Chapter 277: In line with the warrior's hobby

Although it is said that he eats with a free stomach and does not have to be afraid of waste, Wang Rui still underestimated the amount of food that can be regarded as a hero-level character.

Wang Rui's delicacies on the coffee table were decreasing at the speed of a wind and clouds under Robert's elegant-looking posture.

With this elegant dining posture, he can also ensure the speed of such a ghost animal, but Wang Rui, who was stunned for a moment, almost didn't snatch his share.

According to the normal season, the chef is the last to eat, and Wang Rui is the same, he originally planned to have a hometown meal with this fellow from the "earth", but it almost turned into a sad story of Robert eating and watching him.

"Eat slowly, if it's not enough, I'll make more." Wang Rui held the dishes and chopsticks and watched Robert's movements and spoke.

"It tastes good, if you lived in my previous world, even if I bombed the city of fraternity, I would put you in my ship." Hearing Chef Wang Rui's words, Robert paused his eating speed slightly, took out a tissue from the armrest of his sofa and wiped his mouth.

“…… I always think this compliment is so weird. Wang Rui glanced at the sofa that had conjured up a box of tissues, and then looked at the female version of the non-commissioned officer who had just been judged by himself to be very good at enjoying life with strange eyes.

"What's wrong?" Robert, who took out the tissue box from the armrest of the sofa, also handed it to Wang Rui and asked strangely.

"No, nothing." Maybe it's the fashion trend of the interstellar era, Wang Rui couldn't understand what designer designed this kind of sofa, so he simply didn't want to take out a can of drink and said to Robert: "Drink something." ”

"Coke?" Judging by Robert's reaction, it doesn't matter which world the Earth is. Coke is still very marketable, the chief sergeant picked up the can of Pepsi from Wang Rui's hand and looked up and down and said, "Actually, what I like is Coca-Cola." ”

"What kind of bicycle do you want...... Wang Rui blurted out subconsciously, but he didn't expect that his words aroused Robert's interest more than Coke. I saw that the non-commissioned officer chief glanced at Wang Rui and said, "You also like the civilization of the old era?" ”

"......" was confused for a while before Wang Rui reacted that Robert was saying the sentence "What kind of bicycle do you want......

Wang Rui's stunned look made Robert think that his words were misunderstood, waved his hand and said: "It's just a joke, don't take it seriously, in fact, what I want to say is that when enjoying these delicious foods, it always feels strange to use Coke as a drink." ”

"What's so strange?" Vaguely guessing what Robert was talking about, Wang Rui still asked.

"Maybe the planet we live on is not a world, and most likely not an era." Robert used chopsticks to pick up a bit of food that had been cooked by Wang Rui in several processes and said: "But like this, a planet may not be able to find a chef to make a peerless delicacy. It's worth a lot of money. ”

"I have the final say on how expensive the price is, but it's hard to say that a planet may not be able to find one, and I was recognized as the god of cooking by the world because of my cooking skills." Wang Rui smiled and said.

"Heavenly Dao? The god of cooking? Strange world. But it's acceptable...... "After all, even magic has already come out, and when Char dangles in front of the chief master officer in the mode of the main skeleton, Robert knows that his worldview needs to be reshaped."

In the world in which the Master Chief once lived, it was not uncommon for racial civilizations with some mythological beliefs to be found. Even mankind, in the age of ignorance and savagery, believed that there must be a greater existence in the world.

But all of these things eventually became history with the development of science. It has become art, after all, when the unknown is becoming less and less, the scope of God is getting smaller and smaller.

Robert, who thought that he was already a complete materialist, was no longer generally entangled in his resurrection to a magical world, so Wang Rui did not react very much when he talked about Heavenly Dao and the God of Cooking.

"I mean, don't you think it's a bit out of place to use Coke as a drink for these big meals?" Regardless, cola is a fast-food product. You can't get to the main seat.

"It's hard to say...... Wang Rui took a sip of another can of Coke in his hand and continued: "In this world, the Coke we drink now may be better than those century-old wines. Millennial aging is much better, and Napoleon didn't also use aluminum cutlery, that's about ......"

"Sure enough, you have a study of the old civilization." Hearing Wang Rui mention the allusion to Napoleon's tableware, Robert said with some surprise, but he didn't care too much and followed Wang Rui's words and continued: "Since there is wine, compared to Coke, it is better to get me some bars, is there a difference between the wine in this world and the earth?" ”

While speaking, Robert took out a military flask from his waist and handed it to Wang Rui, seeing Wang Rui pick up his flask and subconsciously shake it, Robert, who had just had a full meal, said with a smile:

"The last bite was not long ago...... Well, I should say that I drank it thousands of years ago, and if I hadn't drunk the contents before I died, I would have died blindly. ”

"The wine is pretty much the same...... Uh, why do you say that? "Purely in terms of wine culture, the continent of Ala is not comparable to the earth, and it is even much older, after all, the wine culture of the human beings on the earth is only a few thousand years after all, and it has been 10,000 years since the high humans expelled the gods in the continent, plus there were other civilizations before 10,000 years.

But now Wang Rui is very curious why Robert used to mention the things that used to be in this small wine jug in that unfinished tone, and he didn't forget to kill it.

"After all, that's the last bottle, uh, the last pot of earth's wine." Robert's eyes fell on the flask, and his tone was slightly sad.

"Ah, how is the earth ......?" Wang Rui asked with some horror, but then remembered the deletion mentioned in the previous article, and didn't say anything halfway through the words.

"I don't know, but the earth is not ready to deal with those Tyranid Zerg, alas, ......" Robert, who didn't know that his hometown had been deleted, said with some amazement, but this amazement lasted less than 30 seconds, and the chief sergeant who was resurrected in the other world quickly adjusted his mentality and said to Wang Rui:

"100 years of aging, 1,000 years of aging, forget about those virtual ones, if there are real ten years of aging, let me get more!"

Wang Rui didn't expect that this Chief Sergeant Robert Shepard not only always imagined himself as Bai Fumei who went in and out of high-end social occasions, but also a drunkard, well, compared to her identity, this drunkard's personality is still very understandable.

"Well, ten years Chen may not have." Wang Rui thought about it and decided to tell the truth.

"That kind of thing is hard to find, three or four years, seven or eight years old, and new wine is absolutely not wanted!" It seems that Robert, the drunkard, still has a bit of a grade to pursue.

"Well, I mean ten years is too short, and there aren't many ...... in a hundred years" Wang Rui looked at Robert's increasingly surprised eyes and said word by word: "It's a thousand years of Chen, there are many, many ......"

The devil knows why a sleepy lich likes to drink, so it's no wonder that the first time I drank at Char's house, I felt that the wine in this world was so terrible.

The newest vat in the cellar of Char's Castle was produced 700 years ago...... (To be continued......)