Open Your Quest Log Chapter 67

Barrett had just wiped out the plate of roasted onions in the gravy when the feral boar that had been stewed for three days came up. He scraped the remaining gravy from the bottom of the plate again with a thick slice of bread, until the plate was so clean that a dingo wouldn't even look at it. After there is food at the bottom, the stomach feels a little better, but the appetite is more vigorous.

Camille put the boar stew in front of Barrett and took away the plate of roasted onions in the gravy.

"If every guest can be like you, my work can be reduced a lot." She said with a smile. "Washing dishes is not an easy job. The water in Lansha Creek is too cold."

"Let Fat Downey hire another person to share your work," Barrett said. "It saves you not only having to serve as a host, but also as a cook, and you have to do the dishes."

"It's not necessary. We don't have that many guests. I can't let the boss hear this, or he will deduct my salary." Camille stuck out his tongue playfully, turned and returned to the kitchen.

Barrett looked at the food in front of him, a large piece of wild boar drizzled with sauce and sprinkled with lots of grated basil leaves, with some parsley and carrots around the wooden plate lace. Downey always likes to play with these bells and whistles, but this is the Bay of Pigs and no one cares.

From this point of view, Downey and Camilla have something in common. Although they lived in the Bay of Pigs for a short period of time, they didn't belong here.

Barrett cut a small piece from the wild boar with a table knife, dipped it in sauce and basil and put it in his mouth. The ferocious boar is mellow and wild. Even under the cover of the rich sauce, it still can't hide that special **** smell.

Although Downey claims that the feral boar has been stewed for three days, the meat is still very chewy after the mouth. People with bad teeth may struggle to eat, but Barrett likes it.

However, compared to the dire wild boar, he prefers the rabbit meat of the dire rabbit. That meat is used for barbecue, it is really a must!

Dire animals are larger, more ferocious, and tougher versions of their original species, and a dire rabbit can sometimes even be the size of a calf. People often say that violent animals, like those demon beasts, are mutations generated after a long time of magic, but almost all violent animals do not use spell-like abilities like demon beasts. They just seem to be bigger and more grumpy.

Moreover, the number of ferocious animals is not as rare as that of demon beasts, especially the ferocious rabbits.

Every year, there are many incidents of violent rabbits wounding people, but there are not many cases of death and maiming (no matter how irritable, it is still a rabbit after all). The meat of this animal is not as difficult to cook as the violent wild boar. The meat is quite fresh and tender. It is very good whether it is barbecued or stewed. However, if the meat of the violent wild boar is used for barbecue, it will only become harder and harder, just like real hard rock.

When Barrett was cutting the ferocious wild boar piece by piece, he suddenly heard several familiar footsteps approaching the tavern from far and near. He looked up at the door of the tavern, and found that the owner of the footsteps was indeed Old Will and his party.

"Good morning, everyone, what do you want to eat? It's all on my account." Barrett said with a smile.

"No, my good guide." Old Will waved his hand, "Sir Case of Mist Castle invited us to eat stewed gryphon, stewed with red peppers, peas and turnips. It tastes good."

"But it's just not bad." The half-elf added, and Old Will smiled and didn't deny it.

"Isn't the Griffin Kingdom not allowed to eat griffins?" Barrett was a little surprised.

"Theoretically not allowed, theoretically." Old Will sat opposite Barrett, "This is too far from the royal city, no one will care. What's more, it is a wild griffin, wild, and There are not too many other monsters, just like the plate in front of you..."

"Ferocious boar," Barrett replied.

"Wild boar is not good." The ogre Moglock left his mouth with raised fangs, "Ferocious wild boar is even more bad."

"That's why you don't know how to cook them!" A shout came from the kitchen, but Downey's fat figure did not appear.

What appeared was Camille with seafood soup, white clams, cod, and crab meat floating in the soup, as well as two crab claws with their teeth and claws floating and sinking.

Camille put the soup in front of Barrett, his eyes swept over the ogre, half-elf, and Old Will, and finally looked at Old Will opposite Barritt.

