, you have to take it yourself." Jane nodded. She was called out from her room, and realized that the dining hall had changed completely. It was her first time seeing so many elves. Elves were indeed as beautiful and elegant as the legends said.
That elven girl hesitantly took a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge and placed it in front of her. "Thank you," she softly said gratefully.
The other elves saw this, and began to take their porridge with lean meat and lean meat in an orderly manner.
Carts of preserved egg and lean meat porridge were sent to the banquet hall by Jane, and distributed to the elves. The air was filled with the wonderful aroma of preserved egg and lean meat porridge.
The elves scooped up the preserved egg and lean meat porridge and put it into their mouths. The wonderful taste bloomed in their mouths, and the warm feeling spread throughout their bodies instantly.
What a blissful feeling. It was as if they had fallen into a warm embrace.
They had already forgotten when was the last time they ate normal food, and what it felt like to sit elegantly at the dining table and enjoy delicious food.
But at this moment, they remembered.
They were noble and elegant elves. They were the Sons of Nature. They were a race that worshipped freedom.
Even though they had experienced terrible hardships, even though they had been trapped in a cage and in despair, freedom and pride were still engraved in their bones.
Tears glistened in the eyes of many elves. They lowered their heads and ate their preserved egg and lean meat porridge quietly, but their expressions were no longer gloomy. Instead, they gradually brightened up.
Before they could finish the preserved egg and lean meat porridge, the braised chicken and rice had already been driven into the banquet hall.
If the preserved egg and lean meat porridge's aroma was fresh and elegant, then the chicken soup's aroma that was enhanced to the extreme by the shiitake mushrooms was extremely invasive. Even though they had already eaten a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, the elves still couldn't help but salivate when they smelled the aroma of the chicken soup.
Meat was a very luxurious thing to them, and they hadn't smelled the delicious chicken soup for a long time.
The golden chicken pieces were evenly colored, the potatoes were cooked but didn't fall apart, the lettuce was still tender green, and the green and red peppers were embellished. The golden-red translucent soup reflected the light, and didn't feel greasy at all.
The air was filled with the rich aroma of chicken and shiitake mushrooms. Just looking at it made them want to salivate.
The evenly cut chicken pieces had perfectly absorbed the flavor of the condiments and broth, and were dyed with a layer of bright red broth. When they put a piece of chicken into their mouths, the broth wrapped around the chicken pieces contained the rich aroma of chicken soup and shiitake mushrooms. The wonderful taste made their taste buds, which had been silent for a long time, welcome a carnival. It was as if they were suddenly wrapped in the chicken soup and shiitake mushrooms, unable to extricate themselves.
They gently bit into the chicken. The meat was fresh and tender, and the flavor of the condiments and shiitake mushrooms had perfectly seeped into the meat. The freshness of the meat had reached a new level, and after swallowing, the aroma lingered in their mouths and teeth.
The happiness brought about by the delicious food finally made the elves smile brightly.
The sound of praises gradually rang out, breaking the silence. The elves also had some interactions with each other and began to try to get to know each other.
"Delicious food can really heal everything. For example, my hungry stomach." Amy had taken a portion of braised chicken and rice from somewhere, and her mouth was stuffed as she spoke in a muffled voice.
"That's right. Being able to fill your stomach with delicious food is the best way to heal." Irina nodded with a gentle look in her eyes.
"Ding!"
The crisp sound of a bell attracted the attention of the elves, who were already very satisfied with their meal. A handsome man slowly walked in from the door with a dining cart. On the dining cart was a series of golden balls, which looked like large eggs.
"Hello, I am the head chef of this banquet, Meg. I am very honored to be able to cook for all of you. Tonight's last dish, Beggar's Chicken, will be presented to all of you by me." Meg took out a small wooden hammer with a pointed tip and smiled.
"So he's the head chef. I didn't expect such delicious food to be cooked by a human. He's so awesome."
"Is there a chicken inside the egg? What a special feeling. "
All of the elves looked at Meg with gratitude and anticipation. The delicious congee with pork and century egg and braised chicken and rice had already completely won them over.
Meg picked up the small wooden hammer and gently knocked on the mud shell.
"Crack!"
With a soft sound, cracks appeared on the mud shell. The mud shell bloomed like a lotus flower, revealing the golden beggar's chicken inside.
A strong fragrance immediately overflowed and quickly spread throughout the banquet hall.
"It smells so good!"
All of the elves' eyes lit up. This fragrance was completely different from the braised chicken. It was a kind of crispy fragrance that made people want to salivate.
"Please enjoy." Meg smiled and gently placed the beggar's chicken in front of the elf girl closest to him.
"Thank you." That elf girl stood up, somewhat flattered. Then, she bowed slightly to Meg with the etiquette of the elf race. She felt respect and equality.
"You're welcome." Meg smiled and nodded. He knocked open the second mud shell and placed it in front of the next elf.
The elf girl elegantly tore off a drumstick and took a bite. The crispy chicken skin was gently bitten open, and the tender and tender chicken meat melted in her mouth. The tenderness and freshness of chicken meat bloomed instantly, and the taste buds on the tip of her tongue were immediately disarmed. She didn't have time to chew. Before it could stand firm on the tip of her tongue, it slid down her throat like a naughty little chick.
Tender and without any residue, the flavor was unique. This unexpected deliciousness made her instantly fall into a vortex of deliciousness.
The smooth and tender chicken meat was like a silent spring rain that moistened everything. She couldn't help but want to moan.
"Oh, this damn delicacy ~ ~"
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