Personality V: I will save everything

“Wuwuwuwuwu….”

Carl covered his mouth and cried in the kitchen of the manor.

"Oh my, just spit it out! If you can't swallow it, just spit it out!" Fan Wujiu was extremely anxious, with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. He reached out to Carl's mouth helplessly, trying to help him spit out the foreign object in his mouth.

However, Carl, like a stubborn child, covered his mouth tightly and did not move, as if he firmly believed that he could easily swallow even a mere candy.

At this moment, Norton, who had just successfully put out the raging fire in the laboratory and was about to go to the kitchen to find some water to quench his thirst, suddenly pushed open the door and saw such a strange scene. To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that Fan Wujiu and Xie Bian always respected Karl, this scene would inevitably give people an illusion - could it be that Fan Wujiu was bullying the weak Karl?

"I just gave him a candy..." To be precise, when Karl saw Fan Wujiu holding a tray full of colorful candies, he reached out and grabbed one of them and stuffed it into his mouth without saying a word. He was so fast that even Fan Wujiu couldn't stop him.

"Can a piece of candy make him cry like this?" Norton shook his head suspiciously, indicating that he didn't believe this at all. His deep and sharp eyes seemed to say, "Don't be ridiculous, how is this possible?"

"..................." Facing Norton's question, Fan Wujiu didn't know how to respond for a moment. He frowned slightly and pursed his lips, as if trying to think of the right words to explain it all. In the end, he chose to speak with his actions. He took another candy from the plate, handed it to Norton, and said softly: "You will know after you try it."

"???" Norton was confused by Fan Wujiu's actions, and his heart was full of doubts and puzzlement. However, out of trust in his friend and strong curiosity, he slowly reached out his hand, took the candy, and put it in his mouth without hesitation.

At first, Norton didn't notice anything special about it. He thought it was just an ordinary, sweet candy. However, when he kept the candy in his mouth for a while, suddenly, an indescribable strange taste came to his mind.

"Pooh! Ugh..." Almost instantly, Norton's face changed suddenly, and his stomach felt uncomfortable. He couldn't stand the strange taste, and quickly spit out the candy in his mouth. Fortunately, before spitting out the candy, he caught it with his hands in time, otherwise it would be very troublesome to clean it up afterwards.

"Why is this candy spicy?" To be honest, Norton had eaten sweet, sour, and even bitter candies, but he had never thought that candy could be spicy.

"Because this is ginger candy, candy made from ginger."

Fan Wujiu did not directly say that this was ginger candy, but directly let Norton taste it. It was not because he had any bad intentions, but because during his time in the manor, Fan Wujiu also noticed that since most of the people in the manor were Europeans, oriental dishes were rarely seen, and therefore ginger was rarely seen.

Since winter was approaching, Fan Wujiu had nothing to do, so he made some ginger candy. He originally planned to keep it only for himself and his brother to taste, because he felt that other people in the manor had rarely seen ginger and might not be able to stand the taste of ginger.

But just as he was about to take it away, Carl appeared out of nowhere, reached out and took a candy from the plate and put it in his mouth.

(Oh my god, there was an earthquake just now.)

And then... things became like this.

Finally, Carl had no choice but to stop crying and spit out the candy after being comforted by Fan Wujiu, Norton, and the owner of the manor they found afterwards.

"This is the first time I've tasted candy with this flavor." Norton looked at the remaining half of the ginger candy in his hand and said thoughtfully.

Fan Wujiu thought Norton would hate the taste, and was about to say something to ease the awkwardness, but he heard what the other party said.

"But I quite like the taste." Norton put the half ginger candy into his mouth again and savored it carefully.

Although Norton was not used to eating ginger at first because it was his first time, after getting used to it, he thought the ginger candy tasted pretty good.

Fan Wujiu's eyes lit up, as if he had found a soulmate: "I think ginger candy is delicious too! Especially in the cold winter, eating a piece of ginger candy will make your whole body feel warm."

"You Orientals are really interesting," Norton said with a smile, "you can even think of using ginger to make candy."

"Hey, this is one of our traditional delicacies." Fan Wujiu said proudly, "There are many other delicious ones. You can try them slowly when you have the chance in the future."

"But I don't like the smell." Carl lazily lay in the wide and warm embrace of the manor owner, whispering softly. His beautiful gray eyes drooped slightly, as if containing endless grievances and dissatisfaction.

At this moment, Carl only felt an indescribable strange taste in his mouth. It felt like a bunch of strange and disgusting things were stuffed into his mouth, making him feel very uncomfortable.

"Me too." Hearing Carl's complaint, I gently stroked the soft fur of the cute little guy in my arms and responded tenderly.

Although I was also a human from an oriental country before traveling to this world, for a unique food like ginger candy... maybe it's just because of personal taste differences, I really can't accept its taste, and I can even say it's hard to swallow.

Whenever I try to chew that small piece of ginger candy, my taste buds are instantly overwhelmed by a strange feeling of spiciness and sweetness intertwined together. The taste is so refreshing that it makes my scalp tingle.

"Well... in that case, let's try other flavors next time." Fan Wujiu suggested enthusiastically, "For example, candied haws or dragon beard crisps, how about that?"

"Candied Haws? What is that?" Norton asked curiously.

"Tanghulu is a snack made of hawthorns strung together and coated with a layer of syrup. It tastes sour and sweet and is very delicious!" Fan Wujiu introduced enthusiastically.

