"I'm going to talk to you today! You want to ask where is the most noble place in this empire? Don't ask, everyone knows that the palace is the most elegant and the most noble! But no, everything in the palace is very particular. It's authentic, the bed is made of ancient golden nanmu, the dishes are delicacies sent by thousands of stars as tribute, the tea is extinct imperial tribute tea, and even the toilet seat is made of gold."
As he said that, the boss gave a thumbs up and made a one-arm giant swing.
"That's called an tunnel!"
The three of them were stunned for a moment, wondering how they got involved in the palace.
"But although everything in the palace is good, there are still some shortcomings. Don't you get tired of eating delicacies from the mountains and seas every day? It is said that the God Emperor left the palace one day to visit the people and walked to an alley next to the west gate of the Eternal City. I happened to be hungry, so I saw a stall not far away, where a couple was pouring water. The God Emperor couldn't bear the hunger, so he stepped forward and asked for a bowl. It was filled with offal and only some ginger and green onions. The ingredients, and some salt flowers, have you ever drunk this? It was difficult to swallow it at first, but I still couldn't help but feel hungry. I covered my nose with one hand and held the bowl with the other. After drinking the structure into my mouth, I suddenly felt The taste was better than the delicacies in the palace. Not only did the fatigue disappear, but the spirit was also particularly refreshing. I couldn't help praising it as a unique delicacy in the world, and named it Haggis, which is the ancient saying "one pot of fresh food". After that, this delicacy was served in It has been spread among the people that our family has been doing this for generations, and it is said that the couple that the God Emperor met are our ancestors."
The other party spoke vividly, but the three of them were stunned for a moment, and even Doge was shaken.
"Has your emperor also eaten this stuff?"
"Isn't it? And I dare say that ours is the most authentic Haggis in the surrounding hundreds of kilometers. All the old Terrans must be like this! Not to mention how authentic it is!"
"Okay, here are three bowls, big bowls."
"Hey, Connoisseur!"
Under the thumb of the boss, Rozim took the ticket and went to the window to collect it. The workman's movements were extremely nimble. The small panel soaked in the soup was quickly cut into diamond shapes, the bean skin was cut into triangles, and the internal organs were chopped into small pieces. , and quickly scooped a ladle of old soup from the pot into the bowl, then added some minced garlic, chili oil, etc., and a piping hot bowl was served in less than ten seconds.
However, there were quite a lot of people in the place, and the three of them could only share a table with two other people, who were still wearing the uniforms of airport staff and eating haggis.
The three of them sat down and looked at each other. In the end, Rozim moved the spoon first.
He took a sip of the soup first. The taste was indeed mellow, but he felt it was too cloudy and not rich in fat.
"No problem, let's eat."
Just as Rozim was about to take his second bite, he heard someone beside him whisper:
"Don't listen to that boss's nonsense. The God Emperor has eaten it."
Rozim turned his head and found that the other party had finished eating. He wiped his mouth with paper, and then looked at Rozim with a smile.
"First time on Terra?"
"Ah, yes."
"Well, if money is not tight, there are nine famous restaurants in the North Khmer District, where the legendary royal cuisine can be found, but the price is not cheap. One meal can cost me a year's salary to make. This haggis is pure There are many nobles and rich people in Terra who eat stuff that coolies eat. They eat countless various animals every day, but they generally don’t eat offal. These things are thrown away as garbage, and some people pick them up and make them. Vegetables, this is what the poor people use to supplement protein and satisfy their cravings. Also, the prices at this Gourihei shop are quite expensive. A big bowl outside is only 20, but he has doubled it. , we just want to trick you aliens. We have no choice. Our workplace is here and we can’t leave casually. We can only make peace with you occasionally. To be honest, you can just find a stall at random."
After saying that, the two people left. When the other party said this, Rozim also knew that he had been fooled, but he had no choice but to eat hastily and then go to the rail train station.
On the way into the station, the three of them also encountered a special drink that seemed to be made from fermented beans. Rozim showed strong interest, but after taking a sip, the three of them spit it out almost simultaneously. .
8 hours later——
Ding dong~
As the doorbell rang, Scyna, who had just gotten up and was about to have breakfast, walked downstairs in confusion. Her slippers made a pitter-patter sound on the floor. She thought it was a courier at first, but after opening the door, she saw someone in front of her. The person stunned her.
"Hey! Long time no see!"
I saw a man standing outside the door wearing a black coat, a white vest underneath, black trousers and white socks, with a shiny gold belt buckle, a small hat with ancient Terra characteristics on his big bald head, and a small hat hanging on his big nose. He has small gold-rimmed eyes, and black round lenses that just cover the beads. Two big iron balls are rolling in his right hand.
To his left stood a dwarf wearing a very festive red coat, also wearing a pair of small sunglasses on his face. To his right was a skinny and wretched guy, also wearing black clothes and a white vest, with greasy middle-parted hair and trousers. He was loose, with two small mustaches under his nose, and he was also wearing some unknown pair of small sunglasses.
"Have you eaten yet?"
Scyna looked at those guys with playful smiles. Although they felt that their words sounded familiar, they instinctively disgusted her, so she immediately prepared to close the door.
"Hey hey hey——"
The other party quickly put his foot in.
"Me! Rozim! It's me!"
"ah?"
Scyna, who was about to take out her self-defense weapon, quickly opened the door when she heard this, and then saw the three of them taking off their glasses.
It was indeed that Rozim.
"Why are you like this?"
"Isn't this Terra's traditional dress?"
"Tsk."
Scyna immediately let the three people in and closed the door.
"Who did you listen to? Who did you learn from?"
"On the street."
Rozim looked up and looked around, clicking his tongue and saying:
"Sister, your house is quite big. I thought I was in the wrong place at first. It has three floors, right?"
"There is also a basement, which is three and a half floors."
"I passed by a place with a green sign that said it was selling houses. I saw that the land price was not cheap. It cost hundreds of thousands of throne coins per square meter. The money I have is not enough for your house. The throne coins are also very expensive. A piece of it. Smaller spaceships only cost around 100,000 yuan."
"It's all passed down from our ancestors. Who would sell it easily?"
As she spoke, Scyna tied up her loose hair, and then looked at the three people who were still looking around.
"Have you had breakfast?"
"Ah, I've had breakfast, but... it seems like it's morning here? I had it at the airport before, so it should be lunch."
"It's the same, I happened to bark too much."
Then the three of them were led to the restaurant. There was a pile of pasta they didn't recognize on the table, with many wrinkles on the round surface.
"I originally planned to keep it in the refrigerator until it was finished."
With that said, she walked aside and made drinks for the three of them, and the three of them sat down on the chairs without being polite.
"Why did you come to Terra this time?"
"Come here with friends."
After finishing speaking, Rozim picked up a piece of pasta and took a bite. Then he saw that it was full of meat fillings and nodded. Suddenly his arm suddenly turned and he gave a thumbs up.
"This is so authentic! It tastes good. What is it called?"
"Baozi. No, who did you learn this from?"
Scyna rolled her eyes at Rozim, immediately placed the brewed drinks in front of the three of them, and then made a drink herself.
"It's rare that you come to me again. Originally, I thought I might never see you again in this life."
"That won't work. Tyra has to come here once in her life, let alone a rich woman with a lot of money."
Scyna chuckled upon hearing this.
"I'm not a rich woman. I can only say that it's pretty good. Are you planning to travel?"
"Ah, that's right."
"Are you going to see the Astral Knights' victory parade in the near future?"
"That's for sure!"
"I happen to be planning to go too, so let's go together."
(End of chapter)
