Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 1039 Cooking
"Really? You're back so soon? I thought you were going to use this excuse to stay busy until the evening."

"I thought I would be busy until the evening, but I didn't expect that Miss Long would send herself to the Imperial Prison in less than an hour - wow! What is that? It smells so bad!"

As Shangluo entered the room, he saw a large basin on the table. The basin was full of red liquid and the whole house was filled with the smell of blood.

"Wait a moment, it will be ready when it's poured in." Phaethon got a sausage stuffing machine from somewhere and was pouring the meat stuffing in from the top. It was called meat stuffing, but it was actually bright red, with some fat and lean meat mixed in with pig blood, and it seemed like there were also internal organs, as if a whole pig was smashed in the basin.

"This is?"

"The black blood soup you want to eat."

"It's not me who wants to eat it, it's you who wants to eat it"

"Oh, I know. I want to eat it. This is the taste of my hometown. I was also raised by a Spartan nanny when I was a child. But considering your appetite, I didn't make the real Spartan black soup directly."

"Then what is this?"

"This is called black blood sausage. As the name suggests, it is a sausage stuffed with a recipe similar to that of black soup. Black soup is basically performance art, but black blood sausage is edible. I also added onions and other spices to it to remove the fishy smell."

"Where did such a big machine come from?"

"I moved here." Victoria was lying on the sofa eating potato chips, feeling comfortable as if she were at home. There was also the sound of chopping meat from the kitchen. It was Agatha preparing the ingredients.

[Wow, if you really bring Otohime back, it might be exciting. But this is the first time that there are so many people in your house.]

"It feels like someone is having a party next door." He walked to the bowl of stuffing and tiptoed to take a look. Phaethon was still grabbing the stuffing with his hands, his hands were covered in blood.

"Oh my god. If this is the black soup you mentioned before, I can't even think about it."

"Why, that's what the old Romans love to eat. I haven't made the pig's intestines yet."

"What's that?"

"Pig intestines are wrapped around pig intestines, and then pig intestines are wrapped around pig stomachs. Onions, pepper and salt are added for seasoning, and then smoked and preserved or stewed or fried."

"Isn't this much more delicious than this pig blood sausage?"

"Oh, the flavors are different. That one has a grainy texture, while this blood sausage has a fine and soft texture. It tastes like meat and organs."

"It's not that I can't. I don't mind eating offal and pig blood. It's okay to mix them together. That's it."

"Ok?"

Shangluo thought for a moment before saying, "That Yiji from the Dragon Palace is quite pitiful. Should we pity her and give her some food?"

"Okay." Phaethon looked up and said, "I want everyone to have a taste of the old Roman taste. Why don't I make a little more and you can give some to the Jinyiwei in the prison! Let everyone have a taste."

[The Romans showed their unique confidence in food. This even extended to their confidence in their own cooking skills.]

"That's not impossible." Shangluo touched his head, "It shouldn't be unpalatable if these things are mixed together."

Pig blood is still commonly found here. It is mainly sold as a stewed dish together with roast duck and other dishes. Sometimes the same stewing broth is used as roast duck. When eaten, it is also cooked into blood stew like duck blood.

As for why it is pig blood, it is mainly because the number of pigs slaughtered is relatively large, and the remaining pig blood cannot be wasted, so it is made into blood soup and eaten. Countries with a long history know how to cherish food. Just like here, Rome will not waste any edible part of livestock.

[No, no, no, your expectation of the Romans' frugal habits is correct. Although the Romans seem to be extravagant, they are indeed very frugal with ingredients. But you should never trust a Roman's cooking skills, because the Romans never cook for themselves! Our Miss Phaethon, she has eaten pork, but she has never seen a pig run. ]

"What are you talking about?" Phaethon put down what he was doing. "When I go hunting, I make the black soup myself."

[If you think that making black soup by just stewing everything in one pot can be considered cooking, then you are a master chef! ]

"Has she only made black soup?" Shangluo asked.

"Grilling." Phaethon said without waiting for Apollonia to answer, "I grill myself."

"Hmm," Shangluo thought for a moment, "How about we do it together?"

"No, I'll do it. This is Rome's national dish, and I want to make it myself."

"Then after you're done, let me be the first to taste it?"

"Sure, sure." Hearing that Shangluo wanted to eat first, Phaethon stirred the food even harder. She wanted Shangluo to be the first to eat the fresh, hot, Roman blood sausage.

After taking a look at the blood-red unknown substance in the basin, Shangluo walked aside and went to the kitchen first.

Sure enough, Ms. Agatha was chopping something inside. She was holding two bone-chopping knives and was chopping the lean meat on the chopping board. It was more like smashing. Every inch of meat tendon was smashed, leaving only soft meat fillings like meat patties.

"Ah, Mr. Shangluo, you're back. I'd like to borrow your kitchen. I'll put it back to its original state in a while."

"It's okay, it's okay, just continue using it. What are you doing?"

"It's meat stuffing for spaghetti. That's how Her Majesty Victoria eats her meat sauce."

"Oh, you've been working hard."

Lady Agatha glanced back at him and said, "Compared to you, I don't have a hard time at all. After all, the Dragon Palace is very tricky."

"Dragon Palace? How did you know?"

"I saw a ship performing a sympathetic jump in the sky. There were no Roman ships nearby at the time, and Roman ships cannot fly into the sky. In this case, it must be from the Dragon Palace."

"Do you know the Dragon Palace too?"

"I don't know him." Ms. Agatha replied, "But we have dealt with the Dragon Palace 'indirectly'."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Ms. Agatha did not answer directly, but asked Shangluo: "Mr. Shangluo, what do you think of those phlogiston submarines in Rome? Including the one that is being repaired and is going to stop at your house to serve as a guard for you. What do you think of these vehicles?"

"It always feels unreliable? Because it seems to be completely uncontrollable. The navigation it uses seems to be based on an unknown signal source? I heard from Victoria that it is the Atlantis Central Fortress in the Atlantic Ocean? But she has no idea about the news from Atlantis. It's like an information black hole."

(End of this chapter)