"Oh! Finally, I get to make cookies again!" Carly cheered excitedly.
Carly has already finished the poop cookies she made last time, and she really misses the days when she had cookies, even though it's only been a few days without them.
But you can't blame her, because cookies are such a convenient food that you can eat anytime, and they taste absolutely delicious.
Now all the children in Greyhold know that Sister Adelaide has a very delicious food called cookies.
They thought the cookies were great in every way, except that the Peace Hotel and the All-in-One Department Store didn't sell them.
The children were a little confused. The department store sells everything. Last time they didn't sell the windmill, and this time they don't sell these cookies either.
They dare to call themselves "selling everything"? They might as well just call themselves "not selling anything."
Fortunately, Ed didn't know what the children were thinking.
If he knew...
Let's listen to the children's suggestion and call it...
They don't sell anything, just department store items.
But right now, Ed is fiddling with his cookie cutters, putting the shaped cookies into the oven.
Yes,
He is baking cookies.
A moment later
The cookies still smelled wonderful, but their shape was now quite different from before.
"Wow! Lord Ed, your cookie is amazing! Look at this pig's head, doesn't it look like you?" Carly picked up a cookie and compared it to Ed's face.
"Does it look like her, Carly?" Ed didn't understand what Carly was looking at him with. Could he really resemble this pig-headed guy?
"No, I was just saying." Carly smiled slightly.
Ed looked at her speechlessly. She was getting more and more mischievous. Could she just say something like that so casually?
The novel cookie shapes also attracted Adelaide, who picked up a cookie shaped like a rooster.
The rooster in her hands was majestic and powerful, and she liked it very much. "Master, this rooster is so well made, it's very beautiful."
Upon hearing Adelaide mention this, Ed immediately perked up, and Carly's casual remark vanished without a trace.
"Yes, Adelaide, it took me two and a half days to make this rooster mold." Ed said, looking at the beautiful rooster cookie in Adelaide's hand.
"Ah! It took two and a half days to make this rooster mold, no wonder it looks so good." Adelaide ate the rooster cookie in one bite.
The cookies were as delicious as ever, even though they were now shaped like a rooster. Adelaide, still wanting more, picked up another cow-shaped cookie.
Ed watched the look of enjoyment on her face after she finished the rooster biscuit, and then he saw the cow biscuit in her hand. He suddenly remembered a question that someone had asked him before.
Do you know which is more expensive, chicken or beef?
"Of course, it's the cow that's more expensive."
"No, it's because chicken is expensive."
"Why?"
"Because it's just a drop in the ocean."
Where's the chicken?
"because...
chicken
"80 cents"
Ed chuckled as he looked at the cow-shaped biscuits in Adelaide's hand, though he himself hadn't yet realized what was happening.
Adelaide was also a bit confused. It was just a rooster biscuit, after all. Two and a half days was a long time, but there was no need to be this happy!
"Carly, come stand here with me." Adelaide made Carly stand in her place, but Ed was still grinning like an idiot when it was someone else's turn. Adelaide ignored him and continued baking cookies; she knew all the steps involved in making cookies.
Before long, Ed came to his senses from his problem, but the god was almost scared away as soon as he returned to his place.
Carly, with her beautiful eyes wide open, had already moved closer to him.
"Carly, why are you standing so close?"
Carly stopped her head from approaching. "Lord Ed, I just wanted to see what you were laughing about. Would you like me to hear it?"
Ed looked at her. "Do you want to hear it?"
Carly glanced at Ed's smiling face. "Let's forget it! I'll go bake cookies for Sister Adelaide instead."
Carly actually wanted to hear it, but seeing Ed's expression, she decided she didn't want to anymore.
Ed felt relieved when he saw her run away.
Otherwise, Carly would want to listen, but he wouldn't tell stories suitable for children.