Chapter 1105: Damn Chef!

It was the first time that the little nun was called Miss Doom.

She was originally a monk.

It's very impolite to call her Miss—

In addition to being impolite, it is also very untimely.

But Tang Huan called it like this, and she just heard it casually. I didn't take it to heart.

"Mr. Tang, it won't be long before you and I are enemies. There is no need for polite pleasantries. Miss Ei walked calmly towards her destination.

Tang Huan followed behind, like her little brother.

Tang Huan noticed that Miss E was no stranger to this. It's not the first time I've taken care of it.

"Miss E has already been here?" Tang Huan smiled.

"I came here a day before Mr. Tang. I've already had a lunch with Prince Kod. Miss Ei said lightly.

When Tang Huan heard this, he immediately asked, "What kind of person is Prince Kede?"

"Does Mr. Tang care about this?" Miss Er did not stop, but continued to move forward. "When I see Prince Kode later, won't Mr. Tang know?"

This little nun really doesn't know how to be funny.

Tang Huan shook his head, didn't ask any more questions, and followed Miss E to her destination.

An extremely spacious dining room.

The table was lit with candles.

But Tang Huan didn't have the heart to eat a candlelight lunch at all. In his eyes, there is no such thing as romance. I only feel that this huge restaurant is filled with an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

As with the outside, there isn't a single window in the restaurant. So even if it's a blue day, this restaurant looks gloomy. It's very dim. Despite the candlelight, it still makes people feel emotionally depressed. It's hard to help yourself.

Tang Huan looked left and right, the placement of this restaurant is very exquisite, and at first glance, it is arranged by people with taste and aesthetics-

But apart from him and Miss E, there is no third person in the restaurant.

It's getting weirder.

Creak.

Suddenly.

There was the sound of wheels crashing against the wooden floor at the side door of the dining room. Tang Huan heard the sound and saw a metal wheelchair coming slowly.

In the wheelchair, sat an old man with gray hair.

He was disheveled, looking extremely vicissitudes and gloomy.

Between the eyebrows and eyes, it is also full of cloudy colors. Like a man of sanity. It's extremely weird.

The wheelchair was pushed over by a middle-aged woman.

The woman is dressed plainly, and her facial features are also ordinary. is a pair of blue eyes, which looks very energetic.

The old man in a wheelchair came slowly, raised his cloudy eyes and glanced at the two of them, raised his hand slightly and said, "Please sit." ”

The voice is muddy and decaying. It was as if it had experienced endless destruction and torture. Hoarse.

Miss E was not polite, and slowly sat down when she heard the sound.

Tang Huan looked at Prince Kede delicately-

Such a featureless old man is the owner of this island?

Even Prince Hall and Her Majesty the Queen are quite jealous of the imperial uncle?

At least from Tang Huan's perspective at the moment, this old man may have a hard time even standing up.

What decisive influence could he have on this struggle for imperial power?

Tang Huan smiled slightly and took the initiative to say hello: "His Royal Highness the Prince——"

"I'm just an ordinary person imprisoned here. Prince Cod said in a hoarse voice. "Mr. Tang, you're welcome. ”

Well, Brother Huan's very businessmanlike greetings did not get a response from Prince Kod. He was a little bored, so he had to sit down slowly.

Lunch was not sumptuous. Just a home-cooked English lunch. It wasn't even as delicious as the breakfast that Belier prepared for Tang Huan.

Tang Huan didn't have much appetite when he came here, but now when he saw that lunch was so monotonous, he was even more desperate to have a full meal.

He sipped red wine and seemed to be calm. But the heart is turned a thousand times.

He did not know the purpose of Prince Kod's invitation to dine. But if you want to say that you are just doing the friendship of the landlord, you don't believe it if you kill Tang Huan.

He and Miss Er are not here to visit. It's with a purpose. will even be involved in this battle for imperial power. In this regard, Prince Kode is naturally also clear.

Therefore, Tang Huan has reason to believe that Prince Kede's invitation to dinner for the two also has a sense of temptation.

The atmosphere at the table was even more dull than Tang Huan imagined. Prince Code ate ate his lunch very carefully. It was as if the almost shabby dish on his plate was the most delicious lunch in the world.

On the other hand, Miss Er also dined as usual. It's not unusual.

This makes Tang Huan a bit different-

He didn't use his knife and fork much, just drank red wine in small sips. Thoughtful look.

"The food is not to your liking?" Prince Cod asked.

"It's not. Tang Huan shook his head slightly and said hypocritically. "It's just that I'm too full for breakfast and I'm not very hungry yet. ”

"Bellier is a caring housekeeper. The breakfast he arranged for Mr. Tang must have been very rich. Prince Kode nodded slightly. "I was negligent. ”

To be reasonable, everything on this island belongs to this fiefdom lord.

No matter how rich the breakfast arranged by Belier, it was made from local materials, using the same resources of Prince Kode.

In saying this, it seems that Prince Kode is too humble.

But on the whole, Prince Kede left an impression on Tang Huan. It's not bad.

He was like an old man with a somewhat dull and eccentric personality. But as much as the friendship of the landlord, he still did a more decent job. And it didn't leave anything to criticize.

Probably the only thing that wasn't so thoughtful was that the lunch was very ordinary. It's so ordinary that it doesn't even count as a home-cooked taste.

Tang Huan was a little puzzled. How could this noble imperial uncle entertain himself to eat such unpalatable things?

Soon, Prince Kode got to the point.

"For thirty long years, I ate the food on the table, day after day, year after year. Prince Kode put down his knife and fork, and his tone seemed to be plain, but it was faintly cold. "I haven't even changed the taste. That damn chef is so torturous. Even the saltiness is exquisitely mastered. You don't feel the slightest sense of freshness. ”

"After eating, I couldn't feel like I was eating. It's just a mechanized filling of the stomach. Prince Code said slowly. Then he raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Tang Huan. "Mr. Tang. Have you ever tried eating the same thing until you vomited? ”

"Mr. Tang. I think even if you go to jail, no matter how shabby the food is, you won't eat the exact same food every day and every meal, right?"

"It was the most brutal torture of human beings. The most devastating. ”

Prince Kode sighed softly, as if to sigh something.

It's as if he is using an alternative way to vent his inner resentment.

"Miss E. Prince Code glanced at the little nun again. "Even if you become a monk and don't eat meat for the rest of your life, you won't eat the same food every day, right?"

"No, it won't. Miss E shook her head lightly.

He was not confused by Prince Kode's sudden words.

She ate the lunch very carefully, and it didn't seem to make waves.

"After I slowly transitioned from a prisoner to the owner of this island. I haven't changed my diet. I still eat the same food day in and day out. Prince Code said slowly. "I just wanted to remind myself. Who gave me all this? ”

Tang Huan's heart sank.

This Prince Kode's resentment is deep, beyond ordinary people's imagination.

"Mr. Tang. Do you think I should take revenge on those who tortured me?" Prince Code's tone gradually became cold and ruthless. "Should I let them taste what I've endured all these years?"