Let go of that monster girl!

"Where did it come from?"

"Sweet radish collar".

Molen took a map that was already covered in markings out of his pocket, spread it out on the ground, and handed him the charcoal pencil.

“Mark the place you came from, and then tell me about everything that has happened recently.”

Chapter 153 The Cunning Mouse Girl and the Slippery Flower Cake

It hasn't snowed in Sweet Radish Country lately.

The harvested wheat fields were empty, and the sunlight shone on the ground, bringing the last warmth before winter.

Along the edge of the field, straw is neatly bundled together, forming a golden wall.

This year is another bumper harvest. Several pigeons landed in the field, pawing at the remaining grains of rice in the soil. Not to be outdone, the crows nearby landed on the scarecrow's little shoulder.

The warm winter sun shone down on the round mouse ears and tattered little skirt of the scarecrow at the village entrance.

The pigeons and crows carried their food and flew towards the cold winter sun.

A makeshift wooden platform was erected in the open space at the village entrance. The female knight, fully armed, stood on the platform, looking down with a serious expression, and unfolded a scroll of parchment in her hand.

"The assassination attempt on the Countess by the rebel guerrillas has failed, and all those involved have been executed!"

"Upon investigation, it has been found that this village is suspected of harboring its accomplices. Effective immediately, the village's autonomy is hereby revoked, the village's collective pasture is confiscated, and a fine is imposed!"

Below the platform, many rat-woman farmers were surrounded by horse-woman soldiers, shoulder to shoulder, trembling, their eyes wide open, huddled together.

"Sir, we really didn't protect their accomplices, we really didn't."

"Taxes have increased a lot this year, and with fines on top of that, how are we going to get through the winter?"

The horse girl knight glanced down at the string of rat girls below the stage, her eyes devoid of any sympathy.

"You should all have been executed, but now your fines will be donated to the state church to build a new church to atone for your sins. Aren't you grateful for the Countess's mercy?"

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for your kindness..."

The horse-woman knight put away the parchment scroll, waved to the soldiers behind her, and the horse-woman soldiers immediately dispersed, kicking open doors from house to house to begin their search.

The rat girls were surrounded by the remaining soldiers and unable to move, forced to watch helplessly as the horse girls ransacked their homes.

They looked at the horse girl knights, then at the horse girl soldiers around them, and lowered their heads.

Before long, the soldiers from Ma Niang carried out bags and food from their homes and threw them in the center of the square. The pile of things was not much, and the items spread out on the ground looked particularly shabby.

"My lord, although this year's harvest is good, the taxes have also increased a lot. All that's left is this much, really all that's left."

The horse-woman knight glanced down at the pile of things and snorted coldly.

"Don't I know you guys? You stinking rats, all you do is play tricks! Pry open the floorboards, smash all the jars, and find everything you've hidden!"

The rat women huddled together, while the horse women soldiers ransacked the houses, the sounds of breaking pottery and wooden planks echoing throughout the village.

"Sir Knight, we did indeed find hidden sacks of grain under the floorboards!"

"Sir, without this grain, our village will definitely not survive the winter. Please, sir, have a kind heart and leave some, even just a little bit!"

The mouse village chief screamed in an exaggeratedly loud voice, but the horse knight didn't listen carefully.

Bags of grain were loaded onto horse-drawn carts, and the female soldiers escorted the carts as they slowly drove out of the village.

The rat girl, left at the village entrance, huddled against the wall, looking extremely sad, watching the carriage go further and further away until it disappeared at the end of the road.

The horse-woman soldier leaned closer to the knight, lowered her voice, and asked:

Did they really harbor those rebels?

The horse-woman knight sneered.

"Hmph, how could that be? They're as cowardly as rats."

"Then we should..."

"It's just the Duchess's excuse. Now that there's going to be a war, what we're short of is food. Only a stupid person like Rat Girl would believe that it's for repairing the church."

The sound of the carriage wheels gradually faded into the distance, disappearing at the edge of the fields.

Only after confirming that the horse women had gone far away did the mouse women slowly straighten up, look at each other, and the mouse village chief wiped away the tears she had managed to squeeze out.

"We finally managed to fool them..."

"My closet, my floor, boohoo."

"Will they really go and repair the church?"

"You're as stupid as a horse."

The mouse girls picked up their little shovels and went to the house that had been ransacked. Right under the floorboards where the hidden food had been discovered, they started digging with their little shovels.

If someone were to observe closely, they would notice that the floor of this house is slightly higher than the other mouse houses.

After digging only a few shovelfuls, the shovel head hit something hard.

The grain sacks were merely a second layer of disguise; underneath, a hidden cellar door was concealed.

The hidden door was pulled open, revealing large sacks of winter provisions stacked inside the dark cave. Beside the sacks, several figures of varying heights stood in the darkness, the guerrillas' cats and mice holding weapons and staring intently at the hidden door above.

"It's safe now, they've all gone far away."

Mice can be cunning too.

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It's been snowing a lot at Aishan Market lately.

Fine snowflakes drifted down, landing on the stall roofs, on the stone path, and on the round ears of the mouse girls.

Several mouse girls chased each other through the snow, their footsteps making a crunching sound.

