◎Will you hold another demon feast?◎
Warren carefully observed the process of Winged Demon Keji cooking, and did not find anything wrong. When the dish was served on the table, he took a bite. It was still delicious, but the taste was similar to before.
Seeing the Demon King frowning, Keji lowered his head in frustration.
"It's delicious," Warren comforted him and rubbed Koji's head. "Did you do this before?"
Since the breeding of fire weasel pigs has become a large-scale business, the meat used for fried potatoes is now uniformly made from fire weasel pork, and the side dish is the dried meat of a monster called coolie. This dried meat has a salty taste and is very suitable for seasoning.
Keji scratched his ears, thought hard, and was a little confused: "It should be?"
He picked up a potato and flew to the front of the rock iron pot, demonstrating his previous operation: first take the dried coolie meat out of the can and pour it into the pot.
Suddenly realizing something, the Winged Demon's tail froze, and the whole demon paused stupidly: "Wait, was that the jar I was holding?"
Now all the chefs were excited.
Many of the recipes they currently practice are the result of incorrect operations, such as the appearance of French fries, which was caused by a chef accidentally dropping the cut potato strips that were intended for stir-fry into the frying pan.
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There were a lot of jars of various kinds on the kitchen table. Keji tried hard to recall and took out a jar of black fruit.
"It should be this jar," he said languidly, his tail hanging down. "I promise not to make this mistake again."
Everyone came over curiously.
"The black fruit is a commodity that the tentacle demons traded with us some time ago. It is said that it grows in the black thorn forest in the westernmost part of the Demon Realm," the familiar chef reported to the Demon King. "This fruit is edible, but it is bitter and astringent, so we cut them into slices and put them in a jar, and plan to study its cooking method when we have time."
Warren nodded.
He watched the chefs slice the black fruit and stir-fry them in a pan. Before long, the flesh of the black fruit had melted into a thin layer of translucent film, which was poured into the plate and had a texture like sticky honey.
Xiliu carefully dipped a little bit of it with the French fries, took a bite, and his eyes lit up: "It tastes delicious."
Suddenly remembering the soy sauce used to enhance the flavor in the potato and meat recipe, Warren clapped his hands happily, "Great, then this will be called soy sauce from now on, and the black fruit will also be renamed soy sauce fruit."
He encouraged the chefs with a few words, gave Yimo Keji a silver coin as a reward, and asked him to copy the Demon King's Palace Chef Rules within three days as a punishment for not cooking seriously.
Keji held the silver coin in his hands lovingly. He didn't even feel sad when he heard that he had to copy the text as punishment. He wagged his tail happily and said, "Great!"
"It's a good time to practice calligraphy," Warren laughed and tapped his head gently, "Do better in the next magic exam."
Keji nodded vigorously.
Just in the kitchen, Warren picked out some recipes from his newly acquired card [Home Cooking Recipes] that he could try making, gave the recipe to the head chef, and under their admiring gazes, he waved his hand calmly and turned to walk out.
"Perhaps we should raise another batch of magma slimes," he tapped the Demon King's crown and communicated with the system in his mind, "Why do so many meals require water? Could the world where this recipe was written be filled with magma slimes?"
[It is not difficult to raise magma slimes.]
The system replied dryly.
[Also, if you want to know, there is plenty of water in that world, unlike here where there is only magma, and even the rain is high-temperature magical rain that cannot be drunk.]
Warren was very surprised that rainwater in the world is drinkable.
He wanted to ask a few more questions, but the system was unwilling to speak anymore. He had to leave his doubts for next time and went back to the stone house, asking the magic soldier to notify the captain of Team 5 to come here for a meeting in the evening.
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"Sul, increase the purchase of black fruit, and ask the tentacle demons where and how the black fruit grows, and whether we can get the seeds of the black fruit saplings. If we can get them, Baro, the farming team will be responsible for the subsequent cultivation."
The Nightmare Demon Sul and the Goblin Barro responded in unison.
After saying this, Arabella took out her account board and began to report on the army's training and hunting in recent days, as well as the situations encountered by each demon soldier team during patrol. They recently had the task of managing the wandering demons to comply with the rules and regulations, and their work was quite busy.
Barlow and other demons also reported the accounting status of their respective teams. Generally speaking, except for the shortage of manpower, the operation was quite good. The labor problem could be alleviated after the training of the wandering demons. Therefore, everyone was in a relaxed mood, and their faces were filled with smiles when talking about their work.
"My king, there is one more thing." After the other demons finished speaking, the Nightmare Demon Sur raised his hand, "Recently, many middle-level demons have been asking, will the Demon Feast of our Demon King's Palace be held normally next year?"
The Demon Feast held every four years is a tradition of the Demon Realm for tens of millions of years, and it is also the way for the Demon King to confirm his absolute dominance in the Demon Realm.
Every time there is a demon feast, demons of medium or higher rank will bring large quantities of prey to the Demon Palace to pay homage to the Demon King. Any demon who dares not to attend will be attacked by the Demon King's army after the feast.
Almost every rebellion war takes place within half a year after the end of the Demon King's Banquet, which is enough to show the importance of this feast.
But the Demon King's Palace today is very different from what it used to be.
