The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 19 Miss Snail
The teaching effect was quite good.

The little witches, who were previously at a loss when faced with a room full of ingredients, are now starting to get a better idea of ​​how to cook steak and vegetable salad.

Regardless of how well they managed to make them on their own later, at least by the time Moran and Ais finished teaching, each little witch could explain the cooking process of these two dishes in great detail.

It's already a theoretical giant.

The rest is up to them to figure out when they get back.

Even Moran and Ais could only demonstrate and answer people's questions; they couldn't actually go to each little witch's kitchen and teach them how to cook the dishes step by step.

But for now, it's enough.

The little witches, carrying steaks, vegetables, and sauces, confidently went home to cook dinner.

Moran was about to call Sylph when she saw her standing outside the ingredient distribution area, staring blankly at the distant farmland: "Sylph?"

“Moran, you should go back first!” Sylph said. “I want to go see Beryl.”

She wanted to tell Bi'er that it didn't matter if she didn't want to sign the contract; she would still tell her stories whenever she had free time.

Seeing her serious expression, and considering that it was still early, Moran nodded.

Sylph's love for fairies far surpasses hers, so it's normal that she hasn't given up yet.

Moran left first, carrying the basket.

She carried a heavy basket of groceries, stopping to rest as she went, and it took her twice as long to get to her dormitory.

Upon entering the courtyard, one can see a few remaining water stains on the path worn by footsteps.

It was morning when she went to fetch water.

The demiplane where the Witch Academy is located has a pleasant climate, but this afternoon was also a sunny day.

The water from this morning shouldn't still be wet by now.

Moran had an idea. She put the vegetable basket down at the dormitory entrance and followed the water stains to the water tower in the backyard.

When I climbed up, I found that the water tower, which I had worked so hard to fill for half a day, was already full.

Surely it wasn't some kind-hearted senior who helped her because she was too tired from carrying water?

After all, back in the morning, the senior students were all leisurely chatting and watching the show!

The first-grade students all went to the food distribution point this afternoon, either early or late, and they all learned to cook from her and Ais, except for one little witch.

Moran went outside to Sylph's dormitory and saw the remaining water stains.

The case is solved: "Only she has that ability—Miss Vasita the Snail!"

Despite refusing Vasida's help that morning, she still managed to fill the water tower for them while they were out.

If it weren't for the remaining water stains betraying her, she would probably still be wondering in a few days how the water in the half-water tower hadn't decreased much after so long!

Moran looked at the tightly closed dormitory room number 70 and smiled helplessly.

Well, she was the only one who didn't go to the food distribution point today.

If she remembered correctly, Vasita was also not good at cooking.

Having such a large stomach makes it quite convenient to just stuff food into it.

But you can't always solve the problem by eating breadfruit.

The sensory pleasure of food is secondary; in terms of simply filling her stomach, Vasita's need for cooking is greater than that of any other little witch.

After all, there won't be such a large grove of breadfruit trees for her to pick after graduation.

Other little witches can earn money to buy food even if they can't cook, but Vasita's appetite is so big that buying food would probably bankrupt her.

Anyway, she had to cook dinner.

Moran walked to the door of dormitory number 70. There was no point in knocking in this dilapidated courtyard; she simply called out, "Vashida!"

"Hey!"

A short while later, Vasita came out carrying a breadfruit, and as she went out, she stuffed the breadfruit into her stomach.

Seeing this, Moran asked, "Are you hungry again?"

"No, no! I just felt like my stomach could hold more food, and since I was bored anyway, I went and picked some breadfruit again," Vasita said with a smile.

Moran was relieved. If eating so many breadfruits last night only sustained her for one day, then the side effects of her consuming stomach would be too great.

"You've come back from getting the ingredients. How's the situation over there?" Vasita asked curiously.

"Not bad, the ingredients are quite plentiful," Moran said. "Just now, Ais and I taught everyone two simple dishes in the small kitchen at the ingredient distribution point, except for you."

I'm making dinner right now. Would you like to come over and take a look, learn how to cook, and try my skills?

Even if breadfruit is very filling, you can't just eat one type, right?

She did not draw water from the water tower.

It's enough to keep it in mind; saying it now makes it seem like I'm eager to repay the favor.

"Okay, okay!" Vasita happily followed Moran back.

She was also worried about this. She took a walk in the breadfruit grove in the afternoon, and there was definitely enough breadfruit for her.

But being able to awaken a talent like the ability to devour the stomach means one naturally won't be indifferent to delicious food.

Her mouth felt tasteless; she had just wanted to nibble on some breadfruit again and taste its sour flavor.

Moran first taught her to recognize the ingredients.

Then we prepared the ingredients together.

However, it was different from the light meal class in the afternoon.

Moran thinks that egg fried rice, which is plentiful, delicious, not greasy, and quick and easy to make, is also very suitable for Vasida.

But you just need to learn how to steam rice first, which isn't difficult.

Once you learn it, you can put it to good use; if you're extremely hungry, you can quickly fill up by eating rice directly.

She then added fried rice to the steak and vegetable salad.

Moran increased the quantity and used all the usable ingredients she brought back. In addition to demonstrating, she also let Vasida try it herself.

The teaching was even more detailed than in the afternoon small class.

Vasita has a very good comprehension ability; she can learn almost anything in no time, even better than the little witch in the afternoon.

This lessened Moran's worries about Vasita: "Your cooking talent must be quite good. Once you learn cooking magic, filling your stomach shouldn't be a problem."

It's not easy to cook for a super big eater with your own hands, but cooking with magic is just a matter of waving a wand. As long as you have enough magic power, cooking hundreds of meals by yourself is no problem.

"Really?" Vasita was overjoyed.

“Of course!” Moran said confidently. “You’ll know once you try the portions you made yourself.”

"Mmm!" Vasita secretly swallowed, it smelled so good!
A bowl of vegetable salad, a large plate of grilled steak piled high, and a bowl of fried rice.

Three dishes were enough to fill the table completely.

Today, Vasita ate much more politely and slowly than last night.

She was even a little too refined; Moran took two bites, and she only took one.

Moran began to doubt her own cooking skills: "What? Not to your liking?"

(End of this chapter)