"Just call Margaret, Asuka... The ingredients I’m good at using aren’t available here, but fortunately my mother taught to adapt to local conditions when she taught to cook. There are many strange-looking foods in French cuisine, but they’re all delicious. Have you tried baked snails, Asuka?"
"Sn... snails?"
Tangze Asuka stared blankly at Margaret in front of her, seemingly shocked, and that expression amused Margaret. She covered her mouth and sat at the table, casually pushing the knives, forks, and other utensils in front of her,
"Don’t worry, I tried it, the snails here can’t be eaten. Chun told , so you don’t have to worry."
"Oh... oh, I... I didn’t say eating snails is bad, just that I might not be used to it."
"You haven’t eaten these before? What are they called where you co from?"
"Western cuisine?"
"Ah, that’s pretty much the na."
Tangze Asuka picked up her knife with her left hand, pouted, and said,
"No, I’ve never eaten it before. My mom doesn’t cook, and even if she did, she wouldn’t cook for ..."
Margaret noticed her mood sinking, as her voice grew softer towards the end, so she didn’t continue asking for reasons and instead said with a smile,
"Then I’ll cook for you. Try it and see if it’s tasty."
"...Hmm!"
Just as Tangze Asuka was about to cut the at, Margaret laughed and reached over to adjust the knife and fork she was holding the wrong way around, then raised her hand to indicate the specific thod, slowly teaching Tangze Asuka how to use the knife and fork to cut the steak.
Margaret was talented in cooking, her previous dessert, macarons, were like this, and the formal dishes now were even more so. Tangze Asuka felt her taste buds explode with joy after just one bite, her little face flushing with happiness.
Okay, she indeed hadn’t eaten anything good during this period. In the Holy Land, the angels didn’t eat, relying solely on the fruits Helair brought up to fill their stomachs; the Tree Continent elves’ food tasted fine but looked too weird, leaving Tangze Asuka with little appetite just by looking at it; and in the wild, what Mr. Fischer cooked... well, Mr. Fischer only knew how to barbecue, he didn’t seem to be great at cooking...
And tasting delicious food is the simplest and most direct way to experience happiness, Tangze Asuka wholeheartedly agreed.
"Is it delicious?"
"Delicious! It’s really too delicious, Lady Margaret..."
"Margaret, just call Margaret, Asuka."
"Oh... oh, Ma... Lady Margaret."
Tangze Asuka paused, mulling over this na, and under the other person’s smiling approval, she repeated it a few more tis.
The taste of this dinner was quite nice. Although Tangze Asuka felt a bit unnatural at first, because the companions she was familiar with weren’t around, Margaret had just invited Helair and Necolia over, but the people downstairs said they had already dined, so Margaret had to give up.
The two transferees continued to enjoy their al, chatting about this and that, about where they ca from, about their pasts,
"1996, that’s really a long ti ago for . Did anything happen in those 40 years?"
"I... um, uh... sorry, I’m not good at history. I only know what happened after I was born, and it’s only about my hotown, sorry."
"There’s no need to apologize, it’s normal. When I was young, I only knew about a few villages near Mondi, even after building the Maginot Line, when my husband joined the military and I moved to Paris, I still knew very few things about the world."
"Was Margaret’s husband a soldier?"
"Ah, yes, but he died in the war, and shortly afterward, my child also passed away..."
"Was he martyred...?"
"I guess, but I don’t know."
Hearing Margaret’s sowhat lonely words, Tangze Asuka felt a tinge of sadness in empathy, but at this mont, she also seed to understand why Margaret refused Pandora Angel’s reward.
Apart from Ideal Country’s matters, maybe there’s nothing worth lingering about even if she returned to her world?
"Alright, alright, let’s not talk about this. Anyway, we have to thank you for your help, we’ve made great progress. To celebrate, shall we toast?"
Margaret smiled and raised the wooden cup beside her, spilling a little nectar with a hint of alcohol. It was at this mont that Tangze Asuka noticed the wooden cup also placed next to her plate.
Is this... wine?
But I’m not of age yet...
"Cheers... cheers."
But regardless of anything, Tangze Asuka swallowed a mouthful of saliva and then raised the cup in her hand to clink it with Margaret’s, then closed her eyes, experiencing the cautious excitent everyone feels when trying sothing for the first ti...
After taking a sip, she felt only the sweetness of juice.
Tangze Asuka blinked, watching Margaret sip from her cup, her face slightly red from the wine, only to see her say with a smile,
"You’re not an adult yet, how could you drink alcohol. Yours is juice..."
"Then... then why didn’t Margaret tell , it made think..."
"Haha, because you’re too cute."
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