"Blood … Blood … Blood!" Barbara suddenly felt dizzy. Her body swayed, and she was about to fall to the side.
"What's wrong?" Meg hurriedly reached out to support her shoulder. He looked at the pink steak in the middle and the red gravy hanging from it, and a strange expression appeared on his face as he asked, "Don't tell me you're scared of blood?"
Barbara looked away from the steak, and took two deep breaths. Her expression eased slightly, and she stubbornly shook her head as she said, "I'm not scared of blood! I'm just feeling a little uncomfortable. "
"Your steak is medium rare, and the middle is slightly pink. The red gravy isn't blood, but gravy. It won't have a strong bloody taste, and it's good for your body. If you're really scared of blood, you can swap with me. " Meg withdrew his hand, and looked at Barbara. This girl's illness seemed to be a little more serious than he had expected.
"No need, I'm not scared of blood!" Barbara shook her head resolutely. She looked down at the steak on the plate, and picked up the small piece of beef that she had just cut. She closed her eyes and put it into her mouth.
The expected situation of her mouth being full of blood and the smell of blood didn't appear. Instead, she bit into the tender beef, and the mellow aroma of wine and the tender gravy of the beef flowed out first. Coupled with the special aromatic sauce, it instantly ignited all of her taste buds. It was as if there were little fairies dancing on the tip of her tongue, and her furrowed brows couldn't help but loosen.
She chewed carefully. The beef was so tender and plump. After being soaked in red wine, there wasn't the slightest bit of rank odor, and the original flavor of the beef was perfectly preserved.
At this moment, a slightly sweet smell of blood wafted out from the beef. It wasn't the usual nauseating smell of blood that she usually smelled. This slightly sweet taste added another layer to the flavor of the steak, and she had an urge to lick it.
Barbara felt as if she were soaking in a large bathtub. Her body was surrounded by red liquid, and the rich aroma of red wine was accompanied by a hint of blood. This strange scene made her feel so comfortable that she wanted to moan.
Streams of heat flowed down his throat and into his stomach, then spread to his limbs and bones. It was as comfortable as soaking in a bathtub.
And a part of it was concentrated on her chest. She didn't know how to describe the warm feeling, but it was indeed very comfortable.
Babla could clearly feel her weak body quickly regaining its strength. If the sugar soup from before was just an appetizer, then this steak would be the main course.
"This steak is as delicious as kebabs! Even though it's a completely different flavor, it's not inferior to roast beef kebabs in terms of taste! " After swallowing a piece of beef, Barbara opened her eyes and looked at the steak in front of her with surprise.
After tasting this delicious steak, Bloodline, who felt dizzy just by looking at it, suddenly felt less disgusted. Instead, she felt tempted.
Without any hesitation, Barbara cut another piece of beef and put it into her mouth. The delicious taste spread wildly in her mouth, and the emptiness in her body was constantly filled. The dizziness also disappeared.
"What a strange feeling. It's not inferior to roast beef at all. And I don't know if it's because of the Bloodline, but I feel like the blood in my body is flowing faster, as if it's being replenished. Also … there's a strange feeling in my chest. " Barbara carefully sensed the changes in her body. She was completely immersed in the delicious taste, and the large piece of steak quickly disappeared.
Meg shook his head with a smile. She said she didn't want it, but her body was very honest. He placed the medium-well steak in front of Amy, and also picked up a knife and fork to cut a piece of beef.
The medium-well steak was cooked to perfection. The stripes on the iron plate were perfectly imprinted on the steak, making it look more artistic. The steak knife cut into the steak, and one could clearly feel the juices of the meat flowing out, mixed with the rich aroma of red wine.
"This is probably the most expensive black pepper steak in the world, and only 100 milliliters of red wine was poured into it when it was marinated." Meg looked at the steak on his fork, and couldn't help but praise it in his heart. Even he had never thought of using Romanée-Conti to make steak.
As the beef entered his mouth, the taste of the black pepper took the brunt of the flavor, and his taste buds danced with joy. The other spices in the sauce neutralized much of the black pepper's irritation, leaving behind a slightly numbing texture and a strong and unique aroma. It was like a catalyst that pushed the flavors of red wine and beef toward the final fusion.
The beef was very tender, and the juices of the meat and red wine flowed out of the beef, creating an indescribable taste.
"What an incredible flavor! This is a true top-notch steak!"
Meg's eyes completely lit up. He had eaten steak from many top-notch restaurants in his past life, but none of them could compare to this one.
"It shouldn't be too much to set the price at 1,500 copper coins, right?" Meg thought to himself. The cost of ingredients for a steak like this was 300 copper coins, but Meg felt like 5,000 copper coins was already a bargain. There was no way such top-notch red wine could be sold outside, and the steak was also extremely delicious.
Even though the red wine was very rich, Meg had already confirmed with the system that most of the alcohol had been used during the frying of the steak. Furthermore, the black pepper and other spices wouldn't have any special effects on children, but they would have a negative effect on women and puberty girls.
As for the effects on men, the system's answer was a little ambiguous, but it guaranteed that there wouldn't be any negative effects.
The restaurant was very quiet, and the only sound that could be heard was the sound of the cutlery clanking against the plates, as well as the three of them exclaiming in amazement.
"Meow ~" Ugly Duckling had finished its 10 laps, and it was squatting at Amy's feet, looking up at Amy with an expectant expression.
"Alright, seeing as you've finished your 10 laps, I'll give you a small piece of beef." Amy looked down at Ugly Duckling as she placed a small piece of beef in her hand, and bent down to offer it to Ugly Duckling.
Ugly Duckling's eyes lit up, and it placed its front paws on Amy's feet before sticking its little head out to take the piece of beef. It landed on the ground, and began chewing happily with a joyful expression on its face.
"Meow, meow, meow ~"
However, not long after Ugly Duckling ate the piece of beef, its body began to sway slightly, and it began to circle around the table frantically as if it had suddenly gone mad.
"Father, what's wrong with Ugly Duckling?" Amy asked with a surprised expression as she looked at Ugly Duckling, which was circling around the table.
"Maybe … it has a cat disease?" Meg raised an eyebrow as he looked at Ugly Duckling, which had suddenly begun to circle around the table frantically, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"Thump!"
Ugly Duckling's head crashed into the corner of the table, and it lay on the ground with stars in its eyes, already fast asleep.
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