The banquet was still held in the cylinder. Zhou Yu feels that this is a multi-functional hall, which integrates many functions such as receiving guests, promoting to the hall to handle cases, chasing and playing, and sleeping and dressing.

According to Anthony's arrangement, Zhou Yu and Wei Ya were the guests of honor, and the servants served on the opposite side, and himself, Cleopatra, and Philip sat upright in the main and auxiliary seats.

There were only five people in the whole meal, but there was a table full of food. There are fire-roasted birds, smoked hams, bloody steaks, fragrant bread and purple-red wine.

The Governor's eyes were straight, he swallowed and spit, and sat on the stone bench for a long time and didn't dare to start. Dungeons, Dubancia, under such a scarce ice field, Anthony actually prepared such a sumptuous meal, which can be described as extremely luxurious. Putting aside how hospitable he was for the time being, it is worth pondering how bloody and bloody these raw materials have been.

"Commander, are these—all of this you prepared?" Zhou Yu didn't dare to make a rash mistake, such a delicacy in front of him was like a kind of faith, and keeping silent was a worship of God's gift.

"Oh, Lord Courier, please dine. Poor hospitality, more forgiving! Anthony made a gesture of please, and Cleopatra tied napkins for him and herself. The habit of the two of them is to use a table knife to assist their hands to eat the food, Zhou Yu wondered, shouldn't you use a fork?

Then he wanted to slap himself in the mouth again, and he was a Westerner around the first year of the Common Era. It was not until the 14th century that the fork began to flourish in Italy, and in the 15th century, it evolved into a three-pronged fork and was officially brought to the table and became one of the important tools of Western food etiquette.

Zhou Yu glanced at Philip, this person's face still did not change and his heart did not beat, his eyes always avoided mixing with himself, and quietly looked into the distance and waited for the master to take the lead in opening the meal.

"Lord Commander, you got these ingredients...

"Oh, haha, these ingredients are in exchange for war, and Queen Ptolemy doesn't like to eat local food, it's all snakes, insects, rats, ants, and things that can't be seen." Anthony said as he reached out and cut a piece of chicken from the huge roast turkey and handed it to Cleopatra.

Zhou Yu knew that the Ptolemaic Empress he was talking about was Cleopatra herself, because the era in which she lived was called the Ptolemaic Dynasty of Ancient Egypt. However, what he wants to ask is how to obtain these foods, and after mastering them, he will be able to make a fortune in the future, so as not to see the world to gnaw on the "white stripes".

"Uh, I mean, how...

"Lord Courier, please eat!" Philip interrupted himself at the right time, stared at the Duke's eyes for two seconds with ulterior motives, and very gentlemanly picked up the flask and poured wine for Cleopatra.

The whole multi-function hall is filled with the aroma of barbecue and the intoxicating smell of wine, Zhou Yu is not drunk and everyone is drunk, this is the taste of civilization.

Since it's inconvenient to ask, let's throw off our arms and eat. Zhou Yu was not polite, he didn't raise his head or open his eyes, the dinner knife in his hand flew up and down, and the dinner plate in front of him was stacked into a hill after a while. While eating meat and drinking wine, he helped Wei Ya add vegetables, for fear that the little girl would not be full. After this village, there is no such shop.

"Lord Messenger, does the Emperor have anything else to explain?" Anthony pretended to clink glasses with Zhou Yu, but his eyes were erratic, obviously designing something.

"No, nothing but that sentence. Hmm, delicious! Zhou Yu didn't know his thoughts, Caesar and Cleopatra were originally a couple, of course, Cleopatra was the first to be husband and wife with her own brother, and it was later that she gave birth to a "little Caesar" for the emperor, that is, Ptolemy XV.

After Caesar's assassination, Cleopatra was committed to Antony, but the political factors of the two together far outweighed the emotional factors, so it is unknown how long this balance would last. What surprised Zhou Yu was that after so many years, including countless nights of sorrow on the ninth layer of hell, the two of them were still able to face him and have dinner together, I have to say that fate is really wonderful.

When Anthony mentioned the word "Emperor", Zhou Yu took the opportunity to secretly observe Cleopatra's reaction, her skin was like congealed cream, her face reflected peach blossoms, and her jade fingers shuttled between food and wine, as if nothing had happened. However, the clever Grand Governor noticed that the corners of her mouth twitched imperceptibly.

She was still touched in her heart, and Zhou Yu guessed that she didn't want Anthony to realize that she had an old love for Caesar, and she was afraid that this kind of dry wood fire would be revived, so she would pretend that everything didn't matter. Although the world evaluates her as a "willful and inattentive woman", how can she forget it if she is a husband and wife for a hundred days!

At this time, several people at the table had their own ghosts, and it was not only the Metropolitan Governor who was rapidly calculating in his head, as if the strength of the Celeron 333 processor after overclocking.

Anthony also wanted to take the opportunity to test whether Cleopatra was dead set on herself and had a soft spot for herself, so her eyes "took care" of the woman from time to time; General Philip seemed to be more concerned about Zhou Yu's intentions, frowning and conveying to him the instructions of "don't act rashly" and "don't talk nonsense".

Who are these people, Hongmen Feast? The Governor felt a headache, and although the food was delicious, the mood for this meal was really bad.

"Your Excellency, that's right. The little one is just a messenger, and I don't know the emperor, you, the lady, or the general, so I don't know anything about it. Don't ask me anything, little ones don't know. Zhou Yu drank a glass of wine and said with a smashing mouth.

Isn't this wine supposed to be rolled up with your tongue to taste? How did the Metropolitan Governor drink the feeling of Sprite.

