Chapter 176: Chef Torres

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!" William, standing to the side, immediately perked up upon hearing the two of them talk.

Brenna has things to do? Great! When she gets busy, wouldn't he be able to spend time alone with Miss Yun? By then, he must think of good conversation topics to leave a good impression in Miss Yun's heart!

William thought to himself.

"What are you in such a hurry for?" This guy's scheme was practically written all over his face. She felt speechless and said, "Instead of wasting time daydreaming, you'd be better off helping me think about what gift to buy for someone later."

She crossed her arms over her chest and added, "After all, you're the one paying for the gift."

"I'll just listen to your opinion."

"I am not daydreaming, pfft—" William reflexively retorted, but halfway through, he felt a bit guilty and immediately changed his tone: "Buying a gift?"

"For whom?"

"For an elder," Brenna said, deliberately keeping him in suspense.

"Of course, it's not for the Old Man," she added after a moment of thought.

"The Old Man would be sad if he heard you say that," William muttered to himself.

He lowered his head in thought for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Is it Chef Torres?"

"Huh?" Brenna looked at him in surprise and said, "You guy, you actually guessed it. Is it just luck?"

"Hey."

Hearing Brenna's surprised tone, William felt a bit angry and his eyebrows twitched as he said, "What do you mean 'guessed it by luck'?"

"I am your brother, can you show me some respect?"

"There aren't many people you would call an elder, and if you exclude the people in Saierliya Palace, isn't it just Chef Torres?"

"Hmm, it seems it really was too simple," Brenna pouted, looking as if she were reflecting on it.

It was just that the direction of her reflection was clearly not what William had hoped for.

Coupled with her expression, which didn't seem fake at all, it only made William feel even more looked down upon.

"Bren—na—"

Just as William was about to lose his temper, Yun Mu suddenly interrupted their conversation and asked, "Um, may I ask, who is that Chef Torres?"

"Didn't Brenna tell you?" The flames on top of William's head instantly extinguished. He turned to look at Yun Mu and explained, "Chef Torres is Elena's father."

"Hmm," he thought for a moment and continued, "You should know Elena, right? She's the strongest Shadow Guard by Brenna's side."

"Of course I know her. I see, I understand now. Thank you," Yun Mu nodded, signaling that she understood.

Of course, this was all just her acting; in fact, she had long since guessed who that Chef Torres was.

It was just that earlier, seeing the two of them about to argue, she had temporarily found a topic to move past the matter.

However, after the words were out, she felt her actions were a bit redundant.

Brenna and William were siblings who grew up together; they shouldn't be that easy to start an argument.

But since she had already said it, she couldn't take her words back.

She could only continue the conversation.

"How about buying some kitchenware?" she suggested. "Since that elder is a chef, why don't we buy some high-quality kitchenware to give to him?"

"Hmm, this is called 'prescribing the right medicine for the illness'."

Although she felt the phrase didn't quite fit here, Yun Mu couldn't think of any other suitable words at the moment and could only say it like that.

Anyway, there was no Chinese in this world, and what she said was all in the translated Frost Kingdom language.

Brenna and William could still understand it to some extent.

"Kitchenware... that's not necessary," Brenna shook her head, rejecting the idea. "Chef Torres isn't short on money. As the former Chef of the Royal Cuisine, what kind of kitchenware could he possibly lack?"

"That doesn't matter," Yun Mu countered, "A gift from someone else is different from one you buy yourself, isn't it?"

"At the very least, he'll be happy for a while when he receives the gift."

"I think Miss Yun is right!" William chimed in.

"Hmm," Brenna was clearly not convinced by the two of them. She stood up, looking conflicted, and said, "Let's talk while we walk."

The three of them left Warm Snow Park via a different path than the one they arrived on. While observing the items sold in the shops on both sides of the street, they discussed what would be good to give as a gift.

"Does that Chef Torres have any other hobbies besides cooking?" Walking along the street, Yun Mu asked Brenna.

