Although Ella listened inexplicably on the sidelines, this test was finally over. She had just eaten a small piece of meat and had a strong appetite. Not only did her stomach not feel better, but she became even hungrier. When she heard that the food was about to be served, she stretched her neck like a swan and looked at each entrance to the room in turn.
An alluring aroma of meat wafted over, making Ella's mouth water. I saw a servant dragging over a plate larger than her head, with a big fat golden chicken on it. Just looking at the aroma and color, this is a dish carefully prepared by a famous chef. It is completely different from the simple meals Ella ate on the ship.
Ella has not seen such delicious food in months, let alone eating it. If she hadn't vaguely remembered that she was a guest in Aztlan, she could have pounced on that fat chicken!
But the fat chicken was not placed on Ella's table, but on Amy's table. Ella thought it was released nearby, but she waited and waited, but no second fat chicken came. After looking around at the people at the table, I found that everyone, including Ousalmat, had their eyes closed and their heads lowered, as if they were praying devoutly. Obviously this was not a mistake in the servant's work.
After smelling the scent, Ella felt even hungrier. But she guessed that this was also some of Aztlan's customs, such as letting people with lower status eat first and so on, so it was hard for her to ask questions.
——"Catch it directly with your hands?"
Ella heard Amy's voice. When he turned around, he saw that the Aztlan nobles at that table were already tearing the chicken apart with their hands.
"This is a chicken, of course you can catch it with your hands?" the Aztlan nobleman on the side replied without thinking, "You can't scoop it with a spoon, right?"
"I see that this chicken is different from the ones we have over there." Amy said curiously, "It looks three or four times bigger than the ones over there. How do you raise them?"
"And there is such a small chicken? Our turkeys are all this size. If it can be three or four times smaller, will common people be able to eat it?" The Aztlan noble pointed to the chicken and introduced it. He said, "The price of a turkey now is enough to buy a slave."
"Is it so expensive? Even if the price becomes a quarter, ordinary people can't afford it, right?"
"Is that so?" The noble raised his hands, "I don't know that."
"Amy, what are you lingering over there? Eat the meat as quickly as possible and finish it as soon as possible!!! I don't want to see this chicken again!!!"
Ella was so greedy that she couldn't eat it, so she had no choice but to gesture angrily towards Amy, but Amy was focused on the turkey on the table and didn't notice Ella's movements at all. After continuing to chat and laugh with the Aztlan for a while, she slowly tore off a piece of meat from the chicken and stuffed it into her mouth.
"Hmm..." Amy didn't seem very satisfied, "This chicken is a bit sticky and not very chewy."
"Although it's not chewy, this turkey is my favorite meat." A samurai on the table laughed and pointed to several small plates next to the turkey, "Don't eat it dry, try dipping it in some seasoning." try."
"Is this spice?" Amy looked up and saw a plate of blood-red powder in the small plate. The color made her a little intimidated and she didn't dare to dip it more. She just tentatively put the remaining chicken on her hand onto the plate. But before she could put it in her mouth, a pungent and rich smell penetrated her nose. She couldn't help but choked a few times, and water dripped from the corners of her eyes.
"What is this?" She covered her mouth and coughed violently. "Just smelling it makes my throat itchy."
The Aztlan man at the table burst into laughter.
"This is chili, the food of the brave. Your magic is fire, and we thought you would like this." The Aztlan noble on the side smiled and said, "How about we get you some honey to dip it in?"
"No...although my throat is a little itchy, the smell is pretty good."
Amy wiped the tears from her eyes and stuffed the piece of chicken dipped in chili into her mouth. At that moment, she felt a numbness in her mouth, and the burning pain made her feel like she could spit fire out of her mouth.
"Ha...it feels like my mouth is on fire! But it's so spicy!" Amy punched the table, "One more...one more piece!"
The Aztlan people cheered.
"Good job! I know there are no cowards who use fire magic!" An Aztlan warrior helped Amy tear off a large piece of chicken leg, put it in chili powder and wrapped it fully, "Here, add it again Eat this!"
This time Amy didn't hesitate at all, took the chicken drumstick and stuffed it into her mouth. After eating a piece of chicken, she breathed happily towards the sky: "This is the first time I have tasted such delicious spices! With this powder, I feel like thirty chickens can eat it!"
The scent of chili also reached Ella's nose at the next table, and the rich aroma made Ella's saliva almost flow into the basin. But there was still no food on her table. Smelling it but not eating it made her feel as if she was being tortured.
"Where's our food?" She finally couldn't help but ask.
"Don't worry, the festival is approaching. The food of our priests is very different from that of the samurai." Osomarit said, "Wait a moment, it will be here soon."
"This is also a test of our will." The old priest added at the side, "Only when the hardships are over can we be happy."
The words "Everything comes with a blessing" restored Ella's spirits a little. This sentence seems to mean that their table will have better dishes. But Ella felt like she would starve to death before the food came. In order to successfully hold on until "Gan Lai", she could only pinch her nose, close her eyes, and stay out of sight. However, the nose and eyes could hide it, but the stomach could not, especially after smelling the alluring fragrance, it gurgled even more sadly.
"No, you have to have a calm mind, a calm mind..."
Just when Ella was working hard to hone her will like an ascetic, there was another noise at Amy's table:
"Miss Amy! Come and try this drink!!"
"In Aztlan, only men can drink this! But Miss Amy, I think you are qualified!"
"Come on, come on, I'll fill it up for you!"
A bunch of Aztlan nobles surrounded Amy, some patted her on the shoulder, and some gave her a thumbs up. They obviously regarded her as their companion. A samurai grabbed two dark drinks and placed them in front of her with a bang.
"The aroma is so rich!" Amy's surprised voice rang out from the crowd, "What kind of drink is this?"
"Hot chocolate! With chili pepper in it!" sang an Aztlan warrior, "Oh, a delicious, luxurious and noble drink! Thank Quetzalcoatl for sharing it with us humans! It even got shunned by the gods for it! "
"The cocoa beans used to grind chocolate can be traded for any item in Aztlan's market! The prices of all items are measured based on cocoa beans!" An Aztlan noble patted Amy with a smile. on his shoulder, "This drink you have is all money!"
(End of chapter)
