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The banquets of the Western courts are far more complicated than the banquets of Shenzhou and Samba.

It was nearly half past seven, but there was not a single dish on the table.

Zhao Chunliang was a little bored, since a few people took the initiative to let him pretend to be a nine-point force just now, those nobles seemed to have become smarter, and no one came up to take the initiative to find abuse.

This made Zhao Chunliang very depressed, in order not to show his cowardice in front of these so-called nobles, Zhao Chunliang has also been preparing for a long time, not only in literature, including history, politics and so on, Zhao Chunliang has prepared a lot.

"I'm so hungry!" Wu Meiba pursed her mouth and said, "Uncle, why haven't you seen dinner yet?" ”

"When I first came, I asked you to eat something, but you didn't listen, and now you know you're hungry?" Zhao Chunliang said with a smile.

"How did I know that the banquet hasn't started at half past seven, it's dark at four o'clock here, and it's about the same as ten o'clock in the country, I'm not thinking about being hungry, and I can eat more delicious food when the banquet starts later!" Wu Mei said aggrievedly.

"Don't worry, look, isn't this a snack?" Zhao Chunliang pointed not far away, Wu Mei looked in the direction Zhao Chunliang pointed, and saw several palace cooks walking into the hall with very exquisite desserts in their hands.

The desserts were placed on several tables by the chef, and the look was appetizing.

"Wow, there's my favorite red bean cake!" Wu Mei excitedly grabbed Zhao Chunliang's hand, stared at a stack of exquisite red bean cakes not far away, and whispered.

"Then I'll bring it to you." Zhao Chunliang walked to the front of the red bean cake with a smile, sandwiched two pieces of the red bean cake, and then walked back to Wu Mei's side and handed the red bean cake to Wu Mei.

"Uncle, it seems that I am the only one who eats!" Wu Mei looked left and right and said in a low voice, "Wouldn't you be embarrassed?" ”

"Isn't it for people to eat?" Zhao Chunliang smiled, "Eat, it's okay." ”

"Then I'll eat it!" Wu Mei swallowed her saliva, picked up a piece of red bean cake with a silver fork and put it in her mouth.

This red bean cake is not big, and it is just right to put in your mouth.

Wu Mei chewed a few times, with an expression of amazement on her face, and said, "Uncle, this red bean cake is so delicious, it is the best red bean cake I have ever eaten in my life." ”

"If it's delicious, you can eat more." Zhao Chunliang smiled dotingly, "I'll poach the chef here and make red bean cakes for you to eat!" ”

"Forget it, it's too luxurious." Wu Mei shook her head, for a little girl in her early twenties, Wu Mei does not have the kind of hedonistic and vain character that most of her peers will have, and this is one of the reasons why Zhao Chunliang likes her so much.

Anyway, you have to ask for an Apple computer, a mobile phone, a few thousand dollars, as for selling your body?

Here, Wu Mei just ate a piece of red bean cake, and suddenly found that many people around her were staring at her, with strange expressions.

"Uncle, why are they all looking at me?" Wu Mei asked in disbelief.

"I guess it depends on how good you eat, and they want to eat it too." Zhao Chunliang smiled, "This point, everyone is hungry." ”

"Then why don't they eat it?" Wu Mei asked.

"I don't know about that, maybe it's because of the demeanor." Zhao Chunliang shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

At this moment, Zhao Chunliang had seen Kenty. Marta walked over from the side.

"This is the first time you have attended such a court dinner, this beautiful young lady, right?" Kenty. Marta asked with a gentle smile.

Wu Mei glanced at Zhao Chunliang, as if asking Zhao Chunliang what she wanted to say.

Zhao Chunliang smiled slightly and did not speak, but Wu Mei understood what Zhao Chunliang meant, and she looked at Kenty. Marta, nodding, said, "For the first time." ”

"No wonder." Kenty. Marta had a suddenly realized expression, then looked at Zhao Chunliang and said, "Mr. Wang Jue should also be participating for the first time, right?" ”

"I've attended quite a few court dinners in Samba." Zhao Chunliang said.

"The court dinner of the Samba country? It was not the same as the court dinner at Buckingham Palace in England. "Kenty. Marta shook her head with a smile with an awe-inspiring expression, and said, "The palace banquet chefs of Buckingham Palace are all chefs who have been working in the palace for generations, and the dishes of Buckingham Palace can be said to be the most exquisite and delicious food in the world, of course, what I want to tell you is not this, I want to tell you some rules of the palace dinner." ”

"What rules?" Wu Mei forked another piece of red bean cake and put it in her mouth, and asked suspiciously.