"Of course he does," Brenna said after thinking about it. "Besides cooking, Chef Torres also likes drinking tea, appreciating opera, and watching horse racing."

"But it seems there's no room for us to make a move on those hobbies," Brenna frowned slightly and continued, "You can't buy that top-tier tea even with money, not to mention we don't have any money right now."

"And I don't want to go to Saierliya Palace, so the tea is basically out of the question."

"As for opera... I don't think there's any opera ticket that Chef Torres couldn't get his hands on, and the same goes for horse racing."

"Don't struggle with it anymore, let's just choose kitchenware," William advised from the side.

"..." Brenna didn't speak, but a look of conflict appeared on her face again.

Yun Mu watched this scene and couldn't help but purse her lips.

The Second Prince William clearly didn't know that Elena had died, and Brenna didn't seem to have any intention of telling him.

And the person they were going to visit next was Elena's father.

Yun Mu didn't know what Brenna was thinking as she picked out the gift.

Nor did she know if Brenna would tell Chef Torres the news of his daughter's death when she saw him.

She only knew that when it came to choosing a gift,

Brenna clearly didn't want to just gloss over it.

Although that was true... but what exactly should they give?

Yun Mu had no clue about this either.

"How about, when we give the cooking items, we also give Chef Torres a recipe?" She racked her brains and said.

"A recipe?" Brenna looked at her with some surprise. She didn't rush to reject it, but instead asked, "What kind of recipe? Can you tell me about it?"

"Hmm." Facing Brenna's gaze, Yun Mu bit the bullet and fabricated, "Do you remember that Treasure Chest of mine?"

"When I first caught it, I scavenged many strange items from inside it, as well as some documents that were mostly damaged."

"From those documents, I saw an ancient recipe, but because the content on the recipe was incomplete, I didn't pay much attention to it, until just now, when I recalled it."

Pausing, she suggested, "If we use this recipe as a gift for Chef Torres, there shouldn't be any problem, right?"

"Are you sure this recipe isn't something you just made up?" Brenna's expression was strange as she exposed her without hesitation.

"Ahem."

Yun Mu gave a light cough, shifted her gaze away in embarrassment, and said, "I admit what I said just now, the process of discovering the recipe was fake, but as for the content of the recipe..."

"That is as true as it gets!" she said with full confidence in the final sentence.

Before transmigrating, as someone who lived alone, she did have some Cooking skills. After all, no matter how much money one has, one cannot order takeout or eat out every single day.

And having watched many food videos on the internet, it was inevitable that she would have the urge to try them.

Although in most cases it was a state of "collecting never stops, practice never begins," she had personally tried a small portion of them.

Hmph, this is a recipe from China's five thousand years of history; as long as she makes a slight move, it will be the ceiling of the Cooking world in the entire Frost Kingdom. "Light soy sauce... soy sauce, what are these?"

"Cooking wine... can it be replaced with red wine?"

Listening to the simple description of the recipe content from Yun Mu, Brenna looked blank.

And beside her, William also had an expression of complete incomprehension.

Oh no!

Seeing the reactions of the two of them, Yun Mu suddenly realized that this was another world, and there were none of the seasonings she was familiar with.

If she really copied the cooking recipes from her past life mindlessly, she would only end up making a mess of nothing.

As for improving them—don't even joke about it; she was just a noob who copied homework online, how could she possibly have the Master-level skill of improving recipes?

Think fast, my brain, is there any recipe suitable to bring out at this time... Got it!

Yun Mu suddenly thought of something and said, "I know a cake recipe, its name is Dundee Cake!"

That was close; the video she watched on the day she transmigrated, although she hadn't practiced it, if she recalled carefully, she could still remember the vast majority of the production process.

Of course, the main thing was that the difficulty of making this recipe was not high, it was just that the ingredients were quite rich.

Seeing that both Brenna and William had their attention focused on her, Yun Mu immediately explained to the two, "This is a pastry made by mixing butter and sugar evenly, then mixing in eggs and flour, and finally filling it with a large amount of dried fruit soaked in rum."

