Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Chapter 288 Conjecture

The Eldar don't like to follow the beaten path.

Howard remembered that his room was located on the edge of the Governor's Mansion, hence the balcony. Because of the high altitude, the air on the balcony was barely breathable unless there was a sandstorm or toxic rain.

If one wants to land directly on this balcony from the outside, one has to climb a long wall with almost no footholds, but this is not a problem at all for the agile elves.

Mei could have just pushed the door open, but she was still asking Howard's permission, so Howard had only one answer:

"Please come in."

The Eldar pushed the door open and walked in, but she was still stunned when she saw the nun was also there.

"Should I step aside?" Mei asked.

She had no other intention in asking this question. It was just that the nun came to see Howard privately at this time. Perhaps there was something important she wanted to tell him alone. If so, then she might not have come at the right time.

"No, that's not necessary." The nun stood up and then asked for the same reason, "Should I step aside?"

Howard looked at the nun and then at May, and put down his knife and fork.

"Um...how about...I should step aside for a while?"

"you do not need!"

The Eldar and the nun answered almost simultaneously.

Ok.

Then Mei said to the nun, "Ms. Gloria, of course you don't have to avoid it. It's your freedom to leave or stay."

"Then I'll stay here." Hearing this, the nun sat back and took another sip of her drink.

After answering the nun, May looked at Howard and saw the food in front of him, so she asked again: "Did my arrival disturb your meal?"

"No, no, not at all." Howard quickly replied, while pushing the plate a little towards Mei: "Have you eaten yet? Do you want me to share some with you? I just made this food and haven't touched it yet!"

"Thank you for your kindness." Mei shook her head slightly and said, "But after a certain time, I will not eat anymore."

The nun and Howard's expressions both became a little strange, and Howard's strangeness had another layer of meaning:

Why are all of you so self-disciplined? It seems like I'm the only loser with no self-control.

I don’t know why, but even though I was still very hungry, the food in front of me suddenly didn’t taste good anymore.

"Would you like me to have dinner with you?" The perceptive Eldar noticed Howard's frustration, so she immediately said, "If so, I would certainly be happy to do so. Would you like me to help you cut the meat?"

"No, no, I can do it myself!" Howard quickly refused. Although he knew that if he asked the elf to feed him, the elf might not refuse, but he would really become a waste.

"What do you want to talk to me about?" Howard asked again.

"It's not too late to talk to you after you finish dinner." Mei replied, and then the elf sat down opposite Howard very naturally.

So Howard started to eat his dinner. He cut into the steak with his knife. The cut surface of the steak was tender red and juicy.

He ate the food on the plate, one bite of meat, one bite of sausage, one bite of vegetables and one bite of fruit, and occasionally took a sip of cocoa, but the feeling of being stared at while eating made him feel weird.

The nun noticed Howard's discomfort, so she started looking for topics to chat with the elves.

"Miss Mei, you should try this." The nun opened the pancake Howard had wrapped and pushed it in front of the elf.

"What is this?" Mei asked.

"This is a dish Mr. Howard personally made. It's called... Jianbing Guozi. It has some strange, unconventional qualities."

While the two ladies' attention was drawn to the pancake, Howard quickened his eating pace. If it weren't for etiquette, he would even want to pick up the piece of meat and chew it.

"This food is more delicious than I ever imagined, and that's not a metaphor," the nun said. "From any perspective, the ingredients that make up this food shouldn't taste this way. I can't figure out the secret, so I'd like you to try it too."

So under the nun's persuasion, Mei carefully cut off a corner of the pancake with doubts and tasted it carefully.

"The taste of this food is really unusual...what's added to it?" Mei asked the same question after swallowing the pancake.

The nun glanced at Howard, who was eating hard, and decided to continue the conversation, so she replied, "I asked the same question as you, and Mr. Howard's answer was that he didn't add anything. All the ingredients of this food are what we see."

"Before you came, I was discussing with him why this food was so delicious, but I couldn't get a definite answer," said the nun.

The nun had a rare little trick here, because before Mei came, the main topic of her conversation with Howard was not pancakes, but the nun did not want the elf to know this.

"There is no psychic energy in this food..." Mei also glanced at Howard. He still had one-third of the huge steak left to finish.

So she cut another small piece of pancake and continued to taste it. This time she deliberately slowed down and considered the time of chewing, and closed her eyes, just like a senior wine taster trying to distinguish the origin and brand of the red wine from the subtle taste and aroma of the oak barrel remaining in the wine.

"The main ingredients are soy flour and flour, in a ratio of about 3 to 7, not sifted," Mei finally gave the ingredient analysis. "The rest of the ingredients are also very simple. I didn't taste any special ingredients."

"Ms. Gloria, it's just as you said. These ingredients combined shouldn't taste like this."

While the two ladies were talking, Howard finally finished a whole steak, all the vegetables, mushrooms and beans, and even soaked up the soup with bread. Now there were only a few peeled sausage casings left on his plate, and his dinner was complete.

When the nun saw that Howard had finished eating, she handed him a napkin. Howard took it and wiped the juice from the corner of his mouth.

"Miss Mei, can you see the secret in this food?" Howard asked.

"I can't tell...but I have some guesses," said Mei.

Howard: "Go ahead."

"Mr. Howard, have you ever given this food to soulless people? Do they also feel the same way after eating it?"

"I've never given this to a soulless person before... but I'm a soulless person myself, and I didn't think it tasted that good after eating it myself..." Howard said, but then he thought of something else and quickly added, "But it did work for me after I ate it!"

Because he remembered that his leg was scratched by the great demon Nurgle and became infected and festered, and after he ate the pancake, the pus was discharged from his body.

"Effect?" This unusual word caught Mei's attention. "What effect?"

"Uh..." Howard thought for a moment and decided to tell the Eldar some facts: "The taste of Jianbing Guozi can bring people happiness. This happiness seems to be compulsory. There was once a drug addict whose nerves were burned out by drugs, but he still felt pleasure after eating my Jianbing Guozi."

"They don't have psychic powers... but they can change certain rules..." Mei's expression gradually became serious. "I once saw descriptions of some forgotten beings in the library. Those things also fit this description."

"You mean?!" After Mei said this, Howard seemed to react.

The nun was still outside the channel: "What are you talking about? Is it some secret that I can't know?"