Chapter 22
Editor: Stomatopoda, Nets,
When Cheol-ho returned to the restaurant and opened the door, he felt some sort of strange aura .
Cheol-ho tilted his head curiously . It didn’t feel ominous at all, but rather friendly and cozy .
Who could it be?
When Cheol-ho stepped through the door , he faced a woman he had never seen before .
“Well…”
Cheol-ho carefully placed his groceries on the floor and looked at her with his arms crossed .
She had the appearance of an adult woman . But although she looked human, she was certainly not human .
For one, there were wings on her back . From afar she would look like a bipedal dragonfly .
She was also about one meter tall .
The woman glanced at Cheol-ho, flapping her wings, and nodded to him politely .
“Oh, Cheol-ho! Are you back?!” shouted Khan, as he walked into the dining room .
“What happened?” replied Cheol-ho .
“Oh, uhm . ”
Khan was in a state of great excitement, and couldn’t help but shout in a very loud voice .
“Tangerine turned out to be a Spirit Class master!”
Her spirit was the Spirit of Water .
“My mother was a blue dragon . During the exchange between Waterland, where the Blue Dragon clan lives, and Dragon Mountain, the home of the Red Dragon clan…”
“I see . ”
The society of dragons wasn’t very different from that of humans . Except for the matter that they were very powerful, lived longer, and thought differently .
Anyway, this revealed the identity of Tangerine .
Tangerine was a Blue Dragon, and they were masters of the Water Spirit of water class .
Tangerine smiled at the spirit she had evoked . She stretched out her hand, the Spirit lifting her up .
“Mama!”
“Tangerine, that’s not your mother . ”
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“Mamama!”
“It’s really not your mother . ”
Tangerine played with the spirit for a long time . Khan shook his head, and asked “That’s a senior spirit, isn’t it?”
“Yes . ”
It was currently in its non-combat mode . The power of the higher spirits in combat mode was formidable . Spirits were divided into lower, middle, and upper classes, and above them all was the King of Spirits . He had never seen a summoned King of the Spirits before .
Among them, the upper spirits were intelligent creatures with human-like intellect . This meant communication was possible, and they could even be given instructions to carry out autonomously .
Spirits were a myriad of differing creatures summoned from the multidimensional spiritual world, collectively referred to with the simplified term ‘spirits’ .
So, a Spirit of Water was called an ‘Undine’, and a Spirit of Fire was called a ‘Salamander’ .
A spirit dimension meant that there were at least four dimensions .
Earth’s dimension, the Esfan Continent dimension, the demon land, and the spirit world .
“Hmm . ”
And…
A gap between dimensions was opened, connecting two of them…?
Cheol-ho shook his head after thinking for a long time .
By the way, Tangerine was quite good .
Spirits? She had certainly mastered something useful .
Spirits were convenient .
All of their attributes were useful and applicable in everyday life .
“Did you teach her how to clean?” Cheol-ho suddenly asked .
Khan grinned and gestured for him to look at the floor .
The floor was polished clean enough to show his reflection .
“Hmm?”
Suddenly, Tangerine quietened down . When Cheol-ho turned to her, she was drawing on the floor with crayons again .
She looked excited .
The senior water spirit hovering in front of Tangerine was playing with her fingers, pointing at the picture as she drew .
When she finished drawing, the spirit moved its hand and wiped it away neatly .
Cheol-ho smiled and muttered, ” As expected, having a spirit is efficient . ”
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It was good .
Now that she had awakened to her ability, he decided ,
Why don’t they have a party?
The oil-filled pot heated up quietly .
Cheol-ho picked through the materials on the cutting board one by one .
The meat he had went grocery shopping today for was chicken .
Recently, he bought chicken and made chicken soup . That time, it was boiled chicken he had made . This time, he was going to make fried chicken .
Yeah .
It was chicken . The food that tangerine drew exactly 34 times was chicken .
“Chicken… chicken is good . ”
Thirty years ago, there was high demand for chicken in the country .
All kinds of chicken seemed to have become popular… seasoned chicken, soy sauce chicken and so on . There were 100 ways chicken could be made with various combinations .
But among them, Cheol-ho’s favorite was the simplest, most basic, fried chicken .
