mesbooks Chapter 280 Game World 8
Chapter 280 Game World 8
"That village is tiny, how could it possibly fit a restaurant as big as ours?" Liao Zhuang said as he came out of the restaurant. "Why don't we go to the village and see what's going on?"
Jiang Shuang pointed into the distance and said, "Hey, look, isn't that Village Chief Kosayasu over there on that slope?"
Lin Xiaoqian followed her finger and saw Koshayusi being surrounded by several bouncy children as he walked down the slope.
Upon seeing Lin Xiaoqian and the others from afar, Kosyayusi gave a slightly helpless smile and said, "Good afternoon, everyone."
"Good afternoon, Chief Koshayusi," Lin Xiaoqian and the others replied.
A little girl with a huge bun on her head was holding Koshayusi's clothes, curiously looking at Lin Xiaoqian.
Kosyayusi patted the little girl's head and introduced her, "This is my daughter, her name is Kuling."
Kuling was very bold. She blinked and asked Lin Xiaoqian, "Big sister, did you make those super delicious pumpkin pancakes?"
Lin Xiaoqian looked at her with a smile: "I made it."
Kosyayu explained, “Kuling really liked the pumpkin and red bean cakes I brought back yesterday. She specially saved some to share with the other children this morning. As a result, five pumpkin and red bean cakes weren’t enough. After school at noon, all the children in the village crowded at my door, saying they wanted me to take them to buy some delicious pumpkin cakes.”
As soon as Koshayusi finished speaking, a chorus of children's voices rang out around him: "Big sister's pumpkin pancakes are so delicious!"
"Yes! It's soft!"
"Take a bite and you'll find a sweet filling inside!"
"I only got one bite, I didn't get enough at all!"
"It tastes even better than pumpkin cake!"
Lin Xiaoqian's eyes narrowed with laughter. Several customers had come in at once, and although they were all young customers, they could still earn satisfaction points.
"Okay, okay, please come in quickly. I'll go and make you some delicious pumpkin and red bean paste cakes right away," Lin Xiaoqian said, quickly welcoming them into the shop.
Suddenly she paused, then continued, "Actually, our shop has many kinds of pumpkin dishes, such as salted egg yolk baked pumpkin, pumpkin roasted egg custard, pumpkin crisps, pumpkin sesame balls, pumpkin purple sweet potato balls, and pumpkin drinks, such as pumpkin and chestnut milk dumplings, pumpkin taro balls with ginger milk..."
The children of Hateno Village had never heard of so many delicious things made from pumpkin. Although they didn't know what those delicacies looked like, they were sure that the older sister who could make delicious pumpkin pancakes must also make delicious food. Their eyes sparkled as they stared at Lin Xiaoqian.
Koshayusi knew that most of the delicacies Lin Xiaoqian mentioned were things they had never seen or eaten before. To broaden the horizons of the village children, he waved his hand and ordered one of each of the dishes Lin Xiaoqian had mentioned.
Of course, Kosajousi also had a personal motive; he had been working hard to cultivate delicious vegetables in order to solve the problem of young people not liking to eat vegetables.
He was thinking yesterday that perhaps good cooking methods could make vegetables more delicious, which might improve the problem of young people not liking to eat vegetables.
Now, he realized for the first time that there were so many ways to cook a regular pumpkin. If possible, he hoped to learn a thing or two from Lin Xiaoqian and then teach the villagers...
Lin Xiaoqian walked into the kitchen, put on an apron, and although there were quite a few kinds of food she had ordered, fortunately none of them were complicated dishes.
In no time at all, one pumpkin dish after another was served.
First up is the salted egg yolk baked pumpkin. The pumpkin is cut into evenly sized strips, fried until crispy, and then coated with a golden layer of salted egg yolk. The edges are slightly curled up, and it has a salty aroma that smells incredibly tempting.
Kuling and her friends stood on tiptoe, clinging to the edge of the table, their little noses almost touching the plates: "Big sister, what's this?"
"This is salted egg yolk baked pumpkin. The surface is made of salted egg yolk and the inside is pumpkin strips. It tastes crispy on the outside and tender on the inside."
The little ones swallowed hard, picked up the utensils on the table, and each took a piece and put it in their mouths.
"Hmm, it's salty!" a short-haired little girl wearing a pink headband exclaimed in surprise.
"No, no, it's sweet!" the little boy in the green clothes retorted.
Kuling shook his head, looking completely serious. "You're all wrong. It's both salty and sweet!"
