After ten days of silent waiting in Venice, no other voices appeared, and Spain was still arguing with the Ottomans, both believing that it was the other party's problem.

Since they love and kill each other so much, then I won't worry about it. Before the arrival of summer, the fleet set out from Venice to prepare for the return to London.

The gold coins financed by Spain had been shipped away in batches, and our fleet had gone away in a very elegant manner without any pressure.

Of course, before leaving, I also bought some gifts from Venice to take back to the UK, so I had to walk around with some people.

It was early summer when I sailed out of the Mediterranean, and as I passed near Seville, I asked the local spies in Mexico to report back that there were two hottest things to do in Spain and even on the European continent at the moment.

One is the recent hyped gold robbery, and the other is the "potato invasion" that makes people laugh.

Speaking of potato invasions, it is definitely one of the major oolong events in the history of human development. Potatoes native to the Andes Mountains have been controversial since the moment they were "born", but they have managed to conquer the appetite of most people and become the fourth largest variety of food in the world.

This spring, navigators returning from the new continent brought potatoes to Italy and England, and then to Belgium, Germany, Austria and France.

People were initially interested in this novel plant, and the introduction of other new species set off a wave of popularity from the royal family to the market.

In Spain, people regard potatoes as ornamental plants, and they like the long flowering period and strong fragrance of potato flowers, and everyone in the princes and nobles has a fashion of cultivating potato flowers at home.

However, in France and other countries, the attitude towards potatoes was very unfriendly, and the French regent Catherine decreed that potatoes were the seeds that brought leprosy, the "devil's apple", and that they were forbidden to be cultivated throughout France.

Potatoes also suffered Waterloo in England - after the Queen of England received this tribute, she was puzzled by its ugly image and finally handed it over to the court chef.

The imperial chef was probably also an academic, and when he came up, he threw away the roots of the most ugly potatoes that grew, leaving behind the fragrant Wharton seedlings and leaves, and used all his strength to cook a feast for the nobles, including Queen Elizabeth I.

This result is naturally full of absurd words, a handful of bitter tears, potatoes are banned from the whole country, and Sir Raleg, who brought back potatoes, is suspected of having problems with loyalty, and is being censored these days, which is really more unjust than Dou E!

But what can Lareg say? The king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die, but he is loyal, but in exchange for such a result, he only feels desperate in his heart, but he has nothing to say.

I almost squirted when I heard the news! It's a shame that these unscrupulous Britons, half of their paper-thin recipes are held up by potatoes – fish and chips – to dig the grave of the discoverer of potatoes today.

So I ordered, to speed up and get to London as fast as I could, and I would give Sir Lalege - no! Justify the name of the potato!

The Palace of Westminster is green in midsummer, and in the UK, vegetation is as important as people's breath and bread.

"Marquis of Mexico, you make me very embarrassed!" Elizabeth I sat on a chair in the drawing room, frowned slightly, and said, "Tell me, what kind of reward do you hope to receive for such a great achievement again?"

I knew, of course, that she was referring to my use of the bait of regaining my "fiefdom" to attract the main forces of the Spanish Navy to the New World.

I don't have much to say about it, since Elizabeth I decided to do it, she was prepared for it. And the so-called reward is actually not very attractive to me, and I have benefited a lot from being able to do a lot in her name.

So I bowed down and said gentlemanly: "Your Majesty, every flower and tree you have given me is a treasure, which I love from the bottom of my heart, and I am not picky."

Elizabeth I looked at me with complicated eyes and asked in a low voice, "Is this the wisdom from the East?" I was just thinking about this mysterious knowledge with you! ”

I smiled and replied, "As you wish!" Your Majesty, when you are in the mood. But ......"

A strange smile appeared on my face, and the queen was very curious, and immediately asked, "But what?"

I shook my head with a wry smile and said, "I'm afraid I have to give you a suggestion - fire that poor and pathetic imperial chef!" He deprives you of the right to taste a great food! ”

"Great food, what's that?" Isabella, who was next to her, apparently prefers to study diets, asked with a smile.

But I smiled and didn't say a word, and took something out of my pocket - potatoes!

"Oh! Oh my God! Marquis of Mexico, you have taken such a terrible thing! I've ordered not to see it in England not far away! Elizabeth I said with a pale face.

"I still feel sick to my stomach!" Isabella added.

I laughed twice, shook my head, and said, "That's why I said that Her Majesty should get rid of that stupid chef, not this cute little thing!"

Elizabeth I frowned and said, "If it wasn't you but someone else, I've been kicked out by now, Marquis of Mexico."

I bowed slightly, "Soon you will be grateful for all that I have brought you, Your Majesty!" The importance of this great plant to Britain can be compared to the victory over the Black Death! ”

The Black Death was a stubborn disease that plagued Britain and even Europe for hundreds of years, and the importance of overcoming it was related to the survival and development of the nation. And I, as a "wise, erudite, mysterious, and miraculous" person, do not blindly draw analogies between these two things.