In fact, chicken was a great food . Chicken was delicious when grilled, steamed, fried, and roasted . Chicken could be substituted with monster meat, but Cheol-ho preferred chicken for its appearance .
Cheol-ho believed chicken dishes had more impact because of their appearance .
Anyway .
He preferred fried chicken because it was the base of many other kinds of chicken dishes .
Ramen and chicken were similar in that sense . Should he say that it’s because of true love? That was Cheol-ho’s theory .
First of all, the chicken had to be washed well .
Then, sprinkle salt, pepper, and other seasonings on the skin and wait for them to be absorbed . It would take 30 minutes to an hour .
Cheol-ho waited patiently .
“Tangerine! Get lost! Don’t eat that!!”
Far away in the bathroom came the sound of Khan desperately trying to stop Tangerine from eating the soap . Cheol-ho chuckled .
It was already past the time needed for the chicken to be done .
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He soaked the frying powder in a bowl of milk . Then he would add milk to the batter until the batter was thick enough to be able to knead well .
The batter held the little pieces of chicken together .
If you drop a little bit of the dough in the oil, you could roughly tell the temperature of the oil .
If the dough rose upwards, then the oil was very hot .
Cheol-ho carefully placed each chicken piece into the oil .
sizzle!~
The dough touching the pot surface began to fry . Cheol-ho liked the sound of the oil splashing very much .
Then you turn over the chicken pieces in the oil, and wait again .
Come to think of it, he hadn’t had chicken in a long time .
Cheol-ho’s recipe was in fact very simple and short . There was nothing luxurious about it, and it wasn’t time consuming .
It was all because there was plenty of time to cook it and eat it . The method was a breeze .
In a blood-shedding battlefield, a meal was just fuel for survival .
But Cheo-ho had wanted to eat something delicious, so he tried different methods to change and enhance the flavour .
Fries were a luxury here .
In the past, oil was scarce and fried foods were rare because they took a long time to cook .
He had heard fries were delicious . It was sad to think about now, because he never had time to taste them .
“Fries . ”
Cheol-ho laughed, looking down at the pot .
The fried chicken in the pot was slowly cooking, coming along very nicely .
sizzle! pop!~
Now, to pull the chicken out .
The chicken was very crispy, coated in a yellowish batter .
The fried chicken looked so delicious, Cheol-ho unwittingly picked up a chicken wing .
The wings were the most delicious parts . In particular, it was fun to eat the meat between the thin bones, and then chew on cartilage .
Well, maybe not .
Legs were better than wings, weren’t they?
Weren’t the legs the best part of the chicken? You grab a big chicken thigh, and you munch on the broad top…
Hold on, hold on .
Hmmm .
Cheol-ho thought more seriously than ever . Then suddenly, he felt two eyes staring at him . He turned his head .
“Hehe . ”
Tangerine was staring at Cheol-ho with her eyes wide open . She looked very surprised .
“Meniwu!”
“Today’s menu?”
“Meniwu!”
She had said all the words she knew .
Cheol-ho shook his head and extended a piece of chicken to Tangerine .
“Let’s eat it later . All right?”
Tangerine grabbed a chicken stick without answering, and gobbled it up .
“…”
She didn’t respond at all . Cheol-ho turned around .
“…you . ”
The little dragon had tears in her eyes .
“Well, is it that delicious?”
Tangerine nodded vigorously . She was so cute, Cheol-ho had to bite his lip to stay quiet . He reached out and patted her cheeks .
“Wait for just a little while longer . ”
And so the chicken was finally finished .
Cheol-ho pressed paper into a large basket, and stacked a pile of fried chicken on top of it . The chicken piled up like a mountain . Cheol-ho felt a glow of pride at the sight of it .
“Khan,” Cheol-ho asked, looking at Khan’s dazed and bewitched expression .
“Huh?”
“In our world, when eating chicken together , there’s a way to learn the nature of the other person . It reveals who they really are . ”
“Hmm?” Khan asked in confusion . “Is there really such a way? Is it magic?”
“No . ”
“Come on, Khan . Which part will you eat first?” Cheol-ho asked, with his arms crossed .