On the white oak table, in the transparent glass vase, after a little water was injected, the mimosa began to hum a familiar tune. From the garden outside, a bunch of white flowers with golden spots were picked and inserted carefully. Inside the vase.
After spraying water with a watering can, the bouquet immediately became delicate and dripping.
Mimosa sniffed the faint scent of flowers with a smile on her face, and began to wipe off the water stains on the table with the tablecloth, and placed two large, two small, and four gray cushions neatly in the middle of the table.
After everything was placed, Mimosa, who had been silently estimating the time, walked back to the kitchen and began to plate the food on the stove.
The tableware was exquisite and varied, one silver, two china plates, and one a casserole.
Silver is a cold salad.
Two main courses served on porcelain plates.
Inside the casserole is soup.
Such a combination obviously does not conform to the dining rules of most upper-class people. The lack of necessary appetizers and desserts is enough to make the guests laugh their teeth.
But in Mimosa's heart, Qin Ran is not an outsider.
Or…
How could the so-called guest let him cook for himself.
No guest is worth it.
No guest dared to let him do this.
When the only set of silver tableware was placed in front of the only seat, Kieran's application to enter the room appeared in Mimosa's private message.
Just right.
The minute is right.
"It's time to eat."
Mimosa watched the familiar person walk into the room, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.
"Um."
"It's been a long time coming."
Qin Ran smelled the fragrance and sat down in the only chair without any surprises.
He didn't feel anything strange.
Just like Mimosa didn't feel any discomfort, after Qin Ran sat down, he lifted the lid of the tableware.
"Imperial Salad."
"Grass steak."
"Tomahawk roast."
"Malbales porridge."
Every time a cover is lifted, a piece of Mimosa is introduced, and every time a piece is introduced, the 'gluttony' in Qin Ran's body becomes more energetic.
eat! eat! eat!
Like the roar of war drums, 'gluttony' almost reveals the material world.
fragrant!
It smells so good!
In the face of food, a 'gluttony' without any resistance will completely get lost in the world of food. For food, he is willing to give Qin Ran more power.
Even... Surrender!
What does that matter
I, eat satisfactorily.
Will suffice.
But the clamor one after another made the 'gluttony' who wanted to immerse themselves feel angry, the three original sins of 'jealousy', 'angry' and 'greedy' they were talking to themselves, roaring, or shouting loudly.
"why it's not me?"
"It should be me!"
"Mine, it's all mine!"
…
Such a voice is like a fly to 'Gluttony'.
He bared his teeth hard.
"Go away!"
"Go away, Lao Tzu!"
"Whoever is influencing me to eat, I will eat it!"
boom!
A different kind of breath filled the strange and evil heart, making it dazzling and dangerous.
He is simple.
He is persistent.
In order to eat, he dared to make the world an enemy.
It's about who you are.
Stop me from eating.
I will eat you.
If I can't eat you, I will pull you to die together.
The original sins were quiet.
They are not afraid of death, because most of the time, they are immortal.
But this kind of death pardon is definitely not included in [Fusion Heart].
It is quite now.
All is quiet.
'Gluttony' took a deep breath, and as Kieran ate, he became intoxicated.
Faint power began to light up the runes in Qin Ran's body, and the dark and chaotic aura began to weaken again.
However, it is the same as 'gluttony'.
Qin Ran didn't pay too much attention to these, he was also immersed in the delicious food.
The seemingly refreshing vegetables and fruits in the imperial salad set off the deliciousness of the meat.
Moreover, this kind of meat is very chewy, more exciting to the teeth than beef, and has a juicy feeling.
"Yes, tiger meat."
Mimosa explained.
"Tiger?"
"The king of beasts, so, is Emperor Sala?"
Qin Ran squinted his eyes, took another bite, and then looked at the 'Thick Sauce Steak' and 'Tomahawk Barbecue'.
Fat!
The moment he ate the 'Thick Juicy Steak', Qin Ran's mouth was completely filled with beef, and a stream of soup flew out from the gaps in the meat, making his taste buds completely bloom, and when the 'war' The perfect combination of cumin and chilli as the ax roti' poured into it.
hot! hot!
Sweat overflowed involuntarily, just like being on the battlefield, wielding a battle ax and slashing at the enemy.
kill? kill? kill
no no no!
Yes, eat!
Eat, eat, eat!
Qin Ran completely gave up his intention of asking, the knife and fork danced together, the shadow of the chopsticks was heavy, and the spoon was like electricity.
At the end, when Qin Ran took the casserole and drank the last mouthful of porridge, he burped in satisfaction.
And at this time, Kieran realized that the darkness and chaos entrenched in his mind had faded a bit. Although it was still a drop in the bucket compared with what remained, he would never mind such things happening a few more times, so , Kieran looked at Mimosa more eagerly.
Mimosa felt the eagerness.
Therefore, Mimosa smiled happier.
At this time, he was not timid.
There is no chef who doesn't like diners like Qin Ran, and Mimosa is no exception.
"Is it tasty?"
asked Mimosa.
"Well, great."
Qin Ran nodded and wanted to say a few words of praise, but he couldn't find any suitable words at all. In the end, he could only leave the simplest praise.
After the compliment, Kieran felt a little more disappointed.
He tasted the deliciousness just now.
What if you can't taste it later
Such an idea directly appeared in Qin Ran's mind.
Mimosa seems to have sensed this idea.
"If you don't mind, you can come here often. I try my best to cook other skills every week. I don't have the opportunity to treat them as extraordinary, but I have confidence in cooking."
Mimosa raised her fist in front of her and clenched it tightly.
Seeing Mimosa's appearance, Kieran raised his hand and placed it on the opponent's head.
"come on!"
he said softly.
"Um."
Mimosa nodded.
After that, Qin Ran, who was a 'free eater', took the initiative to help Mimosa clean up the dishes, and Mimosa picked up the vase and walked towards the door.
After picking the flowers, he carefully kept the rhizomes.
Simply put, these flowers will not die. As long as they are replanted in the soil and cared for for a few days, they will become an independent plant again.
The soft soil is dug up in the flower pot, the flowers are inserted into it, and the mimosa is smoothed with fingers.
No compaction is required, that will just make it harder for the rhizome to grow.
When all this was done, Mimosa clapped her hands and stood up.
Then, he suddenly saw a figure outside.
A very strange person.
No, I met once.
Outside the Harvest Tavern.
At that time, the other party was humming an inexplicable tone.