This is the first time Morren has spent the harvest festival outside of the Hills Market. There are many things to celebrate this year, and the harvest should be one of them.

The ingredients at the Dwarf Mountain Market are more complete than those inside Dwarf Mountain, but most of the new rat and beast girls don't know much about the rules related to the Harvest Festival.

So Moren decided that for the first harvest festival at the Dwarf Mountain Market this year, he would make a special little rat girl item:

Molten flower cake.

Aishan Market, Technical School Canteen.

Hearing that there was something delicious to eat, the cafeteria was filled with animal girls, both inside and out.

Molen reminisced about the taste of the lava flower cake from his memory and told the mouse girls about it:

Do you know what lava flower cake is?

"The soft and glutinous dough is filled with a little sweet honey. When you bite into it, it's full of molten filling and chewy, just like the glutinous mouse."

The surrounding mouse girls pricked up their ears and listened intently, as if they had already tasted the sweet flower cake, secretly swallowing their saliva.

"Your Excellency, how do we make the flower cake?"

"Good question, I don't know."

Molen was very frank.

"squeak…"

The mice pouted their little mouths.

Molen really didn't know how to make this little thing.

Flower cakes are popular in some parts of the Mouse Girl Kingdom, but like most delicacies, they are quite regional. The best nectar for making flower cakes comes only from the cold North.

The esteemed Baron of Dwarf Mountain was clearly not known for his culinary skills; he had only tasted the flower cake once.

If the cook were here, she would definitely have a solution, but she is clearly not here.

Glutinous rice flour and various flours were piled on the ground, and almost all the honey in the market was displayed on the table. Molen reached out and picked up a spoon, easily pulling out long, golden, and sweet strands.

The mouse girls surrounded the nectar, staring intently, as if afraid the sweet nectar would grow wings and fly away; their mouths were practically watering.

"It smells so good!"

"How about we just eat it?"

"Yes, yes, just eat it!"

Just then, Fox Seventeen's yellow-haired female fox companion squeezed through from the side, wagging her bushy golden tail, a calm smile on her face, and confidently stated:

"I will do it!"

The rat girls all turned their heads in unison, while the yellow-haired fox girl calmly tied on her apron.

"Being able to do a little bit of everything makes life a little easier."

Without further ado, the fox made its move.

The snake-woman merchant from the East brought glutinous rice for making desserts. Since there was no rice flour, starch was used instead, along with a little ground sugar cubes.

A little water was added to the ingredients, and the blond guy stirred them vigorously, while the mouse girls huddled together and discussed it quietly.

"Should we add the nectar later and then steam it?"

"I think so. I've heard that it must be soft after steaming."

"But then there won't be any molten filling, will there?"

The yellow-haired fox girl ignored them and smoothly poured all the glutinous rice and starch into the pot, added water, and started cooking, which surprised the rat girls.

Although the cooking method was unexpected, the pot soon filled with a fragrant aroma as the ingredients were cooked into a thick glutinous rice porridge, bubbling adorably.

The sweet aroma gradually wafted through the air, attracting the beast girls outside the cafeteria to crowd their heads toward the windows.

The yellow-haired fox-woman assistant pulled some fuel from the stove, turned it to a low flame, and picked up a wooden spatula to stir it vigorously.

The porridge grew thicker and thicker, eventually solidifying into a large lump of glutinous rice, which she poured entirely onto a wooden board covered with a cloth.

The mouse girls looked at each other, staring at each other blankly.

"Where's the nectar?"

"Has the nectar already been secretly cooked in?"

"It doesn't seem to make a sound."

The yellow-haired fox girl remained calm. Under the watchful eyes of the rats, she picked up a piece of glutinous rice, placed it on a cloth, scooped a spoonful of honey into the middle, and then, like making a bun, pinched the glutinous rice ball together, sealed it, and flattened it.

A round, plump ball of nectar appeared on the wooden board.

With nimble fingers, she pinched and shaped a bunch of round, plump dumplings onto the wooden board. Sprinkled with a little glutinous rice flour, the dumplings became slightly translucent after being cooled by the snowy wind.

The yellow-haired fox-woman wiped the flour off her face with the back of her hand, put her hands on her hips, looked at the row of dumplings with satisfaction, picked one up, and handed it to Moren.

"Your Excellency, would you like to try my cooking?"

Molen took it and took a bite.

The outer skin is soft and chewy with a refreshing taste. The nectar inside flows out through the opening, emitting a sweet aroma. The taste is indeed quite good.

It's just that something feels off.

Molen ate a few more bites and thought for a while.

hiss.

Wait a minute.

He Huagao, isn't this Fox Dafu?

If the inventor of the flower cake saw such heretical methods of making it, she would surely be dragged out and beheaded.

The surrounding mouse girls had each taken one, their little mouths covered in nectar.

"Delicious!"

"Is this how you make flower cakes?"

"Maybe."

"No, although it tastes delicious, I remember the flower cakes I've had before didn't taste like this."

As soon as she finished speaking, a mouse girl next to her rolled up her sleeves, quickly mixed some water into a batter, poured the batter into a frying pan, and fried it into a round honey mouse pancake, which emitted a caramel aroma.

Then the art style immediately started to look strange.