Chapter: Stewing Magic
Beside the farmland, the bard Charles sat cross-legged on the grass, drinking and playing the harp—leisurely and comfortable.
The melodious sound of the harp echoed in the manor, giving people a refreshing feeling.
Cheng Yu suddenly remembered Charles knew a lot of life magic—such as magic to automatically clean clothes, deodorizing magic, magic to tidy up the room, magic to weed...
I wonder if Charles has magic that can stew red dragon meat?
Walking to Charles, Cheng Yu asked with a smile, "Comrade Charles, do you have magic that can stew red dragon meat?"
Charles stopped plucking the strings, turned his eyes, and thought for a while. He suddenly said in surprise, "I got it! Stewing magic—can stew raw meat into cooked meat!"
Cheng Yu's eyes lit up in surprise. "Teach me! I caught a wild red dragon subspecies. Ordinary fire can't cook it."
Charles poured a mouthful of wine into his throat very heroically and said happily, "Hehe, yes! But you have to provide me with wine."
Cheng Yu weighed it. Exchanging wine for practical stewing magic—not a loss.
"Deal."
Cheng Yu agreed to Charles's conditions.
Charles reached out and touched his pocket for a long time, took out a page of paper, and gave it to Cheng Yu. "Stewing magic."
"Another page?"
Cheng Yu had gotten fly-swatting magic from Charles last time—a thin page of paper.
This time it was another page.
You know, even the most basic first-tier magic had dozens of pages of text—including the basic architecture of the magic array, the underlying logic of magic operation, the mutual coupling of magic and magic array, the conversion of magic attributes...
"Basic magic is relatively simple," Charles explained carelessly.
Cheng Yu looked at the page of paper. It had handwritten magic incantations and magic array patterns on it.
"Come to the kitchen and show it. Otherwise, how can I know whether your stewing magic is true or false?"
"Hey, cook the meat! Give me some to go with the wine!"
Charles smiled on his pretty face. He knew Cheng Yu's food was delicious. He also wanted to try the red dragon meat.
"No problem."
Cheng Yu and Charles came to the kitchen.
Cheng Yu added water to the pot, then lit a fire in the stove, boiled the water, and put a piece of red dragon meat into the boiling water.
The water in the pot was boiling and surging, but the color of the red dragon meat was as bright red as before—without any change.
Boiling water couldn't cook red dragon meat.
At the same time, Charles moved his mind. Powerful magic formed a golden magic array under his feet.
Under the influence of the stewing magic, the red dragon meat in the pot slowly changed color—from blood-red raw meat to whitish cooked meat.
Cheng Yu was surprised to see the changes in the red dragon meat.
This stewing magic is too magical.
"Can any meat be stewed?" Cheng Yu asked Charles.
"In theory, yes," Charles said. "However, stewing magic consumes a lot of magic power. The harder it is to stew something, the more magic power it consumes."
The texture of red dragon meat was rough. Cheng Yu continued adding charcoal to the stove to cook the red dragon meat as much as possible.
Ten minutes later, the whitish red dragon meat in the pot began becoming soft and tender.
"The red dragon meat is about to be cooked! The red dragon meat is about to be cooked!"
A pair of black, smart eyes stared at the red dragon meat. Charles couldn't wait to taste it.
Cheng Yu took out magical materials such as Heavenly Herbs and Wood Dragon Roots, and also took out fennel, salt, bay leaves, and other condiments for braised meat. He cooked according to the cooking method in the Wood Root Braised Pork recipe.
Over a dozen ingredients were mixed in the pot, turning the whitish red dragon meat into a brown sauce.
At the same time, a strong smell similar to heather rose from the pot.
Charles frowned on his pretty face. "What a strange smell!"
"This thing probably doesn't taste good."
Cheng Yu currently had three special recipes: black pancakes, Wood Root Braised Pork, and pickled earthworms.
Though these three dishes had special effects, they were all dark cuisine without exception.
Especially pickled earthworms—the fishy smell could make people die on the spot.
Charles leaned in and sniffed the Wood Root Braised Pork. The strong smell of heather made him shake his head and lose interest. "Eat it yourself. I'm going to drink."
Cheng Yu picked up the braised meat with a fork, put it on the chopping board, and cut it into pieces.
At that moment, Mina walked into the kitchen and saw Cheng Yu cutting meat. She was surprised. "Cheng Yu, what kind of meat are you cooking? Can I have some?"
"I can't give it to you," Cheng Yu refused.
The effect of Wood Root Braised Pork was aphrodisiac. God knows what would happen to women after eating it.
Mina came over and smelled it. Her expression became a bit strange. "Why does this smell so familiar?"
After a few seconds of reaction, "Oh, I remember! It's that smell!"
While speaking, her eyes glanced at Cheng Yu's crotch.
"It's just that the taste is similar—not that one," Cheng Yu emphasized, so as not to be mistaken for a pervert by Mina.
Mina pulled Cheng Yu's arm. "I don't mind this taste! Let me taste some!"
Cheng Yu stroked Mina's big tail. "I'll make you braised bear paws in the evening, but you can't taste this."
"Okay!"
Mina left the kitchen.
Cheng Yu finished the plate of Wood Root Braised Pork and felt as if an invisible force was expanding in his body.
"This... is really good."
Cheng Yu was satisfied.
In the evening, Cheng Yu made several portions of braised bear paws with the remaining bear paw meat.
Charles one portion, Aphra one portion, Ivennie one portion, and Mina three portions.
"Braised bear paws! So delicious! I want to write the most beautiful poem to praise it!" Charles couldn't help but say.
"Cheng Yu, everything you make is delicious!"
Aphra ate the stir-fried blood made by Cheng Yu. For vampires, this braised bear paw wasn't as good as stir-fried blood, but it was also a rare delicacy.
Cheng Yu made an OK gesture. "Basic operation. Don't be silly."
There were many empty rooms in the manor. After dinner, Cheng Yu arranged a room for Charles and a room for Aphra.
The next morning, Charles went out for a stroll early.
"Excuse me, is there anyone here?"
At that moment, a voice came from outside the manor.
"Someone is coming. Let's go out and see."
Cheng Yu put on his clothes and pants, walked out the door, came to the manor garden, and looked at the entrance of the manor.
A team of clergymen wearing the costumes of the Church of Light were standing there.
"What are you doing?"
Cheng Yu looked puzzled, not knowing what the people of the Church of Light were doing here.
The leader of this team was an old man with gray hair.
The old man said, "Hello. I'm Bishop Zern of the Black Stone City Branch of the Church of Light. Yesterday, the Goddess of Light appeared outside Black Stone City. We traced it all the way here based on the remaining light power in the environment."
"What? This thing can be traced?"
Cheng Yu's words directly revealed the truth.
Zern smiled. "You're the one who used the light power outside Black Stone City."
"No," Cheng Yu denied.
What if the Holy See of Light knew I have the 'artifact' of the Goddess of Light? Won't they beat me to death?
"The remaining light power in you hasn't completely dissipated. It's you."
Zern had practiced light magic and could sense the remaining light power in Cheng Yu.