Chapter Twenty-Three: There Are Things You Can't Do
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A curly-haired exotic woman wrapped in a Chinese-style cheongsam served food and wine on a plate; The steamer made of bamboo, the plate made of bone china is not a black sandalwood chopstick inlaid with silver, but a simple and elegant stainless steel knife and fork; The "calligraphy and painting works" hanging on the screens and railings carved from trees that originate from Elta are not immutable landscape paintings and square splashes of ink, and there are many oil paintings and lingua franca inscriptions based on "Western style......
This is the most prestigious Chinese restaurant in the capital of the province of Peronas, the largest province in the west of Elta, and is often a sight to behold in the "Tianwei Mansion". Of course, not only the scenery in the restaurant, but also the dishes in Tianwei Fu.
Somewhat different from ordinary Chinese restaurants, the main dish here is not "dishes" in the traditional sense, but close to "refreshments" in the Cantonese region. These single-serving "dim sum" can be held by hand, and the small portions are also convenient for everyone to eat, so it can be said that it is surprisingly popular in Duncheng, where chopsticks have not yet become popular. Of course, the chefs in Tianwei Mansion who were taught by their Chinese ancestors also adjusted the recipes and flavors of some refreshments according to the preferences of the Elta people, which is why it has today's status.
Unlike the "Shaxian snacks" and "pancakes and fruits" that are being trained by more and more Elta people and opened outside the major factory areas, this is clearly a high-end restaurant, and factory workers may have to pay a whole month's salary to make ends meet. Its predecessor was simply one of the canteen windows serving the Feifei and tower ground staff of Duncheng Airport.
At this time, the saliva was all over the table, and Wolf "Crimson Eyes" and her traveling companion Clough Lawrence temporarily belonged to the former. It stands to reason that no matter how much Clough spoiled the lovely lady sitting across from him, he could not have dragged her here for a round belly with almost the money he could buy a horse (Clough) - love was crazy, but so was money, and he was far from hot enough to cover and replace the latter with the former. As for why you are here? Again, the reason lies with Wolfe.
"Wow~ The legendary custard bun!" Wolfe's slender jade fingers ignored the hot hand of the freshly released bag, and he had to pinch one directly with his hand and put it into his open mouth - but her hand was grabbed halfway through and Clough grabbed it, and Clough didn't want to see her hand burned in a hurry.
"Eat this first." Clough stabbed a piece of oyster sauce ribs with a fork and brought it to Wolfe's plate. "That pastry is still very hot...... Be obedient, and I'll let you eat enough later. ”
The first half of the sentence made Wolf pout—the reason why they were able to come here to enjoy themselves was that she had been hired as a civil affairs advisor to the central government of the Elta Empire, and as long as she worked, she could get a good salary that Clough couldn't even think of—in other words, Wolf was a plug-in on the leg of Clough, a young and promising traveling merchant, and from September onwards, Clough would become the "little white face" of the "Ruby Pupil".
In order to celebrate this great event, it is not too much to spend money on a meal.
While Clough turned his head to look elsewhere visibly distracted, Wolf mischievously picked up a custard bun and took a gentle bite. The milky aroma and egg yolk flavor burst out of the skin in an instant. Although the filling was hot and Wolfe's tongue was a little numb, the magical taste and touch still permeated her entire body, from the tips of her fingers to the heavenly spirit cover.
That's not enough. Wolf subconsciously lifted the lid of the bowl containing the coconut milk sago, and the sound of the spoon gently touching the bottom of the bowl made her taste buds beat - the chilled sago dew had a cold aroma that could captivate thousands of diners with smell and touch alone.
Gently flicking a spoonful into his mouth, Wolf felt a sweetness that was very different from the rich aroma and stirred the sago on his tongue to jump. Why does milk have different flavors when combined with different ingredients? Of course, she didn't think about it, because whenever a mortal tasted it for the first time, he would fall down on its pomegranate skirt and dedicate himself to becoming a captive of the delicacy.
Clough didn't notice that Wolf had stolen the custard bun - from the very beginning, he had a vague sense that something was strange around him, as if someone had been casting strange glances and focusing on his back.
His sixth sense was not sensitive enough to tell him where the gaze was coming from, and soon this sensitive and fleeting feeling disappeared in the onslaught of the crowd of diners and waiters—he refocused his gaze on the medicinal phoenix claws in front of him, but he suddenly plunged into the embrace of the fragrant but not rotten delicacy, and he couldn't remember the situation just now.
