The black bread was very hard, scratching his throat sorely, he slowly poured two big sips of water into his mouth, and managed to swallow it.
Compared to her chewy taste, Mark ate with relish.
He ate up a Seger in two bites.
When he finished eating three segs, Huan Huan was still hesitating whether to take a second bite.
Mark stared at her and said very seriously: "Food is very precious, don't let it go to waste!"
Huan Huan was very embarrassed, this thing was hard and unpalatable, if he swallowed it forcibly, his throat would be scratched and blood would come out.
She tried to ask, "Can I borrow your kitchen?"
"Okay." Mark put the plates away and put them in the kitchen to wash them up. "You can use the things in the kitchen as you like, just remember to wash them after use."
"thanks."
Mark repeatedly told her not to waste food, and after getting her promise, he left the kitchen and went to the basement to continue working.
The space in the kitchen is very small, and it is inconvenient to wear a veiled hat because of the need to burn a fire for work, so he slowly took off the hat and put it aside.
She took out some ingredients from the space.
She first cut some fat meat, put it into the pan to fry the oil, then cracked two eggs, smashed them, cut the black bread into slices, wrapped them in egg wash, and fried them in the oil pan.
A strong fried egg aroma soon permeated the air.
This fragrance wafted into the underground studio, hooking Mark, who was addicted to work, out.
He followed the scent all the way into the kitchen: "What are you doing? It smells so good!"
Slowly picked up the fried bread slices and put them on the plate, handed them to Mark, and said with a smile: "I processed the bread, you can taste it."
Mark was absorbed by the fried golden bread, and didn't even look at Luan's face.
He was so seduced by the delicious food that his mouth was watering. He didn't care about the heat, so he grabbed a piece of bread with his hand, put it in his mouth and took a big bite.
The taste is even better than expected!
The fried egg was crispy on the outside, and the bread inside became soft after being heated. Mark had never eaten such delicious bread.
He ate all the slices of bread on the plate in one go.
When he came back to his senses, he realized that he had finished his dinner, and he couldn't help but smile embarrassingly: "The food you cook is so delicious, I couldn't hold it back..."
Slowly said that it's okay, she didn't have much interest in this kind of black bread, and it didn't matter if it was eaten up.
Only then did Mark notice her face, and he couldn't help staring blankly.
He had never seen such a beautiful girl in most of his life.
Even the most beautiful elf in the Dawn Continent is not as beautiful as her.
Slowly being looked at by him was a little embarrassed, she picked up the veiled hat and put it on her head to block his sight.
Only then did Mark recover from being surprised, and frowned and said, "How dare you go out alone with such a face? If you run into someone bad, your face will be the biggest trouble."
Slowly said: "I also want to go back, but I am separated from my family, and now I am looking for a way back."
Hearing this, Mark felt sympathetic, but he didn't expect this girl to be a poor person.
He said, "Wait for me, I'll get you something."
After speaking, he ran out quickly.
It didn't take long for him to come back, holding something black in his hand: "I ate the dinner you made just now, and this is my apology for you."
Slowly took the thing and looked at it, unexpectedly found that it turned out to be a small crossbow made of metal!
She faced the wall and tried to shoot an arrow.
The small arrows made of metal were very sharp and pierced deeply into the wall.
It took a lot of effort and couldn't pull it out.
In the end, it was Mark who shot and pulled it out.
Although the dwarves are short in stature, they are not small in strength.
Mark asked how she was feeling.
"Very good!" Huan Huan lovingly touched the small crossbow. This thing is light in weight, but its lethality is much stronger than ordinary bows and arrows. It is most suitable for a weak woman like her to use for self-defense.
Mark was very proud of being praised for his work: "This is not my most proud work. I am currently researching a more powerful weapon. If that thing is made, it will be really awesome."
Slowly showing the appearance of humbly asking for advice: "What kind of weapon is it? Can I have the honor to take a look?"
If it was the day when he first saw Huan Xu, Mark would definitely not agree to her request.
But after eating the delicious food she made just now, his sense of her has improved a lot, coupled with her beautiful face that makes people forget the world, and her poor life experience...
Mark readily agreed to her request.
"You come with me."
Slowly put away the crossbow, followed Mark into the underground studio.
The studio was bigger than she imagined. There were seven or eight large cabinets inside, and each cabinet was filled with oddly shaped parts. The firewood in the stove was burning vigorously, and red metal liquid was tumbling in the large cauldron. .
On the large workbench in the middle, there is a cannon that has already been formed. Its black metal appearance has an icy luster.
Mark stroked it lightly, as if stroking his own dwarf, full of pride and intimacy: "This is the latest weapon I have researched and made."
Huan Huan's eyes straightened.
This is a small cannon about one meter long, with a simple shape, far less powerful than the cannons in the modern army.
But no matter how simple it is, it is also a real artillery!
If this thing is placed in the Beastman Continent, it will blow those disgusting bugs into scum in minutes!
If Rock City had such a powerful thermal weapon, it would no longer have to worry about being bullied.
If anyone dares to come to find fault, with a bombardment, all those bastards will be blown up into the most brilliant fireworks in the sky!
Slowly admired from the bottom of his heart: "You are really amazing, you can make such a great artillery!"
Mark puffed out his chest, enjoying her compliment very much.
But what is artillery
Never heard of it.
Mark thought for a while, and felt that this name was very appropriate for the new weapon he made, so he decided to name it, and it was called Cannon!
Slowly and carefully asked: "Can this kind of artillery be mass-produced?"
Mark frowned: "The materials used to make cannons are a bit difficult to find, and the process is more complicated, but these are not the most troublesome."
"what?"
"The most troublesome thing is the energy crystal. This kind of artillery depends entirely on the energy crystal. Without the crystal, it cannot fire the shells."
What's the difference between a cannon that can't fire shells and scrap metal.
Slowly and quickly said: "I still have a lot of crystals here, as long as you can produce more cannons, I can be responsible for providing the crystals needed to make cannons, and I can also use crystals as a reward for making cannons!"
Hearing the last sentence, Mark was immediately moved.