By the time Lane returned to the hillside church, it was already past dinner time. {with}{dream} щ{suimеng][lā}

As he had predicted, Berserker made quite a fuss as he made his way to Tullyface. The simple-minded guy had no idea what a route was, and simply followed Shakespeare's direction. When encountering mountains and mountains, crossing rivers and rivers, there is a road to walk, there is no road to step out of a road, making the chickens and dogs jump, and there is no peace.

Fortunately, there are no villages and towns between the two points and the line between Sigeosoara and Tulliface, and only the traces of the suburbs of Sigeosoara need to be cleared away so that there will be no suspicion. Even so, it took Lane a full six hours to get the job done.

"Alas, it's either your own body or it's inconvenient, the strength of this isotope is still a little weaker, but fortunately, the ability comes from the same source. ”

Whining casually and rubbing his somewhat sore shoulders, Rien bypassed the nave of the church and made his way to the living area in the backyard.

Compared with the solemn nave, the layout of the backyard is obviously much more austere, and it can be seen that the original intention of the hillside church is indeed to serve God and not pay attention to personal pleasure.

It's a pity that at this moment, the simple backyard exudes a smell that is incompatible with Qing Xiu.

Intense, mellow, with a fiery fragrance - this is the taste of liquor, and it is a unique aroma that can only be found in highly baijiu.

Without looking with his eyes, Lane knew that this was the masterpiece of Semiramis, that this woman had nothing to do with the church from head to toe, from dress to temperament, and it was not at all surprising that drinking in the church happened to her.

Sure enough, before I had walked a few steps, I heard the familiar voice with a slight laziness and decadence:

"Oh~ You're back, master. I just found something good, would you like to taste it together?"

"I mean, it seems to be my treasure. Riene looked at Semiramis who was sitting in the courtyard, then at the pottery vessel in her hand, and the corners of her mouth twitched, "Where did you turn it out?" ”

"Who knows. Semiramis blushed cheeks, I don't know if it was because of the upsurge of alcohol, or if he was a little embarrassed, "Just look for it and find it." This wine called Wuliangye is really good, but the burning throat is uncomfortable, and I have never drunk such wine in my life. ”

"Of course you haven't drunk anything like this, and the distillation technology wasn't yet invented in your lifetime. ”

Lane didn't have a good airway. This wine was obtained from China with great difficulty, it is said to be a hundred years old, and it was intended to be used to entertain an old man, but he did not expect it to be turned out by Semiramis.

Forget it, since the wine has been opened, there is no need to think so much. Isn't there such a sentence, there is wine today and drunk today, and tomorrow there is something to take care of him (-_-!) mother.

Thinking so, Rien put his worries behind him and walked into the kitchen.

"Master, won't you share it with me?"

"Wait for me for a while, it's not as interesting as drinking and not having snacks. ”

When Li En came out of the room again, he had an extra plate of peanuts, a plate of preserved eggs, and two blue and white porcelain wine glasses in his hand—Semiramis was actually drinking white wine with a goblet, how awkward it looked.

"Well, a classic appetizer from one of the world's greatest food civilizations. ”

"That's all, and dare to claim the world's greatest food civilization? Compared with my court dinner, it is not at all a level. ”

Looking at Semiramis with the strictest disdain despite his hazy appearance, Lane sighed, "Ignorance is terrible. ”

"What do you mean?"

"The major civilizations in this world, in terms of origin, are not the earliest, and they are not necessarily the strongest in the world compared to others. But there is one thing that all the civilizations in the world combined can't compare to my flower grower, and that is to eat. It's not that I look down on your Assyrian Empire, your empire just stretches to this day, and I can beat any of the eight major cuisines of the flower family, believe it or not?"

"It's hard for me to believe that there are only these two appetizers. ”

"That's because you don't understand. ”

Lynn snatched the jar from Semiramis's hand, filled the blue and white porcelain glass, and handed it over.