"What do you need?" Camille asked politely.

This is a wise woman, Barrett thought. Ordinary peasant girls can't see the person in charge of the team at a glance. They usually look at the half-elf with a nympho, without blinking.

"Sweet plum wine, it would be boring to chat without some wine." Old Will said with a smile, "My good Mapra, what would you like?"

The dwarf shook his head and said nothing.

"What about you? My good ogre?" Old Will asked again.

"Moglock wants to eat roasted clams, or clam soup." The ogre stood next to Barret, looking at his seafood soup, and seemed a little greedy.

"You just finished eating a whole griffin leg, six sausages, four oatmeal pancakes, and two large pieces of venison. Then you ate three bowls of pork offal on the way here." Old Will looked helpless, "Could it be? Are you hungry again?"

"Moglock didn't eat clams." The ogre looked a little awkward, "Moglock wants to eat clams."

"A plate of roasted clams." The mage shook his head. "If you get fatter, I'll have to ask you to modify your armor again."

"Moglock can move, take tasks, and complete tasks! Moglock likes to do tasks." The ogre tapped his full body armor.

The half-elf naturally didn't need old Will to help him, "Cranberry juice, thank you." He smiled so charmingly that even Camille couldn't help but blush slightly.

When Camille returned to the kitchen, Barrett suddenly realized that the scene in front of him seemed familiar.

The ogre stood beside him, bending over to carefully examine the dishes on the table; the dwarf hid in the corner behind the tavern door, playing with daggers as always; the old mage sat opposite him, smoking a pipe with a smile on his face; The half-elf Estelle sat next to the mage, and there was something unclear in her indifferent expression.

In a trance, Barrit felt as if they were preparing to go to the misty forest, rather than just returning from the mission there. If it really was at the beginning, I should still see that figure when I return to the dilapidated hut now.

How can you see it? He shook his head inwardly, feeling ridiculous at his own thought.

"You're going back to Muya city-state, aren't you?" Barret took a sip of the seafood soup, the tender and soft cod and crab meat intertwined in his mouth, melted at the touch of his tongue, and the rest were mussels and delicious clams.

"Yes." Old Will nodded. "The plan is for this afternoon's trip. The carriage hired from the Mist Castle, if it goes well, should arrive at Galano City in five days."

"Moglock wants to eat that." The ogre pointed to the two red crab claws in the seafood soup, and suddenly said, "If you don't eat it."

This big guy is like a child sometimes, and Barrett looked up at the ogre, not knowing how the mage named Barron was educated.

He picked the crab claw out of the seafood soup and put it on a wooden plate with cheese. The ogre reached out and grabbed two crab claws~www.mtlnovel.com~ and threw them all into his mouth.

After a burst of chewing and swallowing sounds of itchy teeth, the ogre licked his fangs, "When will the roasted clams be ready." It looked in the direction of the kitchen.

"But before going back, there is one more thing to understand." Old Will continued the topic just now, "It's the remuneration we negotiated before."

After the task is completed, there will be an additional reward of 100 gold coins, which was negotiated before. Now that the mission is clearly complete, one hundred golden 'kings' will soon roll down one by one into Barritt's little bag.

This is not a small number. Even in a harvest year, an ordinary peasant family can't save a few gold coins for the hard work of the whole year. With Barrett's spending habit, this huge sum is enough to support his expenses for a long time.

Just when Barret was a little complacent, Old Will clenched his right hand into a fist and stretched it out in front of him.

"Your rewards are all here." The Master said with a smile, "It's all in my palm."

Of course, because you have the Space Ring, Barrett murmurs inwardly. "It's my pleasure to serve you," he said. "Should I make the table?"

If 100 lovely gold coins, as well as some winter wolf corpses and miscellaneous things were released from the space ring, this dining table should not be able to fit.

"Don't be so troublesome." Old Will smiled, flattened his clenched fist, and laid a simple ring in the mage's palm.

When Barrett was a little confused, the mage pushed the simple ring in front of him.

"Your reward is here," said the mage, "including the ring itself."

Chapter end