Chapter 102 Beggar's Chicken (Please read! Please recommend!)

Chapter 101 Beggar's Chicken Although it didn't feel right, Shabi finally succumbed to Bruno's tyranny.

Eat it! But the question is... where is the chicken? Looking at the big piece of mud that his master dug out from the charcoal fire, Shabi looked confused.

Shabi was not here when the chef was preparing the whole chicken.

So, he really couldn't figure out what his master wanted to do. Could it be that he wanted him to... eat mud?

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but shudder. He didn't seem to have done anything wrong recently...

After being baked over charcoal fire for a period of time, the mud wrapped around the beggar's chicken had already shown a crack and looked hard and dry.

Bruno found a knife from somewhere and slammed the back of the knife on the large piece of mud wrapped around the chicken.

The outermost layer of mud suddenly cracked, and then...

The chicken that was wrapped in mud and roasted to a charcoal-like black was revealed...

Burnt! Bruno looked at the beggar chicken that had been burnt to charcoal, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Sure enough...for a novice, the success rate of making beggar's chicken is really not high.

Fortunately, I had the foresight to ask the chef to prepare several chickens and roast them at different levels of flame.

Hopefully the others will be successful...

Shabi, who was sitting next to him, stared blankly at the thing that emerged from the cracked mud... It was black and looked like a chicken, but he had no idea what it was...

I must have offended the Earl!

Otherwise, how could Lord Bruno let him eat this kind of food? You know, the Earl has a very deep understanding of cooking all kinds of food. All the meals made under the guidance of the Earl are delicious.

But today...

Tears welled up in Shabi's eyes. No matter what, since the Earl asked her to eat it, she would just eat it!

He picked up a piece of black stuff with trembling hands, then made up his mind, closed his eyes, and opened his mouth with great difficulty...

"What are you doing?"

Just as Shabi was about to put the burnt chicken into his mouth, Bruno's surprised voice came.

Bruno knew that compared to this world, the taste of beggar's chicken was indeed quite good, but... could it be that beggar's chicken that had been roasted into charcoal also have such charm?

Hearing Bruno's voice, Shabi finally stopped what he was doing. He asked cautiously, "My Lord Count, didn't you let me eat the chicken?"

"Throw that thing away. How can you eat it when it's so black and dirty?" Bruno laughed when he heard Shabi's silly words.

This kid, Shabi, may have been cleaning the poop for too long. He seems to be a little silly lately...

But it is also true that Shabi spends all day collecting feces, processing feces, distributing feces, or on the way to distribute feces...

On the contrary, Lister, who was originally a bit silly, has changed his temperament since he became the director of the Idar Immigration Administration. Although he is still a bit dull in doing things, he is much better than before.

But on the other hand, Shabi deals with feces all day long...

Bruno shook his head. Forget it. If he continued to think about it, even the beggar's chicken in front of him would not taste good...

He also dug out a large piece of beggar's chicken wrapped in mud from another pile of charcoal fire. He tapped it lightly with the back of a knife, and the outer layer of mud cracked.

This time, a faint fragrance emanated from the mud.

Beggar’s chicken, done!

Peel off the shiny lotus leaf that wrapped the chicken, and you will see the delicate chicken that has been roasted over charcoal fire into a light yellow color...

Bruno carefully tore off a greasy chicken leg with his hands. Although it was still a little hot, the tempting aroma always tempted Bruno's taste buds.

After blowing a few times with his mouth, until the roasted chicken leg was no longer so hot, Bruno couldn't wait to put the beggar's chicken into his mouth.

The delicate chicken exudes an enticing aroma wrapped in honey and sauce. The aroma emitted by the beggar's chicken makes up for the lack of taste. When the crispy and soft chicken just touches the tip of the tongue, you can feel the pure freshness of the chicken, which makes people reluctant to swallow it.

The fragrance of lotus leaves is not strong, but this light and refreshing fragrance can stimulate people's appetite, making people unable to stop and salivate.

Looking at Bruno who was enjoying his meal, Shabi's Adam's apple couldn't help but roll. It really was... so delicious...

It turns out...it wasn't the Earl who had a problem with me, but the chef who prepared the food!

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Although Shabi wanted to eat it, he swallowed his saliva and held back when he saw Bruno eating happily...

How could he snatch food from his own lord the Earl? Bruno couldn't bear it, so he tore off a chicken leg for Shabi, as a reward for Shabi's diligent cleaning of shit.

After all, in Bruno's view, giving his subordinates some small favors from time to time is also a way to win their hearts.

"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"

Shabi thanked him repeatedly and took it carefully with his hands. This is called flower chicken, and it smells really good...

With great anticipation, he put the greasy chicken leg into his mouth. Suddenly, the delicate and delicious taste of the chicken and the elegant fragrance of the lotus leaf bloomed in his mouth. What a delicious dish! This is much more delicious than the black pudding that his master gave him in the past! Shabi ate it so fast that he swallowed the bones of the chicken leg without even breaking them. This is the feeling of happiness...

"master……"

After Shabi swallowed the last piece of chicken, he finally asked, "My Lord, I wonder how we should distribute the insecticide after it is made?"

"First, distribute it for free to the serfs who farm for us. After all, most of the harvest from the fields they farm belongs to me."

"As for other civilians... we don't need to charge too much. We can just charge five copper coins from each civilian household that owns land every quarter. However, if the number of land owned exceeds a certain range, we will charge the civilians additional fees. As for the specific amount and implementation details, you should think about it carefully, and then write a document for me to review another day." Bruno thought for a moment, then said.

"As you command, my Lord."

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The author's talent for naming is almost zero, so...

Question: What is a better name for the sea east of Idar Territory?

Second update.

(End of this chapter)