"Its flavor is very rich, and it has a strong orange aroma, which mainly comes from the candied orange peel inside, as well as the subsequently added raisins, nuts, almonds, and candied pineapple and other dried fruits."

On Earth, this thing is the star of all pastries at foreign presidential banquets; if it's used as a gift, it should be qualified enough.

Yun Mu thought to herself.

If Brenna was still not satisfied with this, then there was nothing she could do.

Fortunately, this time, Brenna and William finally understood her description.

After all, as Royal Kingdom nobles, they had tasted many, many pastries.

They might not understand the production process, but they still knew what kind of pastry tasted good.

At this moment, just listening to the rich ingredients in the production process described by Yun Mu, they dared to conclude that this pastry would definitely not taste bad! Brenna even specifically searched her mind.

Although adding dried fruit to cake didn't seem to be a rare practice, there wasn't a single pastry similar to the Dundee Cake that Yun Mu described!

In other words, this thing truly belonged to an unknown recipe!

Taking it as a gift for the former Chef of the Royal Cuisine could be considered qualified.

"Then the matter of the recipe is decided!" Brenna said with great satisfaction.

"Thanks to you this time, Miss Yun." She smiled and thanked Yun Mu.

"Then, is there anything to reward me with?" Hearing her words, Yun Mu blinked and asked half-jokingly.

After she finished speaking, who would have thought that Brenna would nod very seriously and respond, "Yes, you helped me a lot, I really should find a way to reward you."

"It's just that I don't have much money on me, so..."

"So?" Yun Mu looked at her with some confusion.

"Ahem." Brenna's face turned slightly red, she walked close to her, and whispered, "Tonight, except for that place, you can touch whatever you want..."

"???"

"What kind of person do you take me for!?" Yun Mu asked with wide eyes.

"No, is it not okay?"

"Then..."

Brenna took out the two hundred Gold Frost she had swindled from William with a pained expression and handed it to Yun Mu, saying, "I can only give you this much for now, when my funds improve, I will..."

Before she finished speaking, the check in her hand was pushed back by Yun Mu.

"Hmm?"

"Why?" Brenna looked at her with a face full of confusion.

The previous condition wouldn't do, she didn't want the Gold Frost either, could it be that she really didn't want any reward at all?

"No." Yun Mu shook her head, grabbed her palm, and said, "Actually, I hadn't finished what I was saying earlier."

"What I wanted to say is..."

"You really have a good eye for people!"

"We're here, it's this place."

A Steam Car stopped in front of a three-story residential building, and the three of them—Yun Mu, Brenna, and William—stepped out of the car.

Among them, Brenna, whose mood had not yet calmed down, secretly glanced at Yun Mu, then quickly withdrew her gaze.

She actually agreed!

What kind of ghost reward did I just propose ah ah ah! Why did she agree!?

Then tonight... wouldn't she be at the mercy of Yun Mu... No, I can't think about this anymore.

At this moment, Brenna only felt a surge of hot blood rushing straight to her head, so hot that she found even thinking to be incredibly strenuous.

What should she do? While her mind pondered matters of Chaos, her body involuntarily walked to the door of that three-story building.

Brenna raised her hand and knocked on the door, only then remembering that there was actually a doorbell she could press beside the door.

However, just as she was about to press the doorbell, the door suddenly opened without any warning.

Click.

An old man wearing a loose dark blue long-sleeved shirt and a pair of pitch-black trousers pulled the door open.

He looked at the visitor standing outside the door with some surprise.

"Princess, and the Second Prince... why have you come to my place?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed Brenna's complexion and immediately stepped aside, signaling for everyone to enter the house, saying: "We can talk about such things later, hurry and come in, especially you, Princess, your face has been frozen red!"

However, for some reason, after he finished saying this sentence.

The Princess's complexion seemed to become even more flushed? Chef Torres thought with some uncertainty.

PS: So tired, finally finished writing.

Recently addicted to eroge, feeling my body getting worse by the day.

My nutrition can barely keep up.

No, I must abstain! (End of chapter)