Kosyausi secretly swallowed, thinking how salty and sweet it smelled so good, he really wanted to try it too.
But these are all for the children. It's really inappropriate for an adult to fight with the children for food.
"Dad, have a taste." Kuling suddenly picked up a piece of pumpkin and held it to Koshayusi's mouth.
Koshayusi looked at the pumpkin strips at his mouth and wished he could kiss his daughter right away.
She's such a good daughter to her father.
He pretended to be reluctant to refuse his daughter, opened his mouth, and took a bite of the pumpkin strip.
Oh my God, how can I describe this taste?
The outer shell is crispy and crunchy, with a salty and savory flavor and a slightly grainy texture. Upon closer chewing, it also has a hint of milky aroma—hmm, it must taste like butter.
The pumpkin inside has softened completely, presenting a delicate and soft texture. It can be easily mashed into a paste with a gentle press of the tongue. The sweet and glutinous flavor gradually spreads in the mouth, neutralizing the heavy salty taste of the outer shell.
After swallowing, the salty aroma of the salted egg yolk and the sweetness of the pumpkin linger in the mouth for a moment, while the fragrance of oil lingers between the lips and teeth, making one want to take another piece.
After finishing the pumpkin in his mouth, Kosyausi tried his best to control his urge to glance at the plate.
After taking these kids home, he'll definitely come back again and order a plate to eat his fill.
To distract himself, he turned to chat with Mo Ying beside him, “Hey, did you guys hear the howling of the monsters in the neighborhood last night? It went on until dawn, keeping the villagers up all night.”
Mo Ying was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously asked, "Huh? Really?"
Kosyayusi nodded and said, "Of course you heard it, didn't you? I thought you living in the wild would hear it more clearly. Oh dear, I don't know what's wrong with those monsters. Could it be some kind of riot? The sound is really scary, and the villagers are afraid to go out now."
Mo Ying scratched his head. Yesterday, they raided almost all the monster camps in the vicinity, and not a single monster was spared; they were all killed.
I didn't see them rioting.
Speaking of howls, those monsters do let out a miserable scream before dropping materials.
Ok?
No way?
Could it be that the screams of the monsters they killed yesterday caused the villagers to be afraid to leave the village?
Mo Ying, seemingly understanding why business was so bad today, fell into deep thought.
Kosyayusi continued, "I didn't want to take the children out of the village at noon today, but luckily your restaurant isn't too far from the village, so I agreed to take them out."
Mo Ying coughed twice and casually echoed his sentiments.
Fortunately, another pumpkin dish was served, and Kosajousi's attention was drawn to the aroma.
The second dish was pumpkin baked custard, with a trembling egg custard pudding served in a dark green baby pumpkin bowl, and an amber-colored browning on the surface.
Koshayusi raised an eyebrow knowingly upon seeing the dish and said, "The way this pumpkin baked egg custard is quite similar to a dish called stuffed pumpkin in Kakariko Village. Both are made by hollowing out a pumpkin and stuffing it with ingredients. However, this dish smells like a dessert."
Jiang Shuang smiled and said, "You're right, this is indeed a dessert."
As she spoke, she picked up a small knife and cut the steaming pumpkin evenly. Instantly, the sweet and glutinous pumpkin and the rich aroma of egg and milk wafted out.
Jiang Shuang added, "This dish should be eaten while it's hot."
No child can resist sweets, and the little ones in Hateno Village were no exception. They couldn't wait to pick up their forks, fork up a piece, and start tasting it.
"It's so smooth, it slid right into my stomach as soon as it entered my mouth."
"There's a layer of caramelized sugar on top, and I like that flavor."
"Me too."
Unfortunately, the baby squash wasn't very big, and the children devoured the dish in just a few bites. Koshayusi watched his daughter longingly for a while, but he didn't get to taste a single bite.
Next served was a drink: pumpkin, chestnut, milk, and glutinous rice balls.
Lin Xiaoqian felt that they must be thirsty after eating both salty and sweet dishes, so she served drinks as the third course.
The light golden pumpkin milk glutinous rice paste is filled with white, pearl-like glutinous rice balls, and is garnished with three or four chestnuts.
The pumpkin, chestnut, and milk-filled glutinous rice balls were served in small white porcelain bowls, one for each person. Koshayusi also got some, so he no longer needed to worry about whether or not to take food from the children.
Kosyausi was delighted to see that he had a share, and quickly picked up a small spoon to scoop up a spoonful of soup mixed with pumpkin puree and small glutinous rice balls.