"Guest, your dishes are ready."
In the corner of the hall of Tianwei Mansion, Chen Heng, who had taken off his elf disguise, was not interested in the refreshments that were brought to him—not because he was not interested in Cantonese refreshments, but because the old acquaintance at the table in the distance made him cry sadly when he looked at it.
Outside of Mendong City, the "core area controlled by China", there is no need for him to continue to use the optical camouflage of the "elf" to protect his identity - although he hacked into China's database system through artificial intelligence and added personnel records that should not exist, he still can't put his mind at ease - after all, he has no way to add a non-existent department, because he will be discovered at that moment, and as long as he can't recognize the "colleagues" in the same department, it will be a big trouble, and his means can avoid the computer's self-inspection, But it still can't escape the manual audit......
Outside Mendong City, Chinese people have no problem when they meet each other as long as they can talk about homely things. On the contrary, wearing elves in disguise will only cause unnecessary commotion in these areas, so it is better to act in their true colors without disguise......
Of course, Chen Heng still has some unrealistic fantasies. He hoped she would recognize himself when she passed by...... However, as things stand, this is very unlikely.
"The first time you ate custard buns, it looked like this." Chen Heng covered his face a little sadly and muttered to himself. The refreshments on his table are all the styles that Sakamoto Xiao likes to eat, but now that the refreshments are enough, he is sitting in front of other men, how can this not make him cry when he touches the scene.
And looking at her surprised look, not only reminded Chen Heng of the lovely Sakamoto Xiao in the past, but also made him have to accept a terrible reality: Wolf is Wolf, and Sakamoto Xiao may only be Sakamoto Xiao, they share the same body, but they are already completely different personalities......
He thought that the custard bun would remind Sakamoto of something, and then find himself - but in the end, it was just wishful thinking, and not only did things not go according to their own trajectory, but he ended up messing up and losing his appetite.
ate two crab roe roasted wheat indiscriminately to satisfy the food and clothing in his stomach, but Chen Heng couldn't eat any of them. He waved his hand to the waiter next to the hall, collected his throat and said, "Pack, check out, thank you." ”
The waiter looked at the dishes on the table that were basically unchanged and couldn't help but be a little surprised. Visitors are often chanting to add more and more, and very few people can leave such a large table. It's just that she looked at Chen Heng again, and felt that the previous question was nothing.
Since it is Chinese, the three meals in China should be this tune. Besides, he looks like he's in a hurry, so it's not really strange that there are so many dishes left. She calmed down the look that was a little uncertain just now, and when she turned around to go to the service desk to get the menu, she was stopped by Chen Heng.
"Wait a minute." Chen Heng glanced at the two people who were still eating Haisai again, "I have also settled the list of that table, and it will be counted in my account." As for adding vegetables, it's up to them to figure it out. ”
"Okay, Table Six." The waiter followed Chen Heng's fingers, "It's that lady, a gentleman's table, right?" Do you need me to tell them to pay for it, or to bring a message? ”
"Not necessarily." Chen Heng shook his hand, "In short, the man's name is Clough, and the woman's name is ...... It's called Wolfe. ”
"Understood." The waitress nodded, she just needed to know what to do, not why she did it - just do it.
handed over three pieces of big red paper, and Chen Heng, who was holding two paper bags, left Tianwei Mansion in embarrassment. It's not that he doesn't want to take a few more glances at Sakamoto's face and her iconic red pupils, but he can't stand it anymore.
The atmosphere at the table in front of Wolf and Clough was similar to that of their former selves - since they met in college, he had often taken her or was taken by her to the "fly restaurant" or even the "luxury hotel" in the corner of the galaxy in search of all kinds of food, for more than ten years. Si people remain the same, but he has changed from a witness to a bystander, from an insider to an irrelevant person, such a blow made him a little unacceptable for a while.
Under the two rows of simplified street lamps, Chen Heng's shadow continued to shorten and lengthen. In the midst of the loneliness, even the artificial intelligence assistant Mao Tian fell silent.
Old friends from the past are dead and scattered, and even Sakamoto Akira's personality has disappeared - he is called a true god with empty hands, but for the first time, he feels so powerless that he can dominate a planet, a world, and a country.