I became a cannon fodder villain. If I want to survive, I must take care of my baby first.

"Wait, Pal, what are you doing? Put me down!" Dracula William kept struggling and begging for mercy.

Pal patted his butt gently, as if comforting a child: "The Count and the guests are almost done eating, so it's time for me to eat too."

He opened his slightly narrowed eyes, his deep pupils filled with hungry desire.

Manjushage’s previous guess turned out to be correct. In Lingxi Pal’s eyes, Count Dracula was the most delicious food.

Amid Count Dracula's screams, Pal carried him away.

I don’t know what will happen next, but I don’t think it will be a big deal.

Dracula William would be nervous because he felt it would be embarrassing to do this in front of the guests.

After all, he is an adult vampire, and it is indeed embarrassing for his loyal servant to carry him on his shoulders like a little kid.

But those who have seen his true face will not find this strange, and it may even lack the necessary excitement for Doyle.

Wuchang, on the other hand, looked fed up with the fact that there were no normal people around him, and silently tasted the fresh vegetables on his plate.

This child is as thin as a piece of dead grass swaying in the wind. He should have taken good nutrition. However, he turned a blind eye to the delicious food in front of him, only liked to eat bread and was particularly fond of vegetables.

I'm really curious about how he would eat the sandwich. Would he pick out the meat part?

Although Lycoris radiata doesn’t usually like to eat tomatoes, she also likes to do this. However, the tomatoes are pressed inside and are sticky and difficult to pick out, so she only eats the half without the tomatoes.

Of course, she wouldn't mind the taste of tomatoes if they were coated in syrup or honey.

A long time ago, tomatoes were considered poison in the Kingdom of Aslan. Lady Kikyo boldly tried it and found that it was edible and quite delicious. She decided to add this delicacy to the recipe of the Xingchenhua family.

When little Manjusaka didn't like to eat tomatoes when she was little, Platycodon grandiflorus cooked them in different ways, such as peeling off the skin so that little Manjusaka couldn't recognize it, but the secret was revealed once she tasted the flavor.

Later, Platycodon tried a few more times and finally made thick tomato slices coated with icing sugar, which made Lycoris radiata happy to eat them.

When asked why she had to learn how to eat tomatoes, Kikyo answered: "Many people would not eat tomatoes even if they were starving. Don't you think it's strange? Once I develop a delicious way to cook them, everyone will fall in love with tomatoes."

"Wrong logic." Manjusaka turned around and pointed at Sen'en's tall nose with her little finger: "It's all Dad who taught Mom a bad lesson!"

"I don't like tomatoes either!" cried Senn.

However, Kikyo was not discouraged: "Would you like to try another way of eating it next time, such as scrambled eggs with tomatoes?"

Now that I think about it, Kikyo’s idea of ​​daring to try was a good one. At least scrambled eggs with tomatoes were indeed delicious. It was just a pity for the father and daughter who were treated like little animals by her to test the taste.

Every time she tried to develop a new recipe, she would ask Manjushage and Sen'en to help her taste it. If they didn't like it, she would eat it all by herself.

After all, Kikyo, who loves tomatoes, can't find a cooking method on her own that can make people who don't like tomatoes like tomatoes - isn't that a bit convoluted?

All in all, Wuchang probably just doesn't like normal eating habits, so he's not interested in big fish and meat. He's so thin, he has to supplement some nutrition.

Thinking of this, Manjusaka immediately suggested: "How about wrapping the meat slices with cabbage and trying it?"

"Is that so?" Wuchang subconsciously picked up the two things on the table and put them together. He was about to hand them over to Manjushage, but found that she wanted him to try this way of eating.

"Try it, the meat slices cooked by Mr. Pal are delicious!" Fan Yin, who was eating with his mouth full of oil, said excitedly.

Wu Chang thought to himself, I really admire her for being able to be so relaxed on her first visit to someone else's home.

No, according to Fan Yin's personality, it should be her first time in such a place. She felt very nervous, so she wanted to cover up her inner uneasiness by eating and drinking a lot.

As for Master Doyle, he must be used to being so unrestrained at his friend's house. Why would a pervert do the same weird thing with her just because he didn't want his friend to look too weird?

