A Western fantasy journey that began with Game of Thrones

"To make a sufficient pork pie, we need to prepare 600...700 grams of minced pork, one-third cup of honey, half a spoon or a spoonful of salt, four egg yolks, and... There are some raisins and dates, and then...well, let me think about what to do..."

Bright light shines in from the window on the side, and a medium-sized room in the middle of the tower has been transformed into a fully equipped kitchen.

The voice of the cook girl Vera was intermittent, she would stop and think about it after a while, and her performance was very unreliable. As her only audience, the fat attendant Sam was also a little absent-minded at this time, staring at him with a pair of small eyes blinking. The girl beside her was obviously not in the right state of mind.

"What's wrong with you, Sam?" Vera thought about it for a long time, feeling that she had remembered the entire process of making pork pie, but when she came back to her senses, she saw something unusual about the little fat man next to her.

Sam hesitated for a moment after hearing this, and finally asked hesitantly: "Has the master given up on me?"

The fat boy who didn't speak very eloquently in front of others now finally looked normal when he was alone with the girl. Vera, who was very familiar with Sam, also showed the liveliness that a normal girl should have, unlike when she was in the big kitchen that day. Renly didn't even dare to say anything when he met him.

"No way, if Lord Renly doesn't want to care about you, how could he prepare a kitchen for you alone and then ask me to teach you?" the girl said, with envy on her face, "If only I could have someone who takes care of me like this It’s fine, adults.”

Sam scratched his head when he heard this, "But, I'm still a little scared. When we were in Horn Hill, my father——"

"Well, your father is not Lord Renly. Lord Renly is a good man, and so gentle and considerate." After being called to work here, all kinds of benefits instantly improved a lot, and the cooking girl Vera has become one of Renly's She is a "little fan girl", and as Sam's good friend, she has no worries about speaking in front of the little fat man.

However, Sam himself agrees with this. Thinking back to when he was in Horn Hill, Pan would be beaten if he didn't go as per his father's wishes. Sam thought that if his mother hadn't always stopped him, he might have been beaten to death in the family. Maybe in the castle.

Since he became a squire, his master Renly has never punished him corporally, nor has he put forward any strict requirements. The only bad thing is that his master always orders Tob to teach him the ways of knighthood, and Sam always feels that whenever he learns, Disaster strikes.

But now that he suddenly no longer needed to learn knight skills, Sam felt uneasy. He has not forgotten what his father said to him in private when he left Horn Hill -

If Lord Renly doesn't change at all, then before finishing his career as a squire, he should go see more butchers butchering pigs.

Sam thought his father's words meant that if he continued to fail, he would be demoted to a civilian to kill pigs. This was a bit difficult for Sam to accept, because he couldn't do it at all, and he felt that the job of killing pigs was a bit dirty. , the sound of a dead pig is really unpleasant.

Therefore, he felt that he had worked very hard during the two years of his career as a servant. However, his body was really not up to par, and he was trembling when things happened. There was nothing he could do, so one day he had an idea and thought that if the day came, he might as well go As a cook, I also like food anyway.

Then he went to learn cooking secretly.

As a result, he was discovered by his master after only a few days of learning. He thought he would be punished, but he didn't expect his master to be so "supportive" of his career as a chef...

Sam was very afraid of this. After all, this was his "little secret". He should have done it secretly, but now he did it openly... If this matter was revealed to Jiaoling by others, his father would definitely stop him.

Then wouldn't he still want to think of other ways out?

However, Sam couldn't think of any other way out. In addition to liking food and music, he also liked reading. Being a bachelor would not be bad. Unfortunately, his father had always looked down on people who read. It would definitely be useless to send him to Old Town to be a trainee bachelor.

"When making pork pies, it's best to make butter swans at the same time, because the pies only use egg yolks, and the egg whites can be used on top of the butter swans. Old Peake has always done this. I peeked - Sam, don't That’s nonsense, let’s continue!”

The voice of the girl next to him interrupted the little fat man's thoughts. After nodding, he began to continue learning cooking skills.

But after a while, Sam encountered another difficulty, that is, when trying to make pigeon meat pie, he was assigned to deal with pigeons.

