Otherworld Starts With All Cooking Skills

Chapter 379 Ginger Tea

“Dorn, maybe we should return this pot to the old woman outside the door?”

Seeing Dorne’s slightly solemn expression, Vivian held the frying pan and waited for a while before speaking like this.

“Yeah. Let’s get out first.” Dorn nodded.

There are not many valuable things left in the house.

And the Qima Snow Mountain not far from Laika Village, except for the opening point of the [Concerto Forest], seems to hide a lot of secrets.

It is necessary for the concerto to inquire from the locals to see if there are any legends and anecdotes about the snow-capped mountain.

The old woman at the door is a very good subject.

And this frying pan that has been washed clean is the beginning of the friendship between Dorn and the old woman!

Dorn and Vivian walked out of the room.

They saw that the old woman who was standing by the door waiting, did not know when she had retreated into the snow outside.

“I just looked inside the door, and it seemed to see something terrible…a human-shaped…human-shaped…”

The old woman’s voice trembled a little.

It seems that when she was outside the door just now, she caught a glimpse of the petrified body of the man in the room.

“The man from the outside town you mentioned is dead.” Donn didn’t evade anything, so he said directly.

“Dead? How could it…” The old woman trembled.

At this time, the fairy Miss next to him also spoke, and handed out the frying pan in his hand: “Then old lady, this should be your pot.”

“Mine? No, it’s impossible. My pan is black. This pan…wait a minute, this pan looks a bit familiar.” The old woman stared at the frying pan and looked right and left, and finally realized.” Did that man clean my pot?”

“I’m afraid that’s the case. The man used the soot from your pot, mixed with snow water and the like, and left such a note.” Dorn unfolded the rough note found in the wooden house.

This seems to be a natural way for the local old lady to start the topic of Qima Snow Mountain.

“But I can’t read.” The old woman glanced at the paper, only shook her head.

“What he wrote is—his left hand is covered with rocks and seems to be dying; the snow mountain of Qima; the graveyard of Earl Wenfeng; the secret of immortality; the guard of the boulder.”

Dorn gave a general description of the content on the paper, and also deliberately emphasized [Qima Snow Mountain].

“That man from a foreign country seems to have gone to the earl’s cemetery on the snow mountain to become that terrible. Old lady, is there really such a terrible place in that snow mountain?” Vivian added.

“Is it on the snow-capped mountain? There seems to be a lot of stories about that snow-capped mountain. If you want to hear it, you can come and sit at the old lady’s house. I don’t think this is a suitable place to talk.”

The old woman first thought about it seriously, and then glanced at the house where the wooden door was broken, obviously a little scared.

Dorn and Vivian looked at each other and nodded to each other.

In terms of their strength, there is no need to be afraid to visit a village woman’s home.

Seeing Own’s invitation accepted by the outstanding young couple in front of her, the old woman seemed quite happy. She turned around and led the way, but after not taking two steps, she turned around and said:

“Oh, by the way, before going to my house, let’s find Old Fanden first.”

“Who is Old Fanden?”

“The experienced old hunter in our village, I have to tell him what happened here.”

…

On the way, Dorn and Vivian learned that the old woman’s name was Ellen.

Under the leadership of Ellen’s mother-in-law, they knocked on the door of the old hunter Vanden in the village.

The door was quickly opened.

The hunter who opened the door had white hair and beard, but he was quite energetic, his eyes were piercing, and he treated Dorn and Vivian, the two outsiders, with a friendly attitude.

Granny Ailian briefly explained the situation of the petrified foreigner.

“That outsider went to the tomb on the snow-capped mountain?” After listening, Lao Fanden’s face became heavy, “I’m missing, everyone. I have to go to the lads in the village and deal with the petrified corpse of the outsider.”

The old hunter left such a sentence, put on a coat directly, and went out in the wind and snow.

“It seems that the locals in Laika Village know a lot about Snow Mountain. That old Fanden is probably not the first time he has dealt with petrified corpses.”

Dorn thought so in his heart, but didn’t say anything.

After that, Dorn and his entourage went to Ellen’s mother-in-law’s house.

Granny Ai Lian lived alone. Her husband died very early and she had no children under her knees. So she lived alone in a small low house with bumps on all sides of the house.

Perhaps this is why she invited Dorn and Vivienne to her home as guests.

Being able to talk to people should be a very pleasant thing for an elderly person like her.

After returning home, Granny Ellen first asked Dorn and the others to sit down, then lighted some charcoal for warmth, and used an old but clean earthenware teapot to heat the tea on a small table in the house for a while.

The tea was poured out, steaming, with a clear golden color and a familiar smell.

“This tea…” Dorn looked at the tea.

Ginger tea.

This is a jar of ginger tea.

Because of the existence of [Intuitive Ingredients], Don can be sure that there is nothing wrong with this ginger tea itself.

However, in the land of miracles, although ginger is a relatively common crop and very cheap, he rarely sees this native of Otherworld making tea with ginger.

Even if ginger tea is indeed a good remedy for warming up the body in winter.

“This is ginger tea. Dolores Miss taught us to make it with shredded ginger. The taste may not be particularly good, but it will be warm after drinking. People in our village will drink it in winter.” Ai Granny Lian said so.

“Dolores Miss?” Dorn asked.

Although he came to Granny Ailian’s house, the main purpose was to inquire about the information of Qima Snow Mountain. But when chatting, you still have to catch the other person’s topic as much as possible, so that the communication is natural.

If you bluntly switch the topic to the snow-capped mountains at this time, it may make the other party think that you have no plans, which is not conducive to obtaining more information in the future.

In the chat, Donn understands it anyway.

After asking this sympathetic question, Dorn calmly took a sip of the bowl of ginger tea in front of him, and at the same time winked at Vivian, indicating that she could drink the tea.

After a sip of ginger tea, the warm feeling accompanied by the hot soup and tea flowed from the mouth to the abdominal cavity.

Speaking of this Dolores Miss, Ellen’s mother-in-law’s interest immediately rose, and her speech was mixed with obvious gratitude:

“Well, Dolores Miss is a doctor near here. She lives in the town, but she often sees the rough people in our villages. She is a kind and good Miss, a good doctor.”

“When there was an epidemic in the village before, oh, the old bachelor Hudson died in that epidemic. At that time, I also contracted the disease. I thought I would not live for a few days…”

“But later, Dolores Miss rushed to the village, saw a doctor for us, and gave us medicine. She also organized the young people in the village who were not infected to kill the mice.”

“If it weren’t for her, our village might not be there anymore.”

While talking, Granny Ai Lian also took the ginger soup from her bowl with a spoon.

Wait until the spoon is put back in the bowl.

Kang Dang——

The bowls and spoons collided, making a crisp but unpleasant sound.