Since I have said it, there must be something that I have not yet figured out - Elizabeth I said to herself. So she suppressed the unhappiness in her heart, and asked in as calm a tone as possible, "I'm listening, Marquis of Mexico."

Holding the potato in my left hand, I said in a doctrinal tone like a missionary, "Potatoes, or potatoes, as we may call them, are a very delicious and nutritious thing."

As I spoke, I made a full expression of regret and said, "I'd rather lose black tea, red wine, or some other delicacy than lose it, and at least have some other replacement."

Elizabeth shook her head in disbelief, but didn't interrupt me. So I continued: "What's more: potatoes only need one tuber cut into cubes to reproduce – putting aside the foolish idea that asexual reproduction is a sin – this thing can replace staple food and feed your countless people and armies in years of famine!"

When Elizabeth I heard this, she was already interested in it - as a leader, she would not judge a thing based on her personal likes and dislikes - especially a new species that was said to be a strategic commodity!

So, Elizabeth I frowned slightly and said, "Maybe this potato really has that magical ability as you said, but it is poisonous!" We can all prove it! ”

I laughed again, and they looked at me with puzzled expressions, not understanding why I was laughing.

I wiped away my tears from laughter and gasped, "That's why I didn't want you to fire that stupid chef - this magical thing eats ugly-looking roots, not beautiful but poisonous stems and leaves!"

"Oh! Oh my God! Elizabeth I shook her head and said, "That thing looks like an old man's face, how can you eat it?" You're kidding, Marquis of Mexico! ”

I shook my head and said, "No, Your Majesty, please lend me a knife!" All right? ”

My wish was soon granted, and there was nothing to worry about in this heavily guarded Palace of Westminster. So a delicate silver knife was quickly delivered to me.

I very neatly sliced off the shredded potatoes, pulled a knife, and cut them into even pieces or strips, and then continued: "You see, beneath its rough and frightening exterior, it has such a smooth heart."

Elizabeth I covered her mouth and laughed: "Are you analogy with yourself? Marquis of Mexico! ”

I spread my hands and said, "Compared to its inconsistencies, I should describe it more appropriately as a show of wisdom."

Elizabeth I laughed and said, "This is not in keeping with the Eastern philosophy that you have always followed."

I shook my head and exaggeratedly said, "Today we only talk about food, not philosophy!"

With that, I continued, "If I could, I would like to make a table with potatoes, would you like to taste this delicacy?" Of course, I'll eat it for you first! ”

Elizabeth I was so intrigued by me that after her and Isabella's many inspections, a potato feast I made was served on the table in the Palace of Westminster restaurant!

Braised baby potatoes, salt-and-pepper baby potatoes, roasted beef with potatoes, stewed pork ribs with potatoes, mashed potatoes with blueberries, shredded potatoes with vinegar, shredded potatoes, baked potatoes, and a classic combination of chips and fried fish.

Looking at the dazzling potato feast, Elizabeth I and Isabella were a little dumbfounded - they didn't know how to eat.

I saluted and said gracefully, "I'm showing you not just food, but culture!" I hope you enjoy! ”

As I spoke, I took a little bit from each serving and happily ate it.

After waiting for a while, seeing that I was okay and looking anxious to eat, Isabella said, "Your Majesty, I'll try it first!"

So, in the eyes of Elizabeth I, who was both appreciative and afraid, he sent his knife and fork to the potato stew and pork ribs, the most visually effective dish.

As soon as she took a bite of it, she immediately screamed loudly! Elizabeth I stood up in fright, and the guard next to her even drew his sword!

I watched with a smile on my face, and Elizabeth I's eyes were fixed on Isabella and asked, "What the hell is going on?"

Isabella was so excited that she almost shed tears, and immediately ate another piece, before she completely ignored the lady's image and said vaguely: "Auntie! I swear! I've never eaten anything so delicious! I swear! I have to eat it every day! ”

As he spoke, he began to stretch his knife and fork towards the braised small potatoes, but he didn't get it up a few times, and he was suddenly a little anxious.

I took out a pair of chopsticks and said with a smile: "To eat oriental rice, you need to use oriental culture and utensils." As she spoke, Lisso gave her a few pieces.

Isabella's eyes lit up when she saw the chopsticks and asked me for a pair, but she couldn't use them. I smiled and said, "This will take time, you can use a knife and fork first!"

But the knife and fork really didn't work, so the noble woman began to use her hands, completely ignoring the so-called etiquette and image.

The imperial chef who visited next to him was very disdainful at first, but when he also tasted a piece of shredded potatoes, he took the initiative to ask the queen to resign.

Elizabeth I couldn't wait any longer, and after gracefully moving the knife and fork and starting to taste it, she immediately joined the team and Isabella to grab the food. No, I don't know what that is!

Of course, the end result is that the Imperial Chef stays in office, but the Queen makes a request to learn this! All! Right away!

But where can the stupid Englishmen do such delicate work? Learn and learn, just chips and fish!

So today, 500 years later, these two things have become the national dish of the United Kingdom......

Potato-kun! You win!