Kenty. Marta's face stiffened slightly, and said, "That's the case, ten minutes before the palace dinner starts, there will be desserts on the table, these desserts are made by the palace pastry chef, they are extremely delicious, I think you should also feel it, right?" ”

"yes, it's delicious! Do you want to eat a piece? Wu Mei generously handed the saucer in her hand to Kenty. In front of Malta, there was a piece of red bean cake left on the plate.

"No, no, no." Kenty. Marta shook her head again and again, and said, "Beautiful young lady, for a nobleman, it is not advisable to eat desserts before the beginning of the dinner, these desserts are more of an exhibition, their exquisite appearance can make us more appetizing, so it is not polite to eat those sweets before the dinner begins, as you do." ”

"Huh?!" Wu Mei was startled, her face turned red all of a sudden, she hurriedly put the plate in her hand on the table, and said, "This, Mr. Noble, I didn't know there were such rules." ”

"There is no such rule, but this is the custom of everyone, do not move sweets before the dinner begins, this is a default rule among our nobles, of course, you may not have participated in such a level of dinner, so you don't know these, the so-called ignorant is not guilty, you don't have to worry too much, but Mr. Wangjue, you are more or less a person who has experienced the palace dinner, although it is only the court dinner of the samba royal family, but some rules are also to be kept in mind, I've always treated you as someone to respect! "Kenty. Marta said.

"I see!" Zhao Chunliang suddenly realized and said, "You guys are really strange, you have to let him look good there, obviously he is hungry, and he can't eat anything for the sake of aristocratic etiquette, but fortunately, my Mei'er is not a nobleman, Mei'er, even if you eat, the aristocracy is for the nobility, and it has nothing to do with you." ”

"Is that so?" Wu Mei asked suspiciously.

"Of course it's true, in fact, things are meant to be eaten, you make everyone here starve for three days, and then you see, who cares about your aristocratic etiquette, you just eat. Out of the way. Zhao Chunliang patted Wu Mei's health and said with relief.

"I can't say anything, Mr. Wangjue, etiquette is something that everyone must learn little by little from birth, if people don't understand etiquette, what is the difference between it and livestock?" Kenty. Marta asked.

"That's true, but, Mr. Count Marta, I've heard a saying in aristocratic etiquette that a gentleman doesn't move, right?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"Yes, fighting is a thing done by vulgar subordinates, like us nobles, we can't fight, we have to convince people with reason, even if we can't convince people with reason, we have to show our demeanor!" Kenty. Marta said solemnly.

"Look at your serious appearance, I really like it!" Zhao Chunliang laughed and suddenly slapped him. Malta's ass was pounding.

Smack, Kenty. Malta's whole person jumped up directly, and Zhao Chunliang was full of strength this time, and he made Kenty . Marta almost wanted to pull it out.

"You... What are you doing, Mr. Wangjue? "Kenty. Marta asked, confused.

"I just want to really try to see if you really don't hit people." Zhao Chunliang said with a smile, "Judging from the current situation, you are really a real nobleman!" ”

"Hehe... Yes, yes! "Kenty. The corners of Marta's mouth tugged stiffly, Zhao Chunliang could definitely make his ass hurt for several days, but because of the aristocratic etiquette, Kenty. Marta couldn't get mad at all, so he could only grit his teeth and swallow the bitter fruit into his stomach.

At this moment, a beautiful female noblewoman walked over from the side.

"Mr. Earl, I didn't expect you and Mr. Wang Jue to be good friends!" The noblewoman smiled and looked at Kentty. Marta's ass then looked at Zhao Chunliang and said, "Mr. Wangjue, introduce yourself, my name is Fiona, Lord Fiona. ”

"Hello, Lord Fiona!" Zhao Chunliang nodded and said.

"This beautiful woman from the East is so delicate in this dress!" Fiona looked at Wu Mei and said with a smile, "If I'm not mistaken, your outfit should be Pudenay's spring model this year, right?" ”

"Yes, yes!" Wu Mei nodded, although she didn't know what Pudenai was, and she didn't know what brand she was wearing, but since people asked, she had to nod, otherwise she would be treated as a bun.

"This dress, I heard that it was designed by Laura herself, and it is not sold to the public, the beauty should be Laura's friend, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have gotten this dress! Fiona said.

"yes, we're friends." Wu Mei nodded homeopathically.

"Oops, sorry, I said it wrong!" Fiona said suddenly, "This is not Pudenay's spring model at all, Pudenay is a manufacturer specializing in feed in our UK, and there is a well-known designer in this world named Laura, there is no such person as Laura at all, beauty, why did you just now... To say that this is Pudenay's spring money, and besides, you still know the Laura who doesn't exist at all?

"Huh?" Wu Mei stood stunned, she didn't expect that she would be dismantled all of a sudden.