Pokemon's Fifth Elite

Chapter 83

As promised, the dishes brought Luther's kitchen utensils to the Taoist hall and waited for the rice order to test the results.

Because it was the weekend, the trainee trainers did not come to Luther as usual, which gave Luther more time to deal with food materials.

Luther put the kitchen utensils in a corner of the lounge.

"Roseredo, give me salt."

Taking the bottle that rose redo handed over with a cane whip, Luther sprinkled salt evenly on the cut meat.

I looked for black pepper and couldn't find it. It seems that the dishes didn't remember their requirements.

The huge sneeze made Luther turn her head. In the yard, laruras, Marilyn and the tropical dragon kept sneezing with a small bottle.

"These are seasonings, not toys."

Luther told him to put black pepper on the meat, add a small amount of sugar, oil and soy sauce, cover it and marinate it.

"Oh, I don't need you, Blizzard king. Go out. The temperature has dropped."

Because the air conditioner in the lounge broke down, Luther had to let Blizzard king in as a guest.

The king of blizzard was about to stop talking. Luther turned and saw that the king of blizzard was still there. Suddenly he remembered something. Embarrassed, he picked up a bag of ELF food from the stage and handed it to the king of blizzard.

This time Blizzard king returned to the yard with satisfaction.

Part of the onion is shredded and part is cut into pieces. The tomato is peeled and diced in hot water. Pour a little oil into the small pot brought by the vegetables, and then add a little butter. Wait until the oil warms the butter, and Luther frys the pickled beef in the pot.

The elves who smelled the fragrance came up and raised their necks.

With the oil left in the bottom of the pot, Luther poured onions and tomatoes into the bottom of the pot, fried them, added a spoonful of water, and then poured the processed beef into the pot to stew over a low heat.

Next, just wait for the heat to be in place. Holding the key given by the vegetable, Luther went up to the second floor.

The room on the second floor is actually a utility room, but the five bookcases are still filled with all kinds of books.

Because vegetables like grass elves, most of the books collected here are actually related to grass elves, and even some textbooks that are as confusing as higher mathematics at a glance.

Luther was not very interested in academic books, so he chose some easy to understand books about elves.

The most advanced is linen. At noon, the feeding house got off work early. She went into the lounge with a drink.

Then there are dishes. There are many trainers today, but still a badge is not issued.

Looking at the elves used by the newcomers, they are energetic and have no scratch at all. It's not hard to imagine that today's dishes are probably just tired.

The dishes didn't mind adding a pair of chopsticks, but she was curious if Luther's heat was over.

On the way back, she changed the spirit once. About two hours ago, the meat began to stew at that time. Now after so long, Luther still collapsed in her seat and read without opening the cover.

"Professor Kewell's Atlas of grass elves."

"Dr. Yamanashi's Fairy evolution map."

Vegetable seed picked up the pile of books stacked next to Luther and glanced at the one Luther was holding.

"Zishan's theory of life evolution."

Luther put the books aside, stretched and said, "except for the grass elves, other books are so miscellaneous. It feels like you bought them from the pile of old books."

"You guessed right. Some books upstairs can't be found on the Internet, because the distribution quantity is too small, the sales volume is too poor, and there is no reprint. I bought a few books from the flea market and put them up."

I understand that most people's books on the book shelf are just good-looking. As for what they like to read, they are usually at the head of the bed or on the table.

Luther looked at the time and took the pot off the fire.

The dishes and linen clothes have grasped the dishes and chopsticks in their hands.

The lid was lifted, and the strong aroma poured out of the pot. He refused to send the dishes and linen clothes. Luther picked up his chopsticks and put a piece of beef into his mouth.

Kentello's meat was handled for the first time. Because it felt thick, Luther was still worried that the meat could not be simmered soft and rotten by a small fire for two hours.

Worry about excess. It tastes good. The flavor of chopped onion and tomato is integrated into the meat to highlight a fragrance.

After Luther signaled that he could eat, he quickly began to eat vegetables and linen clothes, and frantically chopsticks with rice.

Hemp clothes are obviously not the opponent of vegetables. After all, the way of eating vegetables is very wild.

Luther washed the pot, called out the lucky egg and asked the lucky egg for an egg.

It's about the same size as the ostrich egg I've seen before. It's very heavy in my hand.

Breaking the eggshell, the golden egg liquid flowed out, and there was a good smell.

Luther made several fried eggs with this egg, and then mixed half a tomato to make tomato scrambled eggs. When the two dishes were served, there were not many meat grains on the beef plate.

For the first time, Luther was a little embarrassed to use the eggs of lucky eggs as food. Looking at the empty bag of lucky eggs, Luther was still a little embarrassed. However, it was a waste to think that lucky eggs could breed several eggs a day. Luther's guilt was gone and he was crazy about the fried eggs.

The vegetables and linen clothes were already full. When they saw the fried eggs coming up, they added rice and fought for the second round.

The elves in the yard looked at the elves' food in the food basin and suddenly felt that it was not fragrant.

Lucky eggs were near the water and distributed the remaining gravy and fried eggs. Marilyn squatted at the door and drooled, but there was nothing she could do.

Jill didn't finish her eggs, but she gave the rest to Marilyn. She felt that Marilyn would be dehydrated if she went on like this.

"Value for money!"

Vegetables are not stingy of their praise.

"Don't say it's useless. You can give money if you want. If you give more, the set meal can be upgraded. I even brought my lucky eggs for lunch. It's a plus dish. Isn't it appropriate for you not to add money?"

This time, the union coin photographed in front of Luther became 40, and the linen quickly added 20 yuan.

"Oh, I can't seem to eat in the Taoist restaurant tomorrow."

A pat on the forehead.

"Where are you going?" Luther asked as he ate.

"Take the trainee trainer to tajixi town for training and battle. You can't always be in the yard. You can also get a door for them to feel."

Luther's hand froze. He remembered that the vegetable seed would bring back the rocket's thorn ball cactus this time.

Speaking of, it seems that Luther hasn't seen the rockets since he came to this world. Did he miss it perfectly?

"So it's closed tomorrow? Then I can't come, can I?"

"No, if it's not a big problem, it doesn't matter if the museum opens normally tomorrow."

Luther fished the tomato scrambled egg soup into the rice and prepared the CD-ROM operation.

"The owner is not at home. It's not a big problem?"

"Don't you just be a contemporary librarian?" the dish said lightly, drinking the drink brought by hemp clothes.