NOVEL NEXT Chapter 22
Chapter 22: Chapter 17 Miracle Creature_3
Translator: 549690339
“Wow!”
Inya opened the package, inside were colorful candies.
“It’s candy!”
“I love sister the most!”
Inya happily hugged her sister, then stuffed the candies into her mouth, five at a time, filling her cheeks.
Bailuo and Inya had similar tastes, both loved to eat.
The elder sister was truly indulgent towards Bailuo, even if she fed him spices that were as priceless as gold dust; as long as Bailuo was happy, she felt it was worth it.
“I almost forgot, there’s also this.”
Isefia straightened her clothes, removed her apron, and then gracefully knelt before Bailuo.
She didn’t choose to swear her loyalty with the Knight’s salute but adopted a woman’s kneeling posture and carried out the ceremony in her capacity as a woman.
Because in front of Bailuo, she was not just a powerful warrior but also his sister.
“I pledge my life to you,” Isefia said solemnly, “to protect you and your people at all costs, to fight for you.”
“I shall, hail you as King!”
Bailuo didn’t stop her; he understood his elder sister’s character.
In such a solemn and dignified moment, Bailuo stood very quietly, chest out and head raised, yet quietly calculating the time in his heart.
“I accept your service.”
As soon as three minutes had passed, Bailuo immediately helped his elder sister to her feet: “Quick, get up!”
The elder sister was strong, the first master of the Yatun Clan; even Bailuo couldn’t beat her.
Moreover, the elder sister was accomplished in both literary and martial arts, not less shrewd than Uncle; compared to Inya, they seemed like two different species.
Looking at Inya, whose cheeks were stuffed like a squirrel, Bailuo felt an ache in his heart.
“Brother, do you want some?”
Seeing Bailuo looking over, Inya thought he wanted her candy, so she generously spread her hands: “Help yourself!”
“No need, you eat.”
Full of regret, Bailuo told her to go out and play as he had something to discuss with his elder sister.
Without a doubt, Inya hopped and skipped away, presumably to find younger children to show off her candy to.
“Is this the new food?”
The elder sister’s eyes were full of curiosity; she kneaded dough with her hands, and although Bailuo saw her doing it very adeptly, he still found it peculiar when she asked such a question.
But he thought of his elder sister’s talents.
Even if it was her first attempt, she would immediately grasp the trick of it and then innovate from there.
Bailuo wasn’t surprised anymore: “Yes, this is food I saw in a dream; what do you think?”
“Different from the flour milled from Jinzhui Wheat, this grain called wheat ferments beautifully when made into flour.”
This world had similar practices, but because the ingredients were different and there was no concept of ‘steaming’, plus the need for long preservation, people would make more bread instead of noodle-based food.
Bailuo brought out wheat and barley, milled them into flour, and proposed methods for making buns, steamed bread, noodles, pancakes, and other foods.
In the past, there was not enough food to attempt this, and since Jinzhui Wheat tasted especially bad after steaming, Bailuo had privately tried and then chosen to give up.
But now, the opportunity had come, and Bailuo was immediately enthusiastic.
Uncle knew of his keen interest in food; thus, he immediately researched the corresponding methods of preparation based on what Bailuo had described.
In less than half a month, Uncle had managed to recreate almost all the techniques Bailuo had known, even creating the tools for making these foods.
Throughout the process, Bailuo had only given a general direction.
Fortunately, Bailuo was already accustomed to Uncle’s brilliance.
If he wasn’t brilliant, he wouldn’t be Uncle.
That’s right, one more thing to add.
The development of soy sauce had already begun, Uncle seemed to have found the trick, but since it required a long time, the finished product had not yet been seen.
“Tonight, we’ll have noodles.”
Bailuo had often savored his elder sister’s cooking since he was young; she was truly skilled in the kitchen.
Although the ingredients were lacking and some flavors couldn’t be changed, when it came to cooking, his elder sister’s culinary skills had reached the pinnacle.
Just like these noodles, smooth, delightful, and full of bounce, served with specially marinated pork chops, Inya ate six bowls and still wasn’t satisfied, until her belly was round and she lay on the couch.
“I can’t eat anymore~~”
“Hey.”
Bailuo slapped Inya’s thigh: “Don’t lie down after eating, go for a walk.”
“Ah~~~”
Inya grumbled dissatisfiedly, but since her big brother had spoken, she could only obediently do as told.
The People of Yatun used to advocate eating less and moving less because there wasn’t enough food.
But now, with food becoming more abundant, the People of Yatun needed to make full use of it to grow stronger.
Only by growing strong could they better protect the Yatun Clan.