Ling Gong was kind and helpful.
Thus, he followed her.
Just in time to see the purple-haired Abigail running out crying.
"Sorry for making a fool of myself."
Carolyn chased after her and happened to see Irin standing outside the door hesitantly.
She bowed, and a hint of fatigue appeared on her beautiful face.
Yes, it was indeed difficult to take care of a naughty child.
Irin mourned for Carolyn for a few seconds.
It was not easy being a parent.
Fortunately, he was still single.
It was also fortunate that he was not a father yet and had no plans to have children.
Irin inexplicably had such a strange thought.
"What happened?"
Irin had nothing to do anyway. Taking advantage of the fact that the Sorcerer Supreme had not woken up, he was too lazy to go to the mines. It was rare for him to have a day off, so he dug here and there. Perhaps he would have some unexpected gains.
"Sigh." Carolyn let out a long sigh. "I don't know who that child is like. She's always talking nonsense."
“？”
"She said that she saw a ghost on the road last night. She said that someone was floating in the sky."
"…"
Irin seriously thought about his actions last night.
He shouldn't have been seen.
That had nothing to do with him.
Irin was relieved.
Carolyn saw that Irin was listening seriously and felt touched. She continued to complain. "We told her not to run to the cemetery all day, not to play rock and roll with Sebastian from the Robin family all day, not to dye her hair purple all day … Recently, she even said that she wanted to learn how to play the flute. We were so angry."
"Ah?"
"We told her not to play all day and study hard. One day, she would be able to leave this place. She quarreled with us. "
After Carolyn finished speaking, Irin lowered his head and pondered.
He realized that no side mission popped up.
Thus, Irin asked tentatively, "I … will help you persuade her?"
"Okay! Thank you! Irin! "
After the favorability level increased, Carolyn directly called Irin by his name. No one felt awkward.
Poor parents.
Irin, who had nothing to do, walked around and knocked a few colored eggs when he passed by a blacksmith. He also bought a stick of sugar-coated haws from a roadside stall and licked it. Finally, he found Abigail sitting beside the graveyard, looking dejected.
He was not good at comforting children.
He was best at giving gifts.
So he rummaged in the farmer's backpack and took out a 'farmer's lunch'. He shoved it in front of Abigail. "This will bring you luck."
[Abigail's favorability + 5.]
It was supposed to be a good consolation, but he didn't expect that it would turn out to be his own fault.
Yi Lin felt helpless in his heart. This was not his original intention.
But after accepting Irin's gift, Abigail finally smiled.
She began to strike up a conversation with Irin. "Sometimes, I wonder if I'm really their biological daughter. I always feel that my worldview, outlook on life, and outlook on love are incompatible with theirs."
"I think so."
Actually, Irin wasn't very sure either.
You said that Pippi's hair was brown, Carolyn's hair was green, and Abigail's hair was purple.
It was hard to believe that they were biological.
Maybe this was a setting?
Wait.
Irin suddenly remembered Carolyn's words.
Abigail liked to dye her hair.
Yi Lin repeated Carolyn's words, before consoling her, "Actually, they're also worried about you. However, everyone can only make their own decisions in life. You just have to do what you like. If you really have dreams, then don't worry about them. "
Abigail gave Irin a thumbs up and finally smiled.
She finished the 'farmer's lunch' that Yi Lin had personally made in a few bites and wiped her mouth as if she hadn't had enough.
Before leaving, Abigail suddenly turned around and said doubtfully, "Oh right, I remember that I haven't dyed my hair in a long time. My mother might have remembered someone else's child wrongly."
Irin slowly typed a question mark.
In the end, the ending was still good.
Irin watched with gratification as Abigail obediently went home.
The family of three, Carolyn, Pippi, and Abigail, hugged each other passionately in the snow. The scene was beautiful.
The sunset in winter came especially early.
Around four or five in the afternoon, the sun set on the horizon and disappeared on the other side of the mountains.
The vast snowy ground reflected the remaining light, making the surroundings as hazy as the early morning.
Irin reckoned that the Sorcerer Supreme was about to wake up. He rubbed his palms and was slightly excited.
Before returning, Irin quietly went to the other farms to take a stroll.
It was on the way anyway.
It was just passing through the wilderness, passing through the rivers and lakes, crossing the mountains and arriving at the canyon.
It was really on the way.
Irin discovered that the other four farmers were not on their farms.
"Could it be that they are all mining?"
Irin remembered that not long ago, Yan Cao had nervously asked him this question.
An even bolder idea popped up in his mind.
"Could it be that they are teaming up to mine?"
Competing with him in terms of progress?
Hehe.
Not to mention, it was really possible.
Irin shook his head with a smile and returned to his own farm.
Because the Sorcerer Supreme was drunk for the entire day, Irin could only take over the Sorcerer Supreme's farm work. Before entering the house, he tidied up the chicken coop and the cowshed. He also took a pile of feed from the towering granary and placed it in the feed trough of each chicken coop and cowshed.
Coincidentally.
In the second chicken coop, Irin discovered a particularly dark and unsociable figure among the group of "Jill".
— — It was a small black chicken.
Irin's expression slightly froze.
It seemed that the recipe could be updated.
He subconsciously wiped the non-existent saliva from the corner of his mouth and grabbed the new black chicken to take a look.
The feathers on the black chicken's body were covered with little "stars" that were shining faintly. The black chicken's eyes were different from the other chickens, they were actually white. At the same time, it also made Irin feel that this fighting black chicken was especially cool.
