Zongman: Danmachi, Three Skills At The Beginning

Steaming black tea is placed in the middle, and on both sides of the tea table are the silver-haired human girl Amed, who is sitting with her hands very ladylike on her lap, and Flon, who is stirring a fairy-made beautiful teacup with a spoon.

This is the VIP reception room of the Dean Kate Treatment Home.

As Olalie's premier treatment facility, the work here is quite busy.

No, some adventurers came in and out from here, some of them came to visit their partners, and of course most of them came for treatment.

As the kanban lady and chief therapist of this treatment home, Amide is usually very busy.

But now it is rare to find time to receive the blond young man from the Loki family by himself.

"I didn't expect... besides Lady Riveria and Lefia, there is actually a third person in the Loki family who can use more than four kinds of magic."

There are complex emotions in the eyes of the beautiful human girl. Exclamation, surprise, and intertwining among them make the girl's thoughts confused.

"Actually, I'm a newcomer. It's normal if you don't know, Amide. In total, I've been in this city for less than half a year."

"...This is even more surprising. If I feel right that you are already an advanced adventurer, your upgrade speed is hard for me to describe."

Flon lowered his eyes slightly, forced a smile:

"Well, Amed. Can you stop raising the leveling speed? Just like you didn't know before, I am a character who doesn't like standing in the spotlight."

Looking at the man carefully, Amide's small face was astonished, and then he burst into a laugh, and then realized his gaffe, and hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands, his shoulders trembling.

"Uh, is it that funny? For me, the ordinary days are the real ones, just like now, drinking tea quietly, reading books, occasionally studying magic, creating some favorite works-such ordinary daily life. I think it's good compared to those big guys who stand on the stage and dance on the death scythe every day."

Looking at the young man's helpless face, Amide barely stopped laughing and took several deep breaths before regaining her ladylike demeanor, but the smile in her eyes couldn't be hidden no matter what.

"I didn't expect Mr. Flon to be such an interesting person. Among the adventurers I have met for so many years, they are all for fame, wealth, and power. They dream of becoming a hero and obtaining everything. But you are the only one who refuses to stand on the stage. You have a good personality, or something else. Anyway, it's interesting!"

You have successfully caught my mind, which is probably what Amide meant.

"Okay, I have a showdown. In fact, I am afraid of death."

Amide's big eyes turned into crescents, and responded softly.

"Mr. Flon is very frank."

The young man took a sip of the black tea brewed by the girl herself, and a sweet and fragrant taste poured down his throat, Flon couldn't help squinting his eyes.

"This is the best black tea I've ever had."

The girl's face was blushing, what's the matter with this man - but why is she a little happy.

"I've been bothering you here for a long time, so I should say goodbye. I will visit you again when I return from the dungeon."

"Okay, then I wish you the best of luck."

"Thank you, see you later!"

Flon is not a sloppy person either. After drinking the tea, Shi Shiran left with the medicine and the "elven cloth" purchased this time.

"Twilight Pavilion".

Ai Si and others who were already stimulated by Flon to die, now have the support of [Suppressing Bracers] in their hands, and they live in the dungeon like crazy, as if they have returned to Lv.1. period of time.

The resident mansion is deserted, without any smell of fireworks. Even the cooks in the back kitchen are the same, I heard that they are going to be supporters.

Uh, standing there in the empty hall, Flon looked dazed.

"So, I have to settle for dinner myself?"

Scratching his head annoyed, he took a look around the kitchen.

"The ingredients are all there, forget it—make a meal by yourself."

In the experience of previous life, if the performance in all aspects can only be regarded as quite ordinary, then Flon has completed a special enhancement in the aspect of cooking.

From the first cooking, he seems to have a natural intuition, he can accurately grasp the amount of spices and seasonings, and cook food above the average line.

And this kind of talent is naturally brought here.

When he first came to this world, Flon, who had only a suit of clothes, was penniless and lived alone in a corner of the village. In order to survive and even fill the stomach, making money has become the most important thing at present.

Basic necessities of life, food, housing, and transportation, all the world revolves around these four words.

So Flon, who has a good cooking skill, naturally chose this item as a start.

There is a small square in the center of the village where I live. Normally, residents, passing merchants, and adventurers gather here in their spare time. It is a very lively place.

The next day, he used the dried meat, vegetables, and fruits preserved at home to make delicious skewers here, and turned himself into a mobile vendor.

The intoxicating fragrance floats far away, and gradually begins to attract guests.

The excellent cooking skills can be said to be the peak start. In just one day, he conquered the stomachs of most people in the village, including the white-haired boy from a peasant background.

"Brother Flon, what is your dream for the future?"

This was a topic that the teenager chatted with the youth once when they were setting up a stall in the square.

"I, be a great polymath, a seeker of mysteries. Don't you think unknown knowledge is so fascinating?"

"It's amazing, compared to polymaths..."

"Bell wants to be a hero in a fairy tale, so you have to work hard. A hero—it's not so easy to be."

Flon finally left a slightly meaningful sentence before disappearing from the sight of the white-haired boy.

In the next few days, he did not see the young man. It is said that the young man left the village alone and went to the center of the world, the labyrinth city Orari.

...

...

Recalling the days when he first came to this world, Flon smiled.

"If you count the days, it won't be too long before that kid comes to Olalie."

Standing in front of the table, looking at all kinds of ingredients, Flon thought for a moment, and picked them out.

"Mushrooms, garlic, onions, cheese, sweet red wine, a little cured anchovies, capers, juniper berries, toasted pine nuts, chopped walnuts, modera, sage, thyme, oranges and lemons and finally a yellow mustard dressing .”

"Plus a big piece of pork belly—"

Flon is going to cook a fairly well-known dish called - Crispy Roasted Meatloaf.

To put it simply, the above ingredients are minced, put into a pan and fried, and then spread evenly on the pork belly that has been made into a butterfly knife, and finally rolled up tightly and tied with a rope for baking.

It's easy to say, but it's more troublesome to do.

Since he became an adventurer, he hasn't had a good meal for a long time, except for the big meal at the "Plenty Mistress".

While the mansion was empty, Flon decided to treat himself on the sly.

With the main course, eating meat alone will make you tired, so naturally you have to make a pot of soup.

Not far from Olarie, there is a small harbor town called Melon, which is the sea entrance and exit of Olarie, and a large amount of seafood is sent into the city every day.

Of course, there is no shortage of kitchens for the Loki Familia.

A large black fish boiled into a soup, sprinkled with coriander leaves and dripped with spices.

As for the end, I made another big pot of dessert.

PS: Today is the sixth update, there will be another chapter later, so don't worry.

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