"Try it! It's very fragrant!" Roland gently raised the spoon in his hand to Nyx.

"Ah~" Nyx closed his eyes and endured the psychological discomfort, then moved closer to Zhen and opened his mouth.

"Hmm..." The spicy and tender tofu puffs slid into Nicks's stomach at lightning speed before he could react.

"Oh, it smells so good!" Nicks's eyes lit up instantly. The spicy, salty tofu curd quickly conquered Nicks's stomach.

Come back alive after a long absence.

"Ah woo~" Nicks quickly took the spoon and swallowed it three times, his eyes full of surprise.

The corners of Roland's eyes twitched. As expected, the law of true fragrance always applies. Nicks, who had been resisting to death just now, had abandoned her ladylike demeanor and was swallowing big mouthfuls of tofu.

Roland couldn't help but lovingly wiped away the red oil from the corner of her mouth. This girl is really pitiful. She has been ruined by the poor food of Middle-earth for so many years. It is considered that she finally encountered the traditional delicacies of the big foodie empire without swallowing it in her stomach.

Be reserved.

"Slow down, let's try some bread to eat with it." Roland looked around and could only find some white bread. It seemed that there was still a long way to go before he could avoid eating pig food.

"You guys should try it too!" Roland said to the chefs and cooks as he looked at the whole bucket of tofu.

After everyone thanked Roland for the gift, they all imitated Roland and mixed a bowl for themselves. As a result, the whole kitchen instantly became like a pig feeding trough, with squeaking sounds everywhere.

Roland's eyelids twitched. It seemed that he had underestimated the taste impact of Chinese cuisine on these poor people.

"You just watched it for a while! Boris!" Roland called after the chef.

"Of course, Your Highness! I will keep it in mind!" Boris nodded and bowed in worship to Roland. They could only be amazed by Roland's cooking skills. Even Chef Boris, who considered himself a master of cooking (a master of dark cuisine),

They were all in admiration.

"It's just..." Boris's expression suddenly changed and he said awkwardly.

"Fuck (a kind of plant), just say what you have to say! Just fart if you have any! Stop making such a fuss with me!" Roland was almost disgusted by the greasy uncle's movements of squeezing and squeezing his hands.

"We won't produce those magical sauces you prepared..." Boris scratched his head.

"It's okay, I left some for you. If you don't have enough, come and get it from me!" Roland waved his hand. After all, he signed in and won a lot of these three-no condiments. These objects that Roland once threw in the corner of the system space were finally found in Middle-earth.

The extremely foodie-unfriendly world plays an important role.

"Okay, come down here I want to try something else!" Roland waved Boris away like a fly, and then came to the remaining tofu noodle.

Roland put a steamer in the steamer (a garbage thing given by the system when signing in), then spread a layer of cloth, scooped out the tofu, and covered the steamer. Finally, he needed to use heavy objects to suppress it, so he found a steamer.

Unable to find anything suitable, Roland directly pressed his Dragon Slaying Sword onto it.

"Just wait 30 minutes!" Roland pulled Nicks out of the kitchen, who was still full of ideas.

…

"Your Highness, how do you know how to make these things?" Nyx asked in a daze. She still doesn't understand why Roland suddenly became a gourmet.

"..." The corner of Roland's mouth twitched a few times, and he hesitated to speak. Is he going to tell Nicks that his craftsmanship is not top-notch in China? Any village aunt knows more tricks than him, that's all.

He learned the craft from watching short videos.

…

"What is this?" Nicks curiously poked the swaying tofu with his white hands.

"Tsk! It seems that the pressure is not firm. This is tender tofu." Roland held his chin and muttered to himself.

"Silver tofu?" Chef Boris came over and wanted to steal a lesson.

"Get out!" Roland kicked away the chef who treated people like pigs and cursed him angrily.

"How do you eat this? Or do you eat it like that?" Nicks said with his big eyes curious.

"Don't keep thinking about one way to eat it..." Roland shook his head helplessly. Sure enough, there was a reason for the lack of food. In the plot, even halflings who are good at food only fry and stew. As for cooking, they probably haven't heard of it.

Pass……

"Alas..." Roland shook his head. There is still a long way to go.

"Boris! Come here and watch and learn! Next time you get me pig food, I will kill you! And you! If you don't want to go to the city gate to swing next time, just learn from me!" Roland roared.

"Oh, here it comes!" Boris immediately ran over with a smile on his face.

Roland ignored him and just took the kitchen knife and cut the tofu into two-finger-wide slices evenly, then poured the vegetable oil into the iron pot for stew...

Everyone had expressions of confusion. It seemed that King Roland was no different from them. They were just stewed in a big pot. At best, the ingredients were different.

Roland glanced at them and said nothing. After all, even if I stew randomly, I would not add cockroaches to the pot like you do... I am the majestic King Lagrand, and I am not Belle Roland, so I don't have to play in the wilderness to survive.

"Chila~" The tofu slid into the hot oil along the edge of the pot, and there was a stinging sound. Soon the aroma of fried tofu filled the air, and the unprecedented bean aroma made everyone's index fingers twitch.

"Go! Cut a cabbage for me!" Roland directed Boris to do it for him.

Soon Boris brought the chopped cabbage over. Roland took a satisfied look. Although there was no cabbage, the cabbage was okay.

Roland put the cabbage in the pan and stir-fried it, then poured it with soy sauce and dark soy sauce, then sprinkled a little MSG and salt, and the little MSG came on instantly! At this moment, Boris's eyes were wide open. He couldn't believe it. He had just

He actually witnessed a new cooking method. For Boris, who aspired to become a top chef, the impact was no less than a nuclear bomb. He wished he could get into the pot and watch Roland operate it.

…

"Your Highness is so talented!" Boris admired sincerely. Although he didn't taste it, he knew from the color and smell that this brand-new dish was good.

"Are you ready to watch? Let's do this tonight!" Roland filled a large plate with fried tofu and cabbage and said to Boris.

"Are these two?" Boris asked.

"Tofu is eaten for breakfast! Then you can't make something else by drawing inferences?" Roland said, holding his forehead.

"Okay, Your Highness!" Boris patted his chest and promised. People who didn't know him thought he was going to die heroically.

…

"Try it!" Roland said to Nicks, who were the only two people at the dining table at the moment.

"Hmm! Good time!" Nyx mumbled while chewing tofu and bread.

Roland's face suddenly twisted when he looked at the bread in Nyx's hand. You know that for an ancient capital person to eat bread for nearly a year is no less than torture. Roland didn't understand. There was so much pasta.
Chapter completed!