"Yeah."
Nao took off the oil lamp fixed on the side of the carriage and moved closer to the silver pot that Erina was interested in.
The mysterious food inside suddenly revealed its true form under the light, which surprised and shocked the two of them.
"Uh, this is..." Erina looked at the things inside and took a breath: "Honey cockroach?! Sayo must be scared to death when she sees this! I didn't expect the Viscount to have such strong taste!"
"What, this is obviously not a cockroach!" Nao shook his head and said: "Look carefully, this is just... that! A small beetle!"
"Uh, is it a beetle? Anyway, it's very disgusting!" Erina said, her face full of disgust: "How could someone soak this thing in honey and pickle it! It's not an apple!"
"Speaking of honey-pickled apples, I really want to eat them. It's just a bit too expensive... As for honey-pickled peaches, they are even more expensive, but they are definitely more delicious. Pickle the peaches whole with honey... think about it I’m all hungry!”
As Nao said this, he picked up the jar of honey beetle and looked at the contents carefully, with some hesitation on his face.
"But to be honest, I have never heard of such a thing as honey-pickled longhorn beetle... Since it is something that all viscounts like to eat, isn't it very expensive? The taste is definitely not bad, right?"
"Huh? Are you serious?" Seeing her like this, Erina suddenly became nervous: "Who stipulates that the food eaten by nobles must be delicious! Think about that jar of black sauce! Uh, you don't really want to eat it, do you?"
"Hmm... I think it'll be fine if I just take a taste." Nao wasn't too sure. He hesitated for a moment while holding the jar, and then said: "Only those who dare to try can discover the delicious food! Such a jar of beetle, Wouldn’t it be a pity for us to waste it?”
"That's true..." Erina admitted that what she said made sense, and said nervously: "It would be bad if you feel uncomfortable after eating it! It's better to try it later. Take everything away now, We need to get away from the pursuers as soon as possible!"
"Yeah." Nao closed the jar again and hurriedly picked up the fruit on the ground.
At this time, in the carriage on the other side.
At noon, after confirming that the food in the basket was non-toxic, Yi Xing began to eat it with confidence.
After dinner the little basket was almost empty.
There were only a few licorice candies left inside - still in stick form.
It would be great if it could be made into a cane shape - it would look very Christmassy at first glance.
Yoshiyuki first learned about licorice candy when he read about it while visiting foreign countries.
It is mentioned in it that everyone eats roast chicken, cheese and licorice candy and drinks eggnog at Christmas.
He had eaten roast chicken at that time, but he had no idea about the taste of the latter three foods.
There was no online shopping at that time. He couldn't buy things like cheese and eggnog.
Even if there were, considering the price of these things in China, he would not be willing to part with them.
But licorice candy is an exception.
He found that they were sold in canteens.
And it’s still the same stick shape as in the book.
So, he bought one for a dime with great expectation.
But when Yi Xing unwrapped it and put it in his mouth, he only felt extremely disappointed.
He felt that it was sour and had a strange smell.
It's hard to explain exactly how this smell makes him feel. He can only describe it with vague words like "Chinese medicine smell" or "special smell" that often appears in chemistry textbooks.
All in all, it just didn’t taste good. It doesn’t taste as good as isatis root.
Therefore, it left a rather bad impression on Yoshiyuki.
In his mind, licorice candy is equivalent to "candy that tastes weird and unpleasant."
Therefore, when he saw the characters in the book happily eating licorice candies and saying that they were delicious, he felt strange.
They even think they have a problem with their sense of taste.
Maybe, there is really a problem.
After all, these characters are basically British.
But in fact, it seems that the Dutch like to eat this thing more.
It is popular throughout Europe.
So it should really just be a different perception of taste.
It's like the preserved eggs he likes are disgusting food in the eyes of many people, including the eldest lady.
Yoshiyuki once thought that he hated licorice candies because he didn't taste the authentic taste.
I thought he bought the licorice candy too cheaply, or simply bought a fake one, which is why he found it unpalatable - after all, many of the dime-priced snacks at the canteen are fakes that don't care about taste at all. Even the common milk candies are fake, let alone the uncommon licorice candies?
But he was wrong.
He later bought imported authentic licorice candies.
It still tastes bad.
Therefore, eating this on Christmas may be a ritual of suffering.
Use the pain of eating licorice candy to purify your soul.
...Looking at it from this perspective, aren’t those who like to eat licorice candy putting the cart before the horse?
Since it would take several hours to reach the destination, Yoshiyuki decided to close his eyes and rest for a while.
He felt that the client probably didn't want to harm him - at least not on the carriage.
Therefore, there is no deliberate suppression of sleepiness.
Even if you sit in a carriage and don't move at all, your body will feel tired from sitting still and bumping for a long time.
Therefore, when you want to close your eyes and rest your mind, if you don't deliberately control yourself, the sleepiness will come incessantly like you can't stop when you right-click to save a photo.
Yoshiyuki soon fell into a dream with his head down in a position that would make his cervical vertebra hurt when he woke up.
The first dream was outrageous and shameful.
That is, he was actually looking at the astringent picture with his wife and daughter, and had a rigorous and meticulous academic exchange on the subtleties of this astringent picture.
Yawen Library
It's so weird.
But very cozy.
He wanted to know if this was how he and the eldest lady would educate Xiao Ji in the future.
If so that would be desperate. If Hime-chan becomes astringent because of this, the entire responsibility lies with Erina.
He must stop the eldest lady from carrying out such unfair educational behavior.
The second dream was even weirder.
He dreamed that he had become something else.
She looked like a girl through and through, with white hair, a height of about 1.6 meters, and carrying Ji's demon sword.
She was walking on a Western-style steampunk-style street with a black-haired girl with dog ears named Eunice Hilberut.
He had never seen this girl in reality, but he was quite familiar with her in his dream.
"Is this here?" Yoshiyuki looked up at the wooden signboard with the name of the store "Fourteen Fingers" written on it, and turned to Eunice.
"Yes! This should be it!" Eunice grasped the staff tightly with both hands and replied seriously: "Please don't fight as soon as you enter... We have to quietly gather information today!"
