After getting the confirmation from the system, Meg lay down on the ground. No matter how much the system talked, he was too lazy to look at the pile of durians next to him. Anyway, it was useless to learn this skill, so he could do whatever he wanted.
After a while, the durian space disappeared, and Meg appeared in the kitchen.
"Heh, you're still too inexperienced to fight with Dad." Meg smirked and walked to the kneading table. All the ingredients were ready, and there was a big golden durian at the side. As soon as he got close, he could smell the strong durian fragrance. Although Meg had just come out of the durian space, he was still amazed by the fragrance.
Meg had eaten the Bobcat King Durian before. It was indeed better than the ordinary Golden Pillow Durian in terms of texture and taste, but the fragrance was still a lot worse than this durian.
After washing his hands and changing into his chef's uniform, Meg moved his fingers and grabbed the durian. With a little force, the durian with a small crack was opened by him.
The strong durian fragrance suddenly hit his face. The ginger durian meat was very plump and ripe just right, making people want to take a bite.
"It's really perfect." Meg nodded and resisted the urge to eat the ingredients. Of course, such an unprofessional behavior would not appear on an excellent chef like him. He took out the durian meat and slid the knife through the durian meat to take out the silver coin-sized core. The pulp took up almost all of it.
The most complicated part of making pizza was kneading the dough. How to make the dough meet the requirements was a test of the chef's technique and skills.
Therefore, Meg chose the kneading machine.
Pour in the flour, water, and dry yeast according to the ratio … and then press the button to start.
As for the system's instructions to knead with his hands, Meg turned a deaf ear to it.
Times were advancing. As a good helper for humans, machines had the advantage of high efficiency and stability. Although this was a backup plan, it was obviously more to Meg's liking.
Meg had tested it before. Using the kneading machine produced by the system to knead dough, the effect was 99% similar to that of a high-level kneading machine.
Although he still insisted on kneading the youtiao with his hands, he decided to use a machine to knead the dough for the pizza. He wanted to treat this Western dessert in a more Western way.
To bake a delicious durian pizza, the control of the fire was also quite particular. However, the oven was used, so as long as the time and temperature were adjusted, a qualified pizza could be accurately made.
Meg began to practice making pizza according to the steps in his mind. He had a premonition that this would be a sleepless night with durians.
…
Rodu, the palace.
On top of the tower, Andre, who was dressed in luxurious clothes, looked toward the southwest with a slight frown.
"Your Majesty, the Demon Islands are in a mess, and there are internal conflicts everywhere. I'm afraid that they can no longer unite against the outside world, and their alliance with us will probably be difficult to continue. The Wind Forest had revolted everywhere. Just dealing with the internal chaos was enough to make them badly battered. Do we need to find another reliable ally? "An old official stood behind him and asked respectfully.
"Those who are not of our race are bound to have different intentions. The Roth Empire has never had a truly reliable ally. We are just a bunch of bad friends who make use of each other." Andre laughed mockingly. "However, I am a little curious about who is stirring up the situation. Is it Alex and Irina? Or is it those restless fellows in Chaos City? "
"According to our investigation, Alex and Irina did appear on the Fear Islands that day, and Alex used a strange lightning magic to kill Bar Hill. However, they should have gone to rescue the elves, and those elves were brought back to Chaos City. There is no evidence that they are related to the battle between the abyss demons and the flaming demons, "that official answered.
"Since they are on the Demon Islands, given Irina's character, how could she not get involved? No evidence is the most suspicious evidence. "Andre sneered.
"This …" That official was stunned. After some deliberation, he said, "Then, should we inform the flaming demons and the abyss demons? If the two races stop fighting, the main war alliance might be reformed."
"Since there is no evidence, how are you going to tell them?" Andre turned around and looked at the minister mockingly. "Furthermore, the two clans have already fought to such an extent that it's meaningless to know who started it. They only need to know that their clan leader died in the hands of the other party, and that's enough for them to fight for a few years."
That official lowered his head in fear.
"The Roth Empire doesn't need allies. As long as the giant dragons don't leave Dragon Island, this world will be mine sooner or later," Andre said coldly.
…
At the elven embassy in Chaos City.
"This is the letter that the chief wants me to pass to you. Our family is already at the crossroads of destruction. He hopes that you can make the right choice." Yngwie handed a letter to Blour before leaving with a serious expression.
Blour looked at the familiar handwriting on the letter. He stood at the door for a while before turning around and closing the door.
There was an oil lamp on the desk in the room. There were two beds, one big and one small, in the bedroom. Anna was already asleep on the small bed.
Blour walked to the desk softly and tapped on the letter. A faint golden light flashed, and the layer of golden light on the envelope disappeared.
He opened the envelope and took out the faint yellow letter inside.
"Blour, I haven't heard from you for a long time …"
15 minutes later, Blour put down the letter in his hand. His brows furrowed slightly as he fell into deep thought.
The wind outside the window suddenly blew open, and a gust of cold wind blew in.
Blour waved his hand, and the window closed again. He crumpled the letter into a ball, and it fell onto the table as countless shreds.
A letter from home, a commission.
The survival of his family was on his shoulders.
A self-deprecating smile appeared on Blour's face. Since when had he become so capable? He was the useless son who had brought shame to his father.
…
Elven territory, Brewster Family territory.
In a castle, Elliot looked at Sally, who was wearing a set of extravagant clothes, and said in a low voice, "Sally, you should listen to High Priestess Helena and cancel your engagement with Blour. The elven queen doesn't need a husband. This will only dilute your authority."
Sally turned to look at Elliot, and said, "Is that so? I remember that Father was the one who made this engagement for me. You said that Blour was a very good choice, and that I would be able to find happiness if I were to marry him."
Elliot choked upon hearing this, and an awkward expression appeared on his face as he said, "That … That was because our family was in a difficult situation, and we had no choice but to make you marry Blour. He's just a weak and useless guy; how could he be worthy of you? We'll go to the Baibilly Family tomorrow to cancel this engagement. Before you officially become the princess, you have to draw a clear line between you and them. If they dare to resist, the high priestess will help us destroy their family. They're already on the list to be removed. "
Sally looked at Elliot with a calm expression, and said, "No, I won't cancel this engagement. I think Blour is a brave elf, and I'm willing to marry him."
A hint of fury appeared on Elliot's face, and his voice also became heavier as he said, "Sally, for the sake of our family, you have to cancel your engagement with Blour. He's an elf from a completely different world from you."
"I don't need you to make decisions for me." Sally's voice also became cold.
"You!" Elliot raised his hand.
Sally looked at him coldly, and said in a cold voice, "I'll be the elven princess in three days. Father, remember your position. I won't cancel this engagement."
Elliot's hand trembled slightly, and he lowered it in the end.
Sally walked past him and disappeared through the door.
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