"Classics aren't just about elegance, especially when it comes to eating. Palace-level delicacies are classics, but not what everyone in a commoner's house would make? Take the most common milk bread for breakfast as an example, dare you say it's not classic?"

"Well, I'll admit it's a classic, but-"

"Do you think it's incommensurate with this fine wine, and it's hard to get into the hall of elegance?"

Seeing that Semiramis acquiesced, Lane continued: "That's what you don't understand. In the flower planter, whether it is good or bad wine, whether it is an upper-class person or a low-class person, they all like to use these to accompany the wine. The difference is nothing more than to make a presentation depending on the occasion and make it look better. If you think about it, instead of using this kind of white porcelain plate, change to this kind of blue and white porcelain plate, carve a flower with red and white radish, and decorate it with a little shredded celery, is it immediately tasted? However, the essence has not changed, peanuts are still peanuts, and preserved eggs are still preserved eggs. I don't deny that visuals are important, but in food culture, delicious is the last word - come, eat a few peanuts, take a sip of wine, you don't feel good to find me!"

Semiramis suspiciously picked up a peanut, put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully, and after a while he picked up another one, then took a sip from his glass.

Rien smiled and asked, "How do you feel?"

Semiramis bowed slightly: "It's really better to only drink." ”

That's right, the word of mouth of 1.2 billion people guarantees that it will not be wrong. Try preserved eggs again, which is also a craft that can only be eaten by flower growers. ”

With peanuts in front of Zhuyu, Semiramis's attitude towards preserved eggs was much better, and after a glass of wine, the Assyrian empress finally became interested in what Rie called the world's first food civilization: "I'm curious, what is the highest level of the greatest food civilization in your mouth?"

"The highest level is the state banquet, and the most famous is the Manchu and Han banquet - a total of one hundred and eight dishes, which is regarded as a treasure and the highest state of Chinese cuisine culture. The color, aroma, plating and even dining etiquette are very particular. Compared to that, the so-called court banquets in other countries are not worth mentioning at all. ”

Dawn's leisurely appearance, along with the name of "Manchu Han Quanxi", was imprinted in Semiramis's heart.

"I'd love to see it when I have the chance. ”

"Do you prefer this kind of high-profile banquet to this kind of home-cooked side dishes?"

"That's right, what I'm looking for is the taste of wealth. ”

"I see. Dawn thought thoughtfully.

"What 'I see'?"

"Nothing. Among the followers, there also seem to be some types who hate spirits, but are very positive about eating and sleeping. Most of these people are royalty. ”

"This is not surprising. Most of the so-called kings are better than anyone else, and they pursue a variety of things. That's the fate of a king. ”

"It seems that there is also a king whose purpose is simplicity?"

"That's because they already have in their hands something like 'power' that is more necessary than everything else, so they play this trick. As kings, they are basically tyrannical. No, it's not tyrannical. ”

Having said all this, Semiramis suddenly closed his mouth.

"Ah, I'm sorry to talk to you about so many useless things. ”

"No, no, it was a pleasure to listen to the Assyrian empress tell the king. ”

Dawn laughed inexplicably.

"What's wrong?"

"Ah, the more I think about it, the happier it becomes. If the position is reversed, the words are okay. If I were a servant and you were the master, this would be a matter of course. However, the reality is reversed. In the Holy Grail War, the master-slave system can sometimes create such a strange situation. ”

"Well, that's true. Although I am accustomed to being served, I am not accustomed to serving others. It's not too late, shall we exchange?"

Lane shook his head back and forth and replied, "Forgive me for refusing, you are not the kind of monarch to serve. ”

Hearing this, a mischievous light flashed in Semiramis's pale eyes, and she murmured:

"The name of the world's oldest poisoner is not a façade, is it, Bensemiramis, how can you summon it?"

PS: There are two more chapters in Lien's role, one chapter is written about the first meeting with the empress, and the other chapter paves the way for the next battle, and you will hide behind the scenes for almost a month after that.