The moment the spoon tip touched his lips, the steaming aroma of milk, mixed with the sweet and glutinous flavor of pumpkin, filled his nostrils. He subconsciously squinted his eyes, like a cat whose chin had been scratched.
The first bite of the soft, chewy glutinous rice ball swirled between my teeth, followed by the smoothness of the pumpkin puree and the richness of the milk fat, which blended perfectly in my mouth.
Kosyausi scooped up another chestnut and put it in his mouth. As soon as his teeth touched the shell, he gently crushed it. The dark brown flesh instantly turned into a dense, powdery texture, which spread on his tongue along with the remaining pumpkin paste. The grainy and dense textures alternately collided with his palate.
It tastes so much better than the vegetable soup they usually make at home.
Kosyausi unconsciously made a satisfied nasal sound, his Adam's apple bobbing gently with each swallow, and he eagerly brought the second spoonful to his mouth.
Then, spoonful after spoonful, Koshayusi scraped the bowl with the spoon, gathering the last bit of pumpkin puree and milk foam into a small mountain, and made a satisfied "gulp" sound as he tilted his head back.
Kosyayusi put down his bowl and spoon, still somewhat unsatisfied. The little ones around him were still engrossed in their food. He looked expectantly towards the kitchen, wondering what the next dish would be.
Soon, Jiang Shuang brought over a plate of food.
"Pumpkin, purple sweet potato, and taro balls, please enjoy."
These pumpkin, purple sweet potato, and taro balls are made by adding glutinous rice flour to cooked pumpkin to form a dough, then shaping it into small portions, filling them with purple sweet potato and taro paste, and steaming them. Each ball is about the size of a baby's fist, with a warm, amber-colored sheen on the surface, and topped with a pinch of shredded coconut and finely crushed roasted pumpkin seeds.
There were quite a few on the plate, and even though the children each had one, there were still some left. After the children had taken theirs, Koshayusi reached out and took one too, happily putting it into his mouth.
Because it was fresh out of the pot and still a little hot, Koshayusi gently blew on it, then carefully bit open a small hole to reveal the light purple filling inside, which had a milky and taro aroma.
Kosyausi blew on it again to dissipate the heat, then carefully touched the filling with his tongue. The smooth texture of the purple sweet potato mixed with the sandy texture of the taro paste melted in his mouth, making him squint his eyes involuntarily.
Although both are filled, today's filling tastes and has a completely different texture from the red bean paste he ate yesterday, and it's an ingredient he's never eaten before.
Moreover, the two dishes are cooked in very different ways.
The chef who made these dishes is a true genius.
Koshayusi couldn't help but praise him in his heart.
The children didn't eat much; after each of them ate a pumpkin, purple sweet potato, and taro ball, their little bellies were already round and bulging.
"Ugh, I'm so full, I can't eat anymore," the little girl with the pink headband sighed, rubbing her stomach.
Kuling leaned back in his chair, pursed his lips, and said, "I'm too full to eat anymore, but it's so delicious. My mouth is telling me I want to eat more."
Looking at his daughter, Kosyayusi chuckled and said, "Don't force yourself if you can't eat."
Kuling frowned and said, "No, there are still so many delicious things to eat."
Kosyayusi patted his daughter's bun and said helplessly, "We can pack it up and take it home, or come back later. The shop isn't going anywhere..."
At this point, Koshayusi paused, realizing that the shop might not always be there.
He remembered the shop owner saying that they were not only foodies but also travelers who would sell food throughout Hyrule.
Kosyayusi turned to Mo Ying and asked, "By the way, how long will you be staying near Hateno Village?"
Mo Ying answered truthfully, "We're leaving tomorrow; we're going somewhere else."
Kosyausi exclaimed in surprise, "Huh? Leaving tomorrow? So soon?"
The children were unhappy when they heard this. "This shop is leaving tomorrow? Does that mean we'll never be able to eat such delicious food again?"
Children's thoughts are always straightforward and written on their faces. Just now, when they were eating something delicious, their faces were full of joy, but now that they hear they might not be able to eat it again, their faces are full of sadness.
Kuling ran to Moying's side, her big, watery eyes darting around as she tried to charm him, "Big brother, please don't go, okay? Or, could you stay here a little longer..."
"Kuling," Kosayasi interrupted her daughter, comforting her, "Your older brothers and sisters have their own plans, and you don't want to bother others because of your own selfish desires, right?"