"Void Chicken!"
It really hatched!
The little black chicken kept struggling in Irin's claws.
Irin happily teased it for a while and simply cultivated a good impression with the new black chicken.
Next, there was an even more troublesome matter.
There was a limit to the number of animals that could be accommodated in each chicken coop.
The newly hatched Void Chicken occupied one of the precious spots.
Then,
Tonight, a certain fattened chicken,
What appropriate cooking method should he use?
Irin's head hurt even more.
… …
The Sorcerer Supreme woke up.
… … Hungover.
When he woke up, he was wrapped in a red cloak in the shape of a mummy.
The cloak that protected its master was afraid that its master would freeze to death in the winter, so it came up with this trick.
"It smells so good ~ ~ Ah!"
The fragrance that assailed his nostrils stimulated the gourmet cells hidden in the Sorcerer Supreme's body, making his stomach growl strangely.
"You're awake?"
Irin was in the kitchen, wearing a black apron. In front of him was a pot of gourmet food with a tightly closed lid.
The fragrance that the Sorcerer Supreme smelled was the fragrance that leaked out from the cracks around the lid.
"What are you …?"
When the Sorcerer Supreme saw that it was Irin messing around in the kitchen, his face immediately straightened.
Our hungry Lord Sorcerer didn't want to show that he was hungry, but after floating in the living room for a while with the power of the cloak, he still couldn't resist the temptation of the delicious food.
The Sorcerer Supreme floated behind Irin with a straight face and looked at what Irin was cooking. It was so fragrant.
Irin smiled:
"You woke up at the right time."
"The main ingredient is a young and strong hen that has been raised on pure hay for two seasons and trained outside every day to develop strong muscles."
"In advance, use top-grade sea cucumber, salmon, and lobster meat to boil into a fresh and sweet broth and filter out the dregs."
"Add a little bit of high-quality maple sugar, hazelnut powder, and pepper to the broth to taste."
"After quenching the chicken in cold water to remove the blood, cut it into pieces and cool it down. Add morels, chicken oil mushrooms, ordinary mushrooms, blue mushrooms, and other ingredients and stew it together. It's almost done. "
Irin simply said the recipe.
He didn't learn it from somewhere.
He came up with it himself.
During his time on the farm, Irin was calm. Other than farming, raising pigs, and feeding chickens, he spent the rest of his time on cooking.
It could be said that among the five farmers, no one knew more about cooking than Irin.
He was a master of cooking among the new generation of farmers.
Although top-grade ingredients often only needed simple cooking methods.
But simple had its advantages, and complex had its advantages. Each had its merits. One couldn't use a general sentence to cover the complex field of cooking.
"Coo coo coo —"
"Ka ka ka —"
In the pot, a shocking power was brewing.
Accompanied by the fragrance, the lid of the pot couldn't hold back and kept shaking.
"Eh?"
Irin subconsciously took a step back.
It was just ordinary ingredients and cooking, it couldn't explode, right?
The Sorcerer Supreme didn't understand Irin.
He knew that the explosion in the Sorcerer Tower was caused by the instability of the alchemy materials in the crucible after overheating.
It was just food … but it could explode? He didn't even think about it.
Irin suddenly took a step back, which made the Sorcerer Supreme feel that Irin was making a mountain out of a molehill. He floated closer to the pot and deliberately said his reason for wanting to eat with a sullen face, "As the Sorcerer Supreme, I almost didn't need to eat when I was still able to absorb the energy of the Dimensional Crevice. But … I can't help it now. "
Irin didn't care about the arrogant Sorcerer's words.
He observed for a few seconds and found that there seemed to be something hidden in the pot. It was only shaking, but it didn't explode.
Irin carefully put up an invisible "Psychokinetic Shield" in front of him as a defense. Then, Yi Lin opened the lid of the pot in one go.
Clang!
A rainbow-colored light shot up to the sky.
Beside the pot, Irin and the Sorcerer Supreme were stunned by the exaggerated special effects of this dish.
"Ding!"
Irin was stunned on the spot, still holding the pot lid with one hand. A clear crisp sound rang in his ears.
[Congratulations to Apostle 1010 for creating a cooking method that can touch one's soul through unremitting efforts, astonishing perseverance, diligent comprehension, and diligent creation …]
[Congratulations to Apostle 1010 for understanding "Unknown" strengthening … Grade "S-"!]
[Please name the strengthening, Apostle 1010.]
"…"
What the f * ck?
Irin's mouth twitched slightly, and he cursed in his heart.
This … was an epiphany?
Wasn't he just making a dish according to his own ideas?
How did he get an epiphany?
It was actually rated as S- Grade strengthening?
The special effects were quite scary.
When he opened the pot lid, it flashed as if he was afraid that others wouldn't know how awesome this dish was.
This sudden shock … ah no, surprise made Irin stunned on the spot for a full ten seconds. It wasn't until the cloak behind the Sorcerer Supreme gently rolled up a corner and poked Irin's back that Irin came back to his senses.
"Phew …"
Since he was already here, he might as well make the best of it.
He didn't lose anything anyway.
There was no harm in having more skills.
"Since this is a dish that can touch the soul …"
Irin happily scooped a bowl of hot chicken soup for the soul for the Sorcerer Supreme, and smiled as he named the new strengthening in his heart.
"Soul Cooking!"
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