After a night of silence, everyone on the Zhiyuan barely had a good rest. Xiao Letian, Wang Ju, Sima Yun, and Luo Huo were conducting final strategic deliberations, hoping to do everything well before setting foot on British soil. Preparation.
Zai Chun was forced by Da Sixi to lie down in bed and rest early. At this critical moment, Emperor Tongzhi had to maintain sufficient energy.
But how could the little emperor sleep? He was in a state of excitement all day, flipping over and over while baking sesame cakes, and he kept tossing and turning until two or three in the morning before he fell asleep in a daze.
There was also Xiang Ying, the core members of this group of stormtroopers gathered together for a secret meeting in the name of a tea party, and only rested for about three hours throughout the night.
Early the next morning, when everyone walked out of the cabin, they found that everyone was staring at a pair of dark circles under their eyes. It turned out that no one had slept for more than three hours throughout the night.
"Haha, Master, you didn't sleep well either..." Zai Chun said coquettishly, scratching his head.
Before Xiao Letian could speak, Xiang Ying replied calmly from behind Zai Chun, "Master, of course he is busy. Didn't you already know that? Otherwise, how could you forget the regular greetings..."
Listening to Xiang Ying's sarcasm, Zai Chun blushed and ignored him. He smiled apologetically at Xiao Letian and said, "Master, I've been standing all day and I'm really tired... I heard that you were meeting with Wang Ju, so I didn't dare to disturb you." Let’s go rest first…”
"Haha, let's take a rest. You look sallow, don't you have a good rest? You'd better take care of your body and bones..." Xiang Ying walked into the restaurant while wiping Zai Chun's body, leaving behind his taunting words.
"You! Master, look at him...why is he like this?" Zai Chun was so angry that he didn't know how to refute him.
Xiao Letian waved his hand, "Let's go, let's go. It's not a big deal. I bicker every day and go to eat... We will be able to enter the English Channel in a while, and the scene will be more spectacular than yesterday. You Remember to eat more in the morning!”
The large kitchen knew that the nobles stayed up late, so Liu Dadao took people to cook ginseng soup at two o'clock in the morning. The guinea fowl sent by the British supply ship was a rare species in the Qing Dynasty.
The old wild ginseng brought from China was put together in a large clay pot to make soup. It was simmered over low heat until morning. When the lid was opened, the strong aroma of the ingredients came out.
"Long live my Lord, you have to drink two more bowls today. Why did you stay up late again? Woohoo... I feel so bad for you, slave!" Liu Dadao actually wiped away his tears in front of everyone.
He was not afraid of his identity being exposed. Anyway, his identity was that of the imperial cook of the Forbidden City. Even if he expressed his loyalty to the emperor in front of everyone, he should be treated accordingly.
Strangely enough, it was really dark under the lights. The more Liu Dadao showed his loyalty to the little emperor in front of everyone, the more the CIA felt that he was harmless, and the level of suspicion became lower and lower.
The breakfast is very rich, including silver rolls, gold and silver steamed buns, fried dough sticks, door-nail bean buns, meat and vegetable buns... there are more than ten kinds of staple food.
The side dishes are even more abundant, including Western-style fruit salad, stewed sea fish, charcoal-grilled fish fillets, and even make-shift fish floss, plus a variety of rich vegetables, and a long table is filled.
Of course, the highlight is the large clay pot of ginseng soup. This is a limited supply. Only officers above a major can get a bowl, and only big figures such as Xiao Letian and Zai Chun can have an unlimited supply.
But this thing gets angry after drinking too much. Xiao Letian hasn't touched a woman for three months. He doesn't dare to drink too much. If his nose spurts blood again in social situations, it will be a joke.
The meal that Zai Chun ate was not sweet, because he had something on his mind. As he was eating the bean buns with bean sprouts, he pushed them up to the tip of his nose. Xiao Letian kept pointing at his mouth with chopsticks.
Xiao Sixi next to him felt ashamed for His Majesty and whispered, "Long live my Lord, please stay calm and drink some ginseng soup..."
Zai Chun knew that there must be a lot of things going on today and he was very busy. It was uncertain whether he would be able to eat lunch and dinner. If he met a distinguished guest for a banquet, then no matter how good the food was, he would only be able to touch his lips. He wanted to eat it. It is impossible to be full.
So now I have to force myself to eat more, and I have to press down hard. After eating two bean buns, Zai Chun set his sights on a basket of crab meat dumplings, which were filled with pure crab meat. Countries along the Mediterranean Sea sent Zai Chun a whole boatload of seafood every day. There were so many crabs that it became a Disaster.
However, in diplomatic situations, you have to accept gifts from others, so you can only let the imperial chefs use their best to cook them in various ways.
Pure crab meat xiaolongbao is Liu Dadao's idea. After eating it, Zai Chun decided on the spot to name it the best in the world, and also supported Liu Dadao to open a store like this in the future.
The result made Xiao Letian rant, "How do you open a shop for such expensive buns? This can only be eaten by the rich and famous. Even the middle class cannot afford it. You'd better keep him in the imperial dining room!"
Zai Chun didn't dare to refute the master, so he had to stuff it into his mouth. But as soon as he ate two buns, a figure suddenly rushed in from outside the cabin door. It was Wang Junlan, the personal secretary of Bureau Wang and the leader of the daily care team.
"Head of State... Your Majesty... come out quickly! We have already bypassed the Brittany Peninsula. We have left the Bay of Biscay and entered the strait, the English Channel..."
"What are you yelling about? You have no composure at all. What's weird about entering the strait..." Wang Huaiyuan became angry when he saw the rough appearance of his men.
But today Wang Junlan didn't care about etiquette. He gasped and said, "Führer, all members of the British fleet have gone on deck, and their formation has also changed... They are welcoming a warship in the strait!"
"Oh my God, the British sent a sailing warship to welcome us..."
Xiao Letian was also anxious: "Don't gasp, what's going on? What's so great about a sailing battleship?"
"Führer, it's the Victory! It's the Victory that General Nelson is riding on! The British have sent the Victory to greet us..."
There was a crisp sound, and everyone saw that the coffee cup in Xiang Ying's hand had broken to the ground. The expression on the young captain's face was already dull.
Before three seconds passed, Xiang Ying jumped up and ran away!
Xiao Letian also reacted. He grabbed Zai Chun and said, "Let's get out quickly! This is the spiritual totem of the British Royal Navy, and we must pay enough respect!"
"What a great gesture. Nelson is the God of War of the British Navy!"
Zai Chun was dragged by his master and stumbled forward, shouting as he ran, "What's going on? What's going on? Who is Nelson? What the hell kind of battleship is the Victory..."
"Master, please take stock, it hurts..."
But when the two rushed to the front deck, the scene on the sea shocked them!