Staring at the naked dead pigeon on the cutting board and thinking that he was about to disembowel it, Sam, who had only been a chef apprentice for a few days and had only learned how to bake bread, suddenly felt that the job of a chef was not very good. suit myself……

However, Vera beside him pressed hard and always focused her attention on him. Sam felt ashamed because of this, and the inexplicable feelings in his heart also made him feel embarrassed. So after going back and forth, he finally gritted his teeth and picked up the knife.

…

The little fat Sam over there was clearly arranged by Renly, and here Renly was riding on the road to King's Landing with another man named Samwell, talking as they walked.

"There have been more and more refugees coming from the Riverlands recently. The security in King's Landing has deteriorated and we are seriously short of manpower." Big Sam, who is tall and strong, wearing a golden robe unique to the Capital Guard, accompanied him by his side. There were more than twenty gold-robed guards following him. They dispersed pedestrians on the road and looked majestic.

"If there are not enough manpower, we will expand the recruitment." Renly replied: "The original quota is not full yet, so we don't need the approval of the Finance Minister."

"I wish to select my men from among the refugees, my lord."

The ancient version of Samwell obviously had plans. Seeing Renly's answer so cheerfully, he suggested: "Firstly, most of the refugees are farmers, who are much more honest and stronger than the people of King's Landing. Secondly, if we use If the people who manage the refugees manage the refugees, then I think the job will be much easier.”

"It's a good idea."

Renly nodded, "But we must pay attention to whether the candidate is reliable."

"Of course, we will select carefully."

The brown-haired man replied in a relaxed tone. He was afraid that Renly would reject his proposal, because most nobles like to hire people who know the basics, but the chaotic refugees are not one of them.

He then reported on some other situations of the capital garrison, as well as the security situation in King's Landing.

The two of them were chatting while riding horses. The entire team entered a residential area unknowingly. As a result, they were stopped by an old man on the roadside soon after. Seeing this, some people in golden robes rushed forward to drive away, but Instead of chasing people away and talking about himself, he ran back within a few words, carrying a basket full of apples.

"Sir, this is the thank you gift the old man gave you."

The young man in golden robe with a pockmarked face held the basket in front of Renly as he spoke, and said in a respectful tone: "He said that you saved his son back then, and he had nothing to repay you except a few apples to express his gratitude."

After hearing this, Renly looked up at the gray-haired old man who was blocked by the team, and found that he was looking at him with excitement and anxiety on his face. It was obvious that his emotions could not be faked, so Renly waved his hand to signal behind him. The follower took the apple and nodded to the old man.

Then they continued on their way.

I thought this was just a small incident, but it turned out that someone was taking the lead. After a while, another civilian came to stop them. This time it was a young woman wrapped in a headscarf, and she raised her hands above her head and offered a gift. The basket looks like fresh lilies.

Sensing the kindness, Renly also accepted it.

Afterwards, the team stopped and walked, and people kept coming to block the road to deliver gifts, including baked pastries, baskets full of raisins, and even a little boy in simple clothes brought a beautiful but ordinary pebble as if he were precious... They should have walked through the residential area in more than ten minutes, but they walked for nearly an hour. With Renly's arrival, the place was like a lake with a big stone thrown into it, constantly sending out ripples.

After hearing the news, many people ran out of their homes and were busy watching or giving gifts, or shouting Renly's name on both sides of the road. The environment became noisy, but the atmosphere was very lively. Finally, when the team finally broke away In this area, each of the accompanying golden robes was covered with objects.

"Lord Renly is really loved by others. If you come out for a walk, these things will be enough for you to eat for a month."

The golden-robed commander next to him sighed, holding two sturdy little piglets tied up with straw ropes.

"I just treat them with a normal attitude." Renly said nonchalantly: "And I rarely go out of the Red Keep. Maybe they feel it is quite new."

"The king rarely leaves the Red Castle." Samwell said intentionally or unintentionally: "Every time the carriage passes by both sides of the aisle, I only see people spitting, but no one comes to give gifts."

Renly glanced at him after hearing this, and did not continue to talk about this topic. Instead, he looked at the scene of a monk preaching in the square not far away. At the same time, he changed the subject and asked, "What do you think of us restoring the arms of the order?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expression of the golden-robed commander beside him changed drastically.

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