"Sounds good." A hint of anticipation flashed in Norton's eyes.

"Dragon Beard Pastry is also a specialty snack in our area. It has a soft texture and melts in your mouth." Fan Wujiu added.

"Okay, that's decided." Carl licked his lips happily.

"You, you get happy when food is mentioned." Looking at Carl's appearance, I couldn't help but give him a kiss on the face.

"Mom.???" Carl pouted angrily. Why did you kiss me again?

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"Hmm... you actually like to eat something like this?" Jose Baden frowned, looking at the ginger candies Norton brought back from the manor with a puzzled look on his face. Ever since he tasted them, he has always maintained this incomprehensible expression.

Jose Baden couldn't figure out why Norton was so fond of something so sweet and spicy. Was his taste really so unique? Thinking of this, Jose Baden couldn't help but shake his head and muttered to himself, "It's really hard to figure out!"

"What's the matter? I think it tastes pretty good!" Norton looked relaxed, as if he didn't think the ginger candy was unpalatable at all. In fact, compared to the foods that he used to find difficult to swallow, such as porridge mixed with stones and rice porridge that was as clear as water, ginger candy was simply a delicacy.

During his time at the manor, Norton's standards for food gradually improved, but even so, his tolerance for poor quality food remained. After all, he had experienced hard times and had long been accustomed to all kinds of poor eating conditions. Therefore, a mere piece of ginger candy was nothing to him.

"So..." Jose Baden decided to change the subject, "How are you going to solve the problem of the child?"

The child that Sebaden talked about was of course Victor. There are many ways for people in the manor to solve this kind of problem. He mainly wants to ask which one everyone wants to use?

“I don’t know.” Norton still had ginger candy in his mouth, so his words sounded a little vague. “Karl said that he wanted to deal with the other people in the manor by himself, and he also thought that he could give Karl a chance to exercise, so they agreed to let Karl handle this matter alone.”

José Badem shrugged his shoulders and said nothing more.

Because he also felt that it was time to give Carl some training. Although this was also proof that Carl was well taken care of by everyone, but... look at what he is about to become now. Jose Badem dared to guarantee that if Carl wore a skirt and had long hair and walked on the street, people would even mistake him for a girl.

She looks like a spoiled little princess.

"He and his two brothers are completely opposite ends of the spectrum," Jose Badem muttered softly.

As a member of the nobility, although Jose Badem usually did not say anything, in fact, he was also one of the promoters of the theory of bloodline.

The first was the oldest child of the manor owner, Joke. Jose Baden knew that Joke was adopted, and as one of the adopted sons, he naturally had no inheritance rights. But Joke himself didn't care much, so no one would say anything even if he behaved mediocrely.

Then there is Andrew, the child who looks most like the owner of the manor. Although he seldom shows any active behavior in the manor, to be fair, he is really the child who looks most like the owner of the manor, both in appearance and character.

Although it is basically a foregone conclusion that Andrew will become the "heir", this does not mean that Carl can be so bad.

Could Carl behave a little bit like a manor owner's child? With his current appearance, Jose Baden was really worried whether he could stand on his own.

And the most important point is that, regardless of other things, at least if Jack and Andrew really encounter something, they know how to resist. To put it bluntly, they can fight, and they can fight very well.

Even if they do not use the abilities bestowed upon them by the manor owner, their fighting power is still among the best among ordinary people.

But Carl... To be honest, Jose Badem seriously doubted that if he didn't have the ability given to him by the owner of the manor, he would fall down with just a slight push from others.

This is not a good sign.

And Jose Badem seriously suspected that other people in the manor thought the same way. Carl really needed to exercise on his own.

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the other side,

In that peaceful and picturesque manor, the bored Andrew and Galatea were busy tinkering with a mysterious object.

"Wow, it's absolutely gorgeous!" Lisa couldn't help but exclaimed with surprise in her eyes. This thing in front of her was just too fascinating!

It turned out that this was the sweet candy generously contributed by Andrew, and with Galatea's exquisite carving skills, the two worked together to create an amazing candy crystal tree.

The carefully carved crystal tree is as dazzling as a dream, emitting a crystal clear light, as if it were a magical creation descended from a fairy tale world, and it is so beautiful.

However, at this moment, Andrew suddenly said, "Yes, but we have to swallow it quickly, otherwise it will dissolve over time and we won't be able to taste it."

"What?!" Lisa's eyes widened in surprise when she heard this, and she asked in disbelief, "Why is this so? It took a lot of effort to create this masterpiece, how can it be destroyed so easily?" She really couldn't understand Andrew's sudden decision.

"Because I made it just for fun, Lisa. For me, the real fun is actually the whole process of making it by hand! Besides, after all, it is essentially a delicious candy, destined to be a sweet delicacy in people's mouths and be enjoyed by everyone from the beginning."

Andrew spoke softly, looking calm, as if all the hardships and difficulties he had experienced in making the candy tree had never happened to him at all.

"Brother Andrew..." At this moment, Lisa suddenly stared at Andrew and said slowly, "I don't know why, but now you look more and more like that solemn and dignified manor owner. Whether it's your inner temperament or the tone of your speech, they are exactly the same."

"Are they really so similar?" Hearing this, Andrew was slightly stunned. Apparently, even he himself had never noticed this.