Wuchang actually had his own concerns. His family conditions were not good, and the days when he could eat meat were few and far between. Every time this happened, his mother would say, "I'm giving you the meat. I'm happy to see you eating it." This would make Wuchang, who didn't like to eat meat, feel very stressed.

It’s not that I hate meat, I just neither like it nor hate it. It seems irresponsible to eat meat that is so precious to the whole family with such an irresponsible attitude.

Meat is considered a delicacy and is relatively rare, so it should be avoided when dining with others at the table.

But others don't think so.

Although Fan Yin kept stuffing food into his mouth, he rarely touched the meat on the table.

She seemed to think that she looked ugly with her mouth full of grease, so she showed resistance halfway through eating.

But this will disappoint the vampire master and servant who have warmly entertained them.

There is no doubt that vampires do not like vegetarian food, because vegetarian food does not contain the blood they crave.

Therefore, at the reception, Lingxi Pal specially prepared a large table of meat dishes, such as roast lamb sprinkled with pepper, braised beef offal, cumin lamb legs, and butter fried meat slices.

Each dish exudes an enticing aroma, demonstrating Pal's amazing skills in cooking meat.

In comparison, the cooking level of vegetarian dishes is very average, but the fruits are quite sweet.

Just smelling the aroma of the meat made Wuchang drool, but considering that others must also want to eat it, should he leave it for them?

After all, Miss Manjusaka and the others are not my family, so they won’t say things like “I’m happy just watching you eat.”

Because eating meat means sacrificing the efforts of others, at least that's what Wuchang has always believed.

But for some reason, Count Dracula seemed a little confused by his abstention from meat, and asked him more than once at the dinner table, "Don't you like meat?" or "Would you like to try Pal's cooking?"

Indeed, staring at a few boiled cabbages when there is a table full of delicious meat seems to be expressing your dissatisfaction with the meal at first glance.

Moreover, Count Dracula really entertained them warmly. The amount of meat dishes on the table alone was enough to fill the stomachs of at least ten people, not to mention all kinds of fresh fruits, vegetables and bread.

Eating the precious meat dishes at home would make parents happy, but not finishing them would get them scolded.

What should I do in this situation? Do I still have to eat something?

It’s just a few bites, no one should be angry, right?

As he was thinking this, Manjushage suddenly spoke.

She seemed to have noticed that Wuchang didn't like to eat meat, but she didn't ask him to eat it or not. Instead, she provided a way to eat it.

Does that mean do as she says?

Wuchang subconsciously picked up the meat slices with a fork and wrapped them in cabbage leaves.

The warmth from the hot oil and the meat slices quickly softened the leaves. Before Wu Chang had time to think about how to eat it, he found that the food in his hand was about to fall. Adhering to the principle of not wasting anything, he opened his mouth and took a big bite.

"It's delicious." He said it almost subconsciously.

It is completely different from the meat that I used to eat with heavy expectations from my parents. The salt grains bloom on the tip of my tongue, and the tender meat locked in butter is brought to its salty and fragrant extreme. The seemingly thin slice of cabbage just dilutes the oily smell, giving it a refreshing taste.

There is no doubt that this is a delicious delicacy that whets one's appetite. Wuchang almost subconsciously wants to take another big bite, followed by a second bite, and a third bite. When he came to his senses, he found that he had already eaten it all.

Then he turned his gaze again to the remaining slices of meat on the table.

I want to eat it again.

He swallowed and began to think about whether this was the right thing to do, but he found that everyone else was eating and chatting, and didn't care how many slices of meat Wuchang ate.

It turns out that this is the real taste of meat. Because my mother doesn’t know how to cook meat, the meat she cooks always tastes mediocre and uninteresting.

Even so, she still felt it was very precious, and hoped that Wuchang could swallow the dry, hard and tasteless meat dishes with cherishment.

Since you can’t cook delicious food, why not use the money to buy more bread? At least you won’t go hungry.

Wuchang looked down and saw his thin body, feeling very puzzled.

A piece of ordinary meat is far less substantial than a basket of bread that can fill your stomach.

Wuchang wrapped the meat slices with vegetable leaves again, and took a bite. It was crispy and delicious.

For the first time, he felt that eating was such a happy thing.