"Yes, you can eat it directly, just like eating ice cream cake." Meg said to Phyllis in a gentle tone with a smile, just like a poisonous snake tempting Eve to eat the forbidden fruit.
Phyllis still felt that this smell was a little strange, but after smelling it for a while, it didn't seem so pungent anymore. However, she still couldn't describe what kind of smell it was. It was very special, and different from all the smells she had smelled in the past.
After hearing Meg's words, Phyllis hesitated for a moment, and looked up at Meg, only to meet his gentle eyes. It was as if everything would melt into water in his eyes, and a blush instantly appeared on her face. She immediately stuffed the spoonful of durian into her mouth.
"Phyllis actually ate it!" Camilla, who was standing at the entrance of the kitchen, stared at Phyllis in shock.
She couldn't even stand the smell, and Phyllis actually put that strange durian into her mouth.
"Oh!"
Phyllis was also stunned. She had only planned to lick a little bit to roughly taste it so that she wouldn't embarrass Meg, but she didn't expect that she would actually put the entire spoonful of durian into her mouth in a moment of nervousness.
However, the expected strange taste didn't explode in her mouth. Instead, a sweet taste gradually blossomed.
She gently pursed her lips, and the durian melted in her mouth. Its delicate texture was not inferior to that of tofu pudding in the slightest.
What followed was a mellow sweetness that instantly filled all of her taste buds.
That sweetness was different from that of syrup, and it seemed to have constructed a delicious seal between the two. Then, it suddenly slapped onto her body.
She was suddenly able to accept the smell of durian. This wasn't a strange smell; this was an extreme fragrance!
The fragrance was so rich that it was pungent, but after tasting it in her mouth, the smell inside and outside her body seemed to have reached a certain balance, as if she had added a filter to her body, and she suddenly felt this fragrance.
She swallowed the durian, but the fragrance of the durian still lingered on the tip of her tongue, unwilling to dissipate for a long time.
Phyllis closed her eyes, and subconsciously licked her lips with her tongue, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face.
"Bean Sprout, have you eaten SI?" Irina walked into the kitchen, covered her nose, and walked out. She looked at Phyllis, who was still savoring the aftertaste, with a despondent expression.
"Ah?" Phyllis opened her eyes, and saw Irina standing at the door with a look of disbelief on her face as well as the spoon in her hand. She hurriedly wiped the yellow durian residue that was still hanging by the side of her mouth, and shook her head as she said, "N-no, Princess, you've misunderstood …"
Irina sighed, and looked at Phyllis with pity. "Although the Night Elves are indeed in a difficult situation now, you don't have to force yourself like this. How am I going to face you like this …?"
"Princess, I really didn't eat …"
"Alright, I'll pretend that I didn't see anything today. Remember to brush your teeth. You still have to cut vegetables for the guests later." Irina waved her hand and then glared at Meg. "Why didn't you stop her?"
"I …" Meg had an innocent look on his face. What's going on?
Irina did not give them a chance to explain. She turned and walked towards the stairs as she said, "I'm tired. I'll take a nap. The three of you can eat slowly. Call me when it's time to eat."
Then, the three of them were left looking at each other.
"Ahem, ahem. She doesn't understand the situation. Let's just pretend that nothing happened." Meg coughed dryly to ease the awkwardness. Then, he looked at Phyllis, and asked, "How is it, Phyllis? What do you think of the durian taste?"
Camilla also looked at Phyllis curiously. The feeling of eating such a sticky and strange thing should be terrible, right?
"I've never eaten such a fruit before. It's shockingly delicious. The rich aroma, delicate texture, and sweet taste are all unbelievable. It can be said that this is the most delicious fruit I've ever eaten. Even all the fruits in The Wind Forest can't compare to it, "Phyllis said sincerely. Now that she smelled the fragrance in the air, her throat couldn't help but move, and her body was already starting to want another bite.
"How … How is that possible?" Camilla, who was expecting Phyllis to say that she had a terrible experience, was stunned. She looked at Phyllis in disbelief.
Phyllis turned to look at Camilla with a smile, and said, "Big Sister Camilla, do you want to try it? This durian is really delicious. It's just like stinky tofu. You can only truly understand its deliciousness after tasting it. "
"I … I refuse." Camilla crossed her arms. Stinky tofu was also something that she could not accept. No matter how many people said that it was delicious, it was still something that she did not want to try.
As for this so-called durian, it was also a food of the same level as stinky tofu to her. She could not even think about tasting it.
Meg saw that Camilla was indeed not interested in the durian, and did not want to force her. He placed the durian on the workbench, and turned on the regional odor isolation system in the kitchen. At the same time, he purified the air in the kitchen. Then, he looked at Camilla, and said, "You can come in now. I've already controlled the odor to the area around the workbench."
Camilla reached into the kitchen, grabbed a handful of air, and sniffed it. After making sure that there was no strange smell, she returned to the kitchen and continued to prepare the ingredients with Phyllis.
Meg shook his head helplessly. As expected, durian was something that those who loved it would praise for its fragrance, and those who hated it would complain about its stench.
However, the durian pizza still had to be made. Otherwise, how would the world know about the deliciousness of durian?
He took out pieces of durian meat, removed the cores, and beat them into a paste. Then, he took out various ingredients and began to make the durian pizza.
Phyllis looked at Meg from time to time. She was a little curious. The durian meat was already so delicious, so why did it still need to be processed? And what was a pizza?
Meg put the prepared durian pizza into the oven. After a while, Mia, Amy, and the rest all returned to the dining room. They were all looking forward to it when they heard that Meg was going to make a new dish for lunch.
Amy walked into the kitchen, and pointed at the durian shell that was still on the workbench, and asked curiously, "Father, what's that hedgehog-like thing?"
"That's the durian shell," Meg, who was making the tofu pudding, replied without turning his head.
"Durian? Nostalgia? Who would be nostalgic for such an ugly and strange thing? "Amy was a little perplexed.
Phyllis gulped, and said softly, "Those who have eaten it will be nostalgic."
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