After I became a real young master, I became famous for my bad behavior

Hmm ...

Scott tilted his head and really thought about it:

"I don't think he would be bored enough to be interested in this topic. No matter how poor he is, he is still a noble lady who is beyond reach. How could he fall for an illegitimate girl?"

Although this is Atole's personality, he will ignore anything that Sheen thinks is unnecessary.

Unlike a certain counterfeit who wants to take something for himself regardless of whether it is useful or not.

You can tell from Eric's subtle expression that he is convinced.

-

kitchen.

There are instructions on the wall for making coffee, cookies, and sliced ​​cake...

(All of these were written by Sheen in advance to cover up his cooking ability)

Sheen, wearing an apron, stood in the kitchen, with Dalia next to him.

Originally, he was using the spare kitchen to make afternoon tea today, but Dalia, who was passing by, was attracted by the aroma of Sheen's freshly made coffee. She said she wanted to learn how to make coffee - this is what Scott drinks on a daily basis.

Sheen expressed her understanding, because the novel set up that she liked Scott a little bit.

So, he expressed his heartfelt blessings:

“Put an appropriate amount of coffee beans in the grinder and grind out 18 grams of coffee powder. Then use a powder distributor to spread the coffee powder flat, use a powder hammer to compact it, and put it into the extraction machine.

“Pour the milk into the latte art pitcher, whip the milk foam, pour the milk foam into the center of the coffee, and finally make the latte art.”

But when it came to the latte art step, Dalia messed up.

Also, the finished coffee tasted terrible.

"puff..."

Dalia wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, feeling hopeless: "Are you sure you got the steps right? I've tried my best."

"How could I remember it wrong? Let me try."

As Sean explained the precautions, he practiced everything with his hands. It was not until a cup of perfect latte art appeared in Sean's hands that Dalia was convinced.

(Take a sip)

Dalia took a careful bite and was completely overwhelmed:

"Hmm, it's really delicious~ Did you make it with magic?"

"That's not necessary."

For Garmin, magic cooking is simply unnecessary.

At this point, the timer went off.

"Another one is better."

Sean took the cookies out of the oven with great interest, blew on one of them twice, and then put it in his mouth to chew.

"Hmm! Very successful. Not dry or hard, the color is very good."

Dalia looked down at the cookies on the baking tray, then at the various colored creams, egg pie crusts, and butter dough in the prayer flower bags on the table beside her.

She was lost in thought.

"Aren't you Master Haines? Why are you doing this?"

"Ha ha,"

Sheen put his hands on his waist and laughed:

"Maybe it's because I'm a natural talent. This is my first time making afternoon tea by myself. I didn't expect it to be successful in one try."

The system (reader side, invisible to Dalia) floats aside, explaining to everyone:

"The host can cook - please, in a society where there are more wolves than meat, a boy who can't cook will have no partner!"

...

Sheen put all the afternoon tea ingredients into boxes cast with insulation magic, intending to use transportation magic to move them to the meeting place later.

Dahlia chewed some extra cookies. She stood behind Sheen and said, "Well, it's a pity that the young lady was not invited this time. If it were any other girl, she might have fallen for it."

"I don't want Scott to know that I made all these desserts...wait what did you just say,"

Sheen suddenly reacted and turned to look at Dalia.

"What... Missy?"

Dahlia rolled her purple-black eyes at Sheen, and then explained to Sheen in a tone that "this should be something everyone knows":

“The Duke’s illegitimate daughter, she seems to be the same age as the Second Young Master.

"I've heard of such a girl, but I've only met her a few times. But since she's an illegitimate daughter, I haven't had much contact with her anyway."

Xien's eyes widened and he pointed at himself blankly:

"There really is a young lady - my father must not know this."

Otherwise, for Xi Lun, Sheen might really have to obey orders and marry into Impess's family.

Dahlia shrugged. "I know very well that the eldest lady can be used to obtain benefits through marriage, but the Duke (Impress) is definitely not someone who can do such a thing. Therefore, Miss Stella has never been made public."

Xien was even more confused: "Stella?"

His first instinct was that it sounded like Scott's name.

Dalia glared at him and said suddenly:

"You're not interested in Miss Stella, are you?"

...

Xien tilted his head, he was quite speechless:

The way to form an absolutely friendly relationship with Impes is, of course, to get married.

To show loyalty, marrying into the wife's family is more effective.

But no matter how unpopular Sheen was, he was still the eldest son of Haines and the legitimate son of the Duke. If the social circle knew that he had married into his illegitimate daughter for "love", he would most likely be nailed to the pillar of shame.

Then Atole might even look down on Sheen because he couldn't hold his head up high...

"But for the sake of profit, what does it matter if I lose a little face?"

"how to say?"

Xien wiped the remaining butter on the table with a rag and continued:

"My situation is no different from that of an illegitimate child who cannot be seen in public."

Dalia had investigated Sheen's background a long time ago, and she suddenly understood:

"You are pitiful..."

in the afternoon.

I don't know why, but the weather this afternoon is pretty good. It makes me feel happy.

The unbearable blizzard period is over and early spring has arrived.

The sun is warm and the breeze is gentle.

The open-air afternoon tea is held in the backyard of Impes.

Da da da...

A lone figure walks along a forest path.

Scott walked alone on the way to the backyard, looking at the surrounding scenery.

There are two trees that are enchanted with immortality in the open lawn. Interestingly, some of their branches are connected.

Scott didn't know the origins of these two trees (there was no author to set the background), but they were very tall and it was obvious that they were quite old.

People who live nearby say that this is a gift left by the ancestors of Impes. This kind of gift can be seen even in winter.

In order to protect such a beautiful scenery, a magic barrier was set up in the backyard, so that the tree would remain unscathed even during blizzards.

Scott stood under the two trees and observed for a long time, thinking:

"Is this a memorial or something? I have no idea..."

"Hey, you're here."

Sheen, who was standing not far ahead at a small round dining table covered with a white tablecloth, had just taken the dessert out of the takeaway box when he heard Scott's footsteps.

Xien immediately stopped packing and looked in the direction of the footsteps.

Yes, it's Scott.

Sheen greeted Scott first:

"You're here so quickly. Please take a seat first. I'll clean it up in a moment."

Scott didn't move forward. He looked at the desserts in the takeaway box on the side:

"That doesn't seem like the style of Impess's pastry chef."

"Are you tired of eating all that?" Sheen took out the food and folded the takeaway box, saying, "I found a recipe and made it using magic.

"Don't worry, I've tried it, it won't kill you."

"Hmm...magic can actually be used for cooking?" Scott was stunned.

He thought to himself: Why didn't I find this magic? Then I can make some food for myself QAQ!