Anyway, they had long since gotten used to eating like this.
anwhile, in the kitchen of the inn, a tempting aroma was wafting through the air.
There stood a tall and sturdy "Mountain Person," wielding a shovel-sized spatula, stirring up a storm in a massive iron pot.
His ID was [Authentic Chef], and he wore a proper chef's hat on his head, though it looked comical, it didn't affect his skills!
In the pot, the milky white broth was bubbling with tenderness; the stewed pork was soft and flavorful. Although the sauerkraut floating inside differed from the traditional Ryan people's sauerkraut, the taste was not inferior at all, indeed better by a notch!
The reason was simple.
Because he had poured in half a bottle of pepper!
Although spices were not rare in the Great Graveyard with the Life Ancient Tree and Dark Night Elves, in Twilight Province, they were luxuries that even the Lords might not have access to.
If this were a competition, he had already won!
The intoxicating aroma quickly attracted the ancestors of Wheat Field Village, a group of skeleton soldiers known as "Holy Spirit" also squeezed into the kitchen, clattering noisily.
"Ti to eat! Ti to eat!"
"Quick, quick, quick! Save us a seat, we are the seniors, we want the main table!"
"Awooo! Ti to feast, brothers!"
They were skeleton soldiers who had helped build the inn. Although they had earned the favor of the mysterious NPC Great Swordsman and martial arts secret manuals as rewards, they couldn't resist the temptation and wanted to join the celebration banquet!
Can't eat?
No problem!
There are always ways to increase your sense of participation!
Seeing these fellows swarming towards the bubbling iron pot, [Authentic Chef] was terrified and hastily waved his spoon to drive them away.
"Shoo, shoo! Get out! You don't even have digestive tracts, what are you eating for, go sit with the sacrifices!"
That was a separate table with so fruits and bread placed not far from the inn entrance.
By the way, this wasn't a local tradition; it was taught by the players, saying that ancestors liked this, and placing lavish sacrifices would be used to pay respects to the ancestors' souls.
The offerings don't need to be wasted after the worship; they can be given to children to eat!
Entertaining children is also sothing the ancestors love to do!
As for whose mischievous idea this was, it remains unknown. After all, in places with players from the Great Graveyard, players' spontaneous ingenuity and the "evil influence" of the Great Graveyard are inevitable.
Moreover—
Acolytes actually encourage them to do this, as it's said to be a way to strengthen their faith.
With a clear object of faith, the Power of Faith and cohesion are directly linked.
The initially dejected skeleton soldiers soon thought it might be a unique experience to sit at the sacrifice table, so they cheerfully complied.
In reality, they had never sat at the sacrifice table before!
Seeing those nearly crying children, [Gou Jianqiang] teased them with the pastries in his hand.
"Kid, want so? Hehe, call Dad and let's hear it!"
The child said nothing, stubbornly staring at him.
Gou Jianqiang was baffled: "Are you dumb? There's no Translation Crystal here, can he understand a damn thing?"
Also, isn't the hierarchy being lowered?!
Gou Jianqiang: "Oops, too rash!"
In the end, the mischievous Mr. Gou Jianqiang still gave the pastries to the child.
Along with the chocolate and sugar cubes he secretly brought from the Teleportation Array... these were specialties of Gana Continent.
Watching the children snatch and awkwardly express gratitude, his mouth couldn't help but grin, experiencing the thrill of being an ancestor.
How wonderful.
In reality, you'd need a sizeable red envelope to make kids this happy.
In the realm of Spirit, he found unprecedented satisfaction, seemingly discovering the proper use of Joss Paper.
Although the ga's Strength cannot be brought to the real world, the resonance of souls can spread through these simple and pure feelings.
anwhile, Gunter was also drawn to the kitchen by the scent he had never slled before.
Looking at the boiling golden leaves and the soft stewed fatty at chunks, he curiously asked.
"What is... this?"
[Authentic Chef] turned around, and seeing the mysterious Great Swordsman, whose face was full of stories, noticing him, he beca excited!
Hidden task!
Legendary Secret Manual!
Plus hidden achievents!
His mind was filled with these things, and his speech also stuttered due to excitent.
"Au-au-authentic sauerkraut stewed authentic big fat pig!"
Gunter was stunned.
"...What is that?"
Authentic Chef: "All-all of them are authentic!"
Gunter: "...?"
Authentic Chef was anxious, scratching his ears.
The Imperial Language he knew was limited, and without the Crystal Ball at hand, he racked his brains and could only co up with these two sentences.
Seeing his not-so-smart appearance, Gunter didn't give him a hard ti, finding a reason for him in his heart.
He had heard that the mountain folk of Ten Thousand Ridges Mountain Range rarely communicated with the Kingdom below; perhaps this fellow mainly interacted with dwarves, hence knowing only these two sentences in the Imperial Language was normal.
However, thinking about it, Gunter felt infinitely sentintal that in such a short ti, villagers of Wheat Field Village could eat pork.
Except...
Where did the pig co from?
He had seen the newly built pigsty in the village, but hadn't seen any pigs raised in it?
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