White Sugar Was a Hit

Victor was thoroughly pleased with the food at the welcome banquet. Raine Kingdom truly deserved its reputation as an ancient land with a flourishing culture. It had existed for so long that every trade had developed far beyond anything in the culinary wasteland of the Vela Region.

Victor was sampling a lamb chop. Even setting aside the spices, the cooking technique alone impressed him: it had been prepared using the confit method. The chop had been trimmed of any large pieces of fat, yet the meat remained wonderfully tender and rich with flavor.

And the lamb was not the only treat. Victor had also tried fried shrimp prepared in a style reminiscent of typhoon shelter shrimp, along with beef soup under a flaky pastry crust. Raine Kingdom's cooking had clearly reached an impressive level. At the very least, the kingdom was prosperous enough to support people who could devote their time to refining culinary techniques.

Brando came up beside Victor, his face full of pleading. "Godfather, I want another piece of honey cake!"

Victor patted Brando's head. "Brando, you should eat more fish, shrimp, and beef. They'll help you grow smarter and stronger. Don't keep filling up on cake."

"But honey cake is dessert!"

Victor glanced at the honey cake on a nearby table and sighed. Its texture could not even compare to the old-fashioned cakes from his previous life, yet people called it dessert. It was not as soft or tasty as a brown sugar steamed bun.

His godson's usual diet must have been terribly limited. Victor decided that, once he returned to Vela, he would send Brando a few cooks. At the very least, they could broaden his taste in food.

He patted Brando's head again. "But tonight is special, so you can have one more piece. Remember