I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 448: Gift for Moon

Every corner of the cave was filled with a sweet fragrance, mixed with the rich smell of braised meat.

The aroma drifted out through the cracks in the top of the cave.

Arthur quietly sneaked closer and began washing dishes skillfully.

Previously, he would throw away dishes after eating; washing them was out of the question. Later, when he went to the Hadu tribe, during the period of amnesia living with the simple Snow Wolves, even if not to please Eric, he couldn’t act as he did before.

His habits had gradually changed to what they were now, so Arthur actually found his fellow dragons very unsightly recently...

The Basque Burnt Cheesecake was also done baking. Eric could now be said to be thick-skinned and tough-fleshed; ordinary fire couldn’t burn him, so he took the mold out directly with his hands.

Freshly baked cake couldn’t be eaten immediately. After letting it cool, Eric conjured a pile of ice to surround the cake. The chilled cake would have better texture and flavor.

Whether it was Double-skin Milk or the cake, Eric made them according to the Dragon tribe’s taste, adding a lot of sugar. Previously, when baking in the tribe, Arthur always said it wasn’t sweet enough. perhaps the Dragon tribe had also gotten used to human tastes and couldn’t adapt to Eric’s low-sugar versions.

Dragons had big appetites, and the cake mold wasn’t small. Eric scooped a bowl of Double-skin Milk for Arthur to taste.

Arthur was extremely surprised. These past few days, Eric had never treated him well. Holding the bowl, he was so happy he didn’t know what to do.

"What are you spacing out for? Hurry up and taste if it’s good," Eric said strangely.

Arthur’s heart was filled with happiness, reluctant to use the spoon, tasting it in small bites: "Boo hoo, delicious, you make the best food."

"Really?" Eric also ate some, unable to help wrinkling his face due to the sweetness: "Is there enough sugar?"

Arthur said with tears in his eyes: "Sweet enough, better than all the cakes I’ve eaten."

This guy’s words were a bit unreliable, but at this moment there was no other way. Eric found the most beautiful box to pack for Moon, and also cut a large piece of the chilled cake.

He prepared another portion for Boa and La Khanh, leaving the rest for Arthur: "Here, you eat these. Kanude and I are going out for a bit."

Arthur looked up blankly: "These are all for me to eat?"

"Yeah, that’s right." Initially, Eric felt a bit guilty, but seeing Arthur’s surprised appearance, he suddenly felt a bit hard to explain. Did this guy like being abused?

Using leftovers to deal with Arthur, Eric brought along a box of braised meat and Braised Pork, then rode the eager Kanude to set off.

On the way, he didn’t forget to comfort Kanude: "Dogs can’t eat too much sweet stuff; you’ll lose fur. The braised meat is saved for you, just right to eat when we get back."

He rode on Kanude, unable to see the resentment in the big Samoyed dog’s eyes. Boo hoo, Kanude isn’t a dog!

The Dragon tribe was very sensitive to smells. Since Arthur brought a beastman back, the dragons nearby had been living in deep water and scorching fire every day.

Today was no exception; the aroma was even stronger, accompanied by the sweet smell of pastries.

Didn’t they say beastmen didn’t know how to cook, lived primitively, and were very savage? Why was the beastman Arthur brought back so good at cooking!

The surrounding dragons were mixed with jealousy and envy but dared not make a move; otherwise, they would end up like that stupid black dragon.

Eric flew in the sky, always feeling a chill behind his back, as if someone was secretly spying, but looking around, he didn’t see any figures (dragon figures?), so he let it be.

Anyway, in his heart, dragons were all weirdos; who knew which dragon was going crazy.

But with Arthur’s prestige, he could also borrow the tiger’s might; other dragons dared not come to cause trouble.

La Khanh’s territory wasn’t far; otherwise, he wouldn’t have discovered Eric’s arrival so early initially and trapped him with other dragons.

Boa heard Eric was making sweets and had long been unable to wait.

Eric was in a hurry to get to Moon, so he didn’t stay long. He left the cake and Double-skin Milk for Boa and hurriedly went to the next stop with Kanude.

Going back and forth, plus the time to bake the cake, took nearly two hours. He didn’t know if Moon was still home.

Previously, going to Moon’s house was accidental. On the way back, Arthur flew very fast due to anger, so Eric completely didn’t remember which direction Moon’s castle was in. Fortunately, he had Kanude.

Moon’s castle looked even more magnificent from above. Gems of unknown names were inlaid on it, sparkling with five-colored light under the sun.

Eric discovered that these dragons really liked gold coins and gems, like crows, liking shiny things.

Previously, before Arthur regained his memory, he once told him in a dream that he slept on a pile of gold coins, showing how much he loved gold coins. Just didn’t know why after he arrived here, he didn’t see that exaggerated scene; the wealth was all stored in rings.

When visiting Boa and La Khanh’s homes, although La Khanh always prevented him from going deep inside, Eric also accidentally looked inside. Although he didn’t see much, he could guess there were many treasures; the glitter of jewels couldn’t be hidden.

Eric couldn’t help but sigh with emotion. Look at the financial strength of the Dragon tribe. If the Hadu tribe were also this rich, it would be great; he wouldn’t need to always worry about the tribe members’ livelihood.

While thinking wildly, Kanude had landed on the ground.

When in the air, he saw the big hole in the garden had been filled by Moon, and new flowers were planted on it, extremely beautiful. Truly a dragon who loved life.

Eric admired everyone who lived a colorful life. Although Moon was a bit arrogant and his tongue was a bit overly toxic, among the annoying dragons, he was still a decent dragon.

Although arrogant, it could be seen that his temper wasn’t bad. He smashed the garden Moon cared for carefully into such a big hole, yet with just a few flattering words, Moon was no longer angry. His temper was much better than other dragons.

While thinking, the castle gate opened automatically, revealing the person with exquisite beauty inside. Even a slight frown looked beautiful: "What are you doing? Not coming in quickly? Waiting for me to invite you?"

Alright, the scene that was originally like an idol’s appearance was broken by this sentence. Eric carried the food and followed.

"Did you sense I was coming long ago?"

As soon as he entered the hall, Eric was attracted by two silver teacups placed on the exquisite table and couldn’t help asking in surprise.

"Of course, you entered my territory, expecting me not to detect it." Moon sat comfortably on the chair, crossing his legs and saying.

This guy really spoke unpleasantly; no wonder Arthur didn’t get along with him.

Eric grumbled inwardly, tried to force a smile, and placed the food he brought on the table.

To cater to the other party’s aesthetic, he used all the silverware found in the ring, which also had patterns, matching very well with the teacups on Moon’s table.

It was just that these things weren’t easy to carry, so they were all placed in a large basin, covered with a wooden lid Eric made himself, looking very crude...