strictlysupreme Chapter 520 Complaining about Pancakes
Chapter 520 Complaining about Pancakes
early morning
Howard woke up from his bed in a daze.
There are a lot of things to do and the situation is very chaotic, but as a human being, I really can't do without sleep.
Similarly, you need to eat.
He walked down the bedroom and came to the first floor. His breakfast for the day was placed on the dining cart outside the door.
The food the Helvetica family prepared for him today was beef and cheese pudding, blueberry pie, white bread, sausages and mushrooms roasted with butter, plus a pot of coffee, a small cup of mulled wine and a basket of fruit.
The standard of this breakfast far exceeded the average level of civilians in this world. So after he was taken away by the Blood Angels, although he was tortured along the way, he had never been treated badly in terms of food and clothing. The period when his living conditions were the worst was when he worked for the lord on the star Orin just after he crossed over.
But those days when material resources were the most scarce were also the most leisurely time for him since he came into this world. If he had a chance to forget all this and return to that peaceful island to be an ostrich, would he be willing?
Howard took his breakfast back to the table while thinking about it. When he was about to start eating, he suddenly heard someone greet him.
"Good morning."
Howard looked up suddenly and saw Hai Wei'an, dressed in casual clothes, sitting across from him at the dining table. Hai Wei'an was supporting her cheeks with both hands and looking at him with interest.
Howard: "What do you want to do?"
Hai Wei'an: "I came to play with you and tell you that I have fulfilled my promise to you."
Howard quickly figured out what Hai Wei'an was talking about, so he asked:
“What choices did they make?”
"Before I arrived, they were planning a riot, intending to use force to seize control of the Mackerel and negotiate terms with the Helivinson family," Hevian replied. "But I persuaded them to abandon that plan and told them everything. In the end, they all made the decision they had to make."
Howard: "Thank you."
Hai Wei'an: "I don't want to disturb your breakfast. You can talk to me while eating."
Howard: "In our culture, it's considered rude for a host to leave his guests to eat alone."
"Hmm..." Hai Wei'an frowned slightly as if thinking, then seemed to have an idea and said, "Then why don't you make me a meal, your specialty pancakes? That way it will be in line with your etiquette."
Howard stared at Hai Wei'an, his eyes narrowed slightly. He was a little suspicious that this might be the other party's true intention.
However, he still chose to satisfy the Emperor's little wish, and soon he prepared a meal for Hai Wei'an and brought it to her.
Howard started eating his breakfast while keeping an eye on Hai Wei'an.
After also going through the two unnecessary procedures of praying and testing the ingredients, Hai Weiyan cut off a piece of pancake the size of a fingernail and put it into her mouth. It seemed that she was not eating a snack on the roadside on Earth to fill her stomach, but an expensive dessert that was only tasted.
However, this time, after eating the pancake, the Emperor did not suffer from split personality.
It seems she has her condition under control.
Howard said secretly in his heart.
"Trying it again, it still feels amazing." Hai Wei'an exclaimed in satisfaction. Then she found Howard staring at her, so she touched her face awkwardly and said, "Is there something on my face?"
"Oh, no." Howard realized his intrusion and looked away. "Excuse me, but I've always been curious about how you eat human food. Obviously, your body is made of steel, so you shouldn't be able to digest this food."
"Our bodies are made of a transcendent material beyond human comprehension—living metal." Hevian corrected Howard, then she brushed her hand across her face, her face unmasked.
"As for eating, it's very simple." Hai Wei'an, who had returned to her mechanical state, slightly opened her mechanical mouth. Howard could see light radiating from the depths of her throat. "The food ground in her mouth will be sent to the power reactor and directly incinerated into harmless plasma."
"Normally, we eat human food only out of courtesy or disguise, but this pancake you made is an exception." Hai Wei'an's face returned to disguise. She cut off another small piece of pancake, but did not eat it. Instead, she put it on the fork and held it in front of her eyes:
"We don't need to get energy from traditional food, let alone taste the flavor of these foods, but I can taste the flavor of this food..."
"But this is the first time I've seen this kind of food." Hai Wei'an added, "I've eaten something similar to Jianbing Guozi before, but my taste buds tell me it's sweet, and it also contains cream and fruit."
The food Hevian was talking about was probably crepes. She said her taste receptors told her that crepes were sweet, which actually did not conflict with what she said before that she could not taste the flavor.
Hevian couldn't taste the crepe, but her analysis device could tell Hevian what the food should taste like by analyzing the ingredients. She could then compare it to the database and respond accordingly.
The Jianbing Guozi, on the other hand, broke through the taste receptors and allowed the Necromancer to truly feel the taste.
If I had made crepes instead of pancakes, would it have felt less out of place in this world?
So Howard began to daydream, and he thought further: if there was a being who could make chocolate that could bring happiness to people and cure bad conditions, people would think of that person as a pastry chef who could cast a lucky spell on pastries. If it was tea or berries with the same effect, people might think of mysterious and beautiful elves... not the elves in this worldview... If it was biscuits or cookies, people might think of their makers as animals with personality in fairy tales.
However, I could only make pancakes, and suddenly I became the old man selling breakfast downstairs.
However, making Jianbing Guozi does have its advantages: flour, water, a flat, heatable cooking surface, and whatever fillings you can find are all you need. Given that everything is handmade, fermenting the cocoa beans for magical chocolate takes over a week, and harvesting tea leaves or berries takes an unpredictable amount of time, with highly variable yields. Cookies and biscuits require even more complex steps and utensils. So, it seems only magical pancakes and steamed buns, with no additives, have a simpler production process than Jianbing Guozi.
Come to think of it, is this convenience a big factor in Jianbing Guozi's ubiquitous street food in its original world? If Jianbing Guozi's recipe were more complex and its ingredients more expensive, it might not have caught on, instead becoming a pricey dish on a few restaurant menus. While Jianbing Guozi's style might have improved, at what cost?
Looking back on my own experiences now, if I could travel back in time with my memories to before I was taken away by the Blood Angels, and if some supreme deity told me that everything that followed was inevitable and gave me a chance to choose again, and I could choose one of the following abilities: magic chocolate, magic pudding, magic cake, magic cookies, magic drink, or magic pancake, it seems I would really only be able to choose the magic pancake...
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From this perspective, Jianbingguozi is actually a pretty good choice. Although it can't compare to that super simple food, it's not like bean juice or canned herring, which are hard to describe from the production to the taste. However, in this cruel world, efficiency is everything. Choosing something like magic chocolate is meaningless except for being pretentious, and it will also reduce efficiency. As long as it is really effective, people will still drink it even if it is magic bean juice.
Furthermore, as natives of this world, others don't experience the same "separation effect" or "native language shame" as Howard. They don't understand the place and culture of Jianbing Guozi in Howard's original world, so in their eyes, Jianbing Guozi is no more special than any other ordinary snack. Howard's ability to create magical Jianbing Guozi is the same as his ability to create magical chocolate. Only Howard, a visitor from outside this world, feels awkward and awkward.