On the bright side, the Demon King's Palace has now reached trade cooperation with most of the small and medium-sized demon tribes, and exchanges are frequent. It does not need to consolidate its authority through the Demon King's Banquet, nor does it have the habit of collecting tribute.
On the negative side, since Warren ascended to the throne of Demon King by ambushing the severely injured Blood Wolf Chief, the four major tribes in the Demon Realm currently do not recognize his status as Demon King. Although they have not launched a blatant rebellion, they have never met the Demon King and even threatened several medium-sized demons who depend on them, not allowing them to make friends with the Demon King Palace. In this case, even if the Demon King Palace holds a Demon King banquet, the four major tribes will most likely not be present.
Sur scratched his head, completely at a loss. He could only fool the middle-level demons who came to inquire about the news, and then ask his own king to make the decision.
She was not worried that the refusal of the four tribes in the Demon Realm to participate in the Demon Feast would endanger the rule of the Demon King. In her heart, the King was invincible. If the King was not gentle by nature and cared about the Demon Realm, the four tribes would never be as arrogant as they are now.
But now everyone can see that the four major tribes in the Demon Realm are unwilling to accept the defeat, and the small and medium-sized demon tribes are all discussing when the next rebellion will break out. Sur does not understand whether his king wants to defeat the four major tribes or communicate peacefully, so he naturally does not dare to make a rash decision.
Warren paused for a moment.
He didn't decide immediately. He tapped the Demon King's Crown lightly with his index finger and looked at Sur: "What do you do at previous demon feasts? Do all demons participate?"
Soul tilted his head and recalled for a moment.
As the leader of the Nightmare Clan, she had participated in many demon banquets and had vivid memories of them.
"Basically, the chiefs of each demon tribe come to the Demon King's Palace with a few tribesmen, present their prey and various other treasures to the former Demon King, and then kneel on the ground waiting for the former Demon King to inspect them. If the former Demon King thinks the number of gifts is too small, or the attitude of the demon tribe is not pious, he will kill the chief of that tribe."
Recalling the scene of that year, Sur couldn't help rubbing his arms, trying to dispel the fear that was like a maggot attached to his bones.
"Most demons have to attend the Demon Realm Feast. Only those demons that are very small and too weak don't have to come, because the previous Demon King didn't even remember that these races existed, so he didn't deliberately destroy them."
Sur originally wanted to use the goblins as an example, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was impolite and silently swallowed his words.
Barlow himself added: "We goblins have never participated in the demon feast."
Sur: "After paying tribute to the former demon king, each tribe can gather in the open space in front of the Demon King's Palace and wait for the arrival of other demons. If they arrive early, they may even have to wait for more than ten days. When all the former demons gather, the former demon king will personally kill a powerful prey to show his great strength, and then distribute the meat of this prey to all demons to eat."
The prey that were worthy of being killed personally by the former Demon King were mostly powerful monsters that could cause a landslide just by rolling over in their sleep. They were so huge that even if there were many demons coming to the Demon Realm for the feast, each demon would get enough to get a large piece.
This is why the demons still yearn for the demon feast even though they have to risk their lives, travel long distances, and empty the granaries of their tribe - another reason is that if they dare not go, the former demon king will lead the demon army into their tribe in a few days.
"Finally, there is the worship ceremony for the Demon King's Crown. Every time this happens, the Demon King's Crown will wake up," Sur continued. "For the next six months, no matter who holds it, the Demon King's Crown will be ownerless until six months later, when the Demon King's Crown falls asleep, or the winner of the rebellion war takes the Demon King's Crown and allows it to recognize its master again."
Warren rubbed his chin with his fingers, feeling that this Demon Feast was a bit unworthy of its name: "Is that all? Just calling all the demons over, asking them to kowtow and have a meal, and then sending them all back?"
Suer nodded, thought for a moment, and added: "It's not always like this. Sometimes there are other things. For example, at the last demon feast, the previous demon king killed the young chief of the Blood Wolf Tribe who provoked him."
Lil couldn't help but glance at her.
Li'er, who used to be the steward of the familiar demon, had been serving the former demon king and watched the entire incident involving the young patriarch of the Blood Wolf Clan.
But at that time he was still stupid and didn't understand what happened at all. He only knew that the former Demon King killed another demon.
Now, after being educated by his own king and having worked in the logistics team for so long, when he thought back to that incident, he could sense a lot of strangeness - the death of the young chief of the Blood Wolf Clan was definitely related to Sur.
Warren also knew what was going on. After all, Suer had never thought of hiding this. He lowered his eyes and smiled, not thinking it was a big deal.
At that time, the pottery making skills of the Nightmare Demons were exposed, and both the Blood Wolf Clan and the previous Demon King planned to take the Nightmare Demons as slaves. In other words, they would kill all the old Nightmare Demons and the Nightmare Demons in the hunting team, leaving only those who could make ceramics, and let them make pottery for their own tribe forever. As the leader of the Nightmare Clan, how could Sur not resist?
"Notify all tribes," he said, his eyes solemn, "the Demon Clan Banquet will be held as usual one year from now. All demons who do not participate will be regarded as rebels by me."
The policy of appeasement has been implemented for so long, it is time to deal with those tough guys.
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