Chapter 98 Flour Is so Delicious

That night, Mocha saw several aunts who came to take care of him. Yes, they were aunts. Chi Nan specially found them to clean the castle and give Mocha the so-called noble treatment.

Just seeing these people made Mocha lose his appetite. In other noble places, they were all young and beautiful women, but how come they all became aunts like this here? Mocha hated Chi Nan even more in his heart. This guy was a piece of shit.

But when Mocha saw the dinner, his attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees. "What is this? It looks really strange. Forget it. It seems that there is nothing delicious in your place."

Holding a piece of bread, Mocha was considering whether to eat it. This Red Sand Ridge is notoriously poor, which has long been famous in Ruimas. What delicious food can there be in this place. Mocha even considered whether to eat the dry food he brought with him. The key is that today's food does not even have meat. This is too harsh.

"Sir, how about I try it for you first." Seeing the opportunity, the flatterer quickly spoke.

"Okay, then you eat first. If it doesn't taste good, tell me." Mo Cha waved his hand.

This time, Chi Nan sent them food, but everyone had a share, except that Mo Cha's was a little different from others. After all, he was a noble. As a noble, of course, he couldn't be treated the same as ordinary people.

The flatterer, who had just smelled the aroma of the food, gritted his teeth and bit the bread in his hand. A crisp "crack" sounded. I didn't expect that this kind of food would be so crispy.

After taking a bite, the sweetness exploded in the taste buds, making the flatterer feel that his whole body was singing and completely intoxicated. How could there be such delicious food? Compared with this, the black bread I ate before was simply dregs. I couldn't help it, one bite after another, and kept biting down. Unknowingly, a pancake was actually eaten.

When the flatterer felt a pain in his finger, he finally came to his senses. It turned out that he bit his finger.

"Sir, it seems that he doesn't need to say anything. This thing must taste good." This flatterer had eaten some leftovers given by Baron Mocha before because he was good at flattering, but he had never seen him like this.

Mocha nodded, picked up a clearly different dough, put it in his mouth and took a bite. Suddenly, the fragrance of the dough and the deliciousness of the carefully prepared fillings flowed into his mouth with the soup.

"Oh my God, how can there be such delicious food? There is meat and a kind of vegetable in it. Oh my God, how is this done. Damn, how can a small Hongshaling have such good things." As a noble, the things he had eaten before were completely incomparable to this, which really made him very annoyed.

Mocha didn't know that the reason why it tasted so delicious was not only because of the food itself, but also because of some ingredients. Although Chi Nan himself didn't know much, he had heard of many things.

After Chi Nan's reminder, Muluo kept experimenting, and some things like peanut oil and soy sauce and vinegar were already made. There are no substitutes for other seasonings yet.

Mocha ate one bite after another as if possessed, and stopped reluctantly when he felt full. Looking back, he looked at the aunt who he disliked, and now he felt more and more comfortable.

Waving his hand, he called the "maid" to his side, and then Mocha pointed at the uneaten pie and asked: "What is this made of? Why does it taste so good? Even I have never tasted it before." As a noble, it is a shame to have such delicious food for the first time.

If he was not sure that other nobles must have never tasted it, Mocha would probably be angry now. Even now, Mocha is thinking about how to make himself late all the time.

The aunt next to him hurriedly said respectfully: "Your Excellency, this is made of flour. The lord taught us how to make food with flour, and now the people in our territory eat this kind of food."

"What? Such a good thing is actually given to those untouchables?" Thinking that he, as a noble, had never enjoyed it, but those untouchables could enjoy it earlier than him, Mocha felt that he was deceived by this world.

Taking a deep breath, Mocha asked coldly: "Tell me, what is this flour, what is it made of." Mocha was still thinking whether it was a new processing method of Heigu, and he didn't even know it.

The old maid hurriedly said: "Your Excellency, flour is the powder in the fruit of the jujube tree. The lord has always called it flour, so we call it that too."

"Jujube tree? Oh, damn, it's not what I thought it was." Mocha had a bad premonition.

Jujube tree, although this thing is not famous in Remas, there are many people who know it. It just so happened that Mocha had seen people eating jujubes during the march before, so he knew about them.

If it were any other noble, Eight CD would not know what jujubes were. Only those who really couldn't get enough would eat one or two when they were hungry. It was said that not only did they taste terrible, but eating too much would cause gastrointestinal diseases and lead to death from bloating. As a noble, he would not eat such a thing.

"My Lord, this is the dough you are thinking of. This kind of dough has always been unknown to everyone. Later, the Lord told us how to make it, and then we can eat this delicacy."

Mo Cha didn't expect that this was really what he thought. He immediately gave his think tank a look.

The Luo family looked at the dough carefully, and they couldn't figure it out, but after a closer look, it was indeed very similar to the white powder. "My Lord, it may be true. Why don't we ask how this thing is made."

Mo Cha nodded: "Very good, you are right. It is a way to make food. You can't say it."

The old maid still said respectfully: "Of course, of course. I don't know if you want to find someone to make it on the spot. It's a little unclear just by talking." Chi Nan had already explained all this before coming. Otherwise, as servants, how dare they disclose these things to outsiders.

Even if it was Mo Cha himself, he would not let others know. When Mo Cha heard the old maid agree immediately, he was a little confused. How could it be so simple?