"Well, little brother, what are you talking about! Haha, haha, too much to worry about, too much to worry about! Anthony put down the knife in his hand, and his old face turned red. He was "reminded" that the Courier had realized that he was using the meal to test Cleopatra's emotional single-mindedness.

"Those of us who are subordinates will honestly do our own work well. If you are asked to print it, you don't make copies, and if you are asked to write a report, you don't have to write a request, right? The consequences of being the master are very serious, and the board hitting the ass is painful, not enjoyable. Isn't that right, General Philip? ”

Zhou Yu simply wiped his hands with a burlap cloth and stopped eating.

Cleopatra and Antony looked at Philip at the same time with Zhou Yu's eyes, not knowing what the messenger meant by this. Philip didn't lift his head, and his eyes didn't interact with anyone, as if he were in a no-man's land. But the Governor was sure he understood what he meant.

"Haha, it's okay! It's okay! The little one is drunk, good wine, good wine! It's really a glow-in-the-dark glass of grape wine, and if you want to drink the pipa, you will urge immediately. Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times! ”

"It's a good ancient battle for a few people! Lord Messenger is highly talented, Anthony admires, admires! ”

"Don't admire it first, I haven't eaten this meal, what is there to admire?"

"What did the Messenger say, since he came to me, I will take care of it. Food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, no need to worry about anything, right, Philip? Anthony laughed and reached out to pat Philip on the shoulder.

"It's up to you. Didn't the messenger just say that it is inconvenient for us to make up our minds for our masters. ”

"Hey, you kid actually learned to learn and sell now!" Anthony is called a gas, this meal is eaten, all of them are either yin and yang weird or hiding knives in laughter, what's the matter? It's good that Lao Tzu doesn't pay money, right?

"Lord Commander, my little foot has not healed, and I really want to bother it for a few more days. However, he is one of the top ten outstanding young candidates in Dongtieying Street, and he can't do anything for nothing. Small part-time job, what do you say? Pick the most difficult, the most dangerous, and the most heart-wrenching explanation, no problem. Can't I still smash it? ”

Zhou Yu may indeed be drunk, doing well and smashing are completely different concepts, how did this go around, but instead of getting people in, he went around himself into a big pit. If people really give him a job of catching turtles in the nine days and catching turtles in the five oceans, will you always accept it?

Anthony checked his eyes left and right, and the three of them said in unison, "There really is one thing!" ”

Oh, my aunt, how can there really be? The Metropolitan Governor is called a boil. The cowhide boasted on the wine table, how good it is on the wine table, why should you take it seriously? Why Count!

"Well, you can't eat food in vain, and medicine can't be smeared in vain. You can rest assured that as long as it is not murder and arson, abduction and deception, smashing, looting, burning, crawling, running thousands of miles, walking the streets and alleys, resisting high, and digging with hands and feet, I will take it! ”

Doesn't that mean you didn't say it? Is the rest of the rest called work? That's called ideal, okay! Anthony was scratching his scalp and didn't know how to open his mouth. At this time, it is more appropriate for Cleopatra to come forward.

"Lord Courier, we have discovered a mysterious place that seems to contain endless power, and I wonder if you will be able to open the door to the other shore for us." After Cleopatra drank some wine, her cheeks were crimson and her eyes were like flowing water, and the foxy and bewitching aura surged over even more, enveloping the entire multi-purpose hall.

Alright, alright, don't discharge Lao Tzu. Maybe the two of them eat your set, and most of them are not good for me. What, you say that Zhou Yu doesn't eat fireworks in the world? Say that he has no seven emotions and six desires? That was a big mistake, he wanted to sleep with this demon woman more than anyone else.

He's a smart guy, though. People, everything you do must consider the consequences, you must manage your own "three bars", as for what the "three bars" are, you can make up for it by yourself. If you manage it well, your life will be longer; If you don't manage it well, you're a short-lived ghost! How did he know, you ask? On every page of the history book, there are characters who have braided their hair because they can't manage the "three bars" well. Which one is not a guide, which one is not criss-crossed, which one is not iron-clad, and which one is not a good death in the end!

However, judging by the few words introduced by Cleopatra, it does not seem dangerous that the task they want to delegate to them is not dangerous. Jokes, if they weren't stupid, they wouldn't have said please help us unify Dubanxia and strangle the Fire King, not only can they not do their humble duties, their concubines can't do it, but the Shaolin Temple in Wudang Mountain Grand Priest Wang Lama can't do it. This is self-aware, and both sides have it.

"Oh? What is the mysterious place, and what is the gate of the other side? Zhou Yu picked up the wine bottle again, and a slave and maid had already come over quickly to fill it for him.

Grape juice hanging on the wall, under the endless ice field, may be more expensive than gold. If you sell, you have to weigh it.

"Since the Messenger is no different from us, he is not a Borderlander. Thou hast said that the Emperor is not here, so have you ever wondered how to return to the place of your birth to return to the Emperor? Anthony wiped his mouth and brought the discussion to the point.

You old fox, don't you just say that you can find your way home? This Anthony looks peaceful, but his scheming is unfathomable, far more dangerous than Gilgamesh and Xerxes I. Zhou Yu secretly worried in his heart, but he had to be on guard.

"Oh, if you come here, you will be safe, I think the Borderlands are also very good, it is a hundred times stronger than the ninth layer of hell."

"What? You're from the ninth level of hell too? The three of them shot at the same time, so frightened that Zhou Yu's cup fell on the table, and the wine spilled.

"What are you doing? Not really, right? Zhou Yu hurriedly bent down and licked the residual liquid on the table with his tongue. This is a good thing, don't waste it, it's a shame to waste, there is this one in the elementary school essay.

"Your Excellency has also come from..."

"Well, needless to say, I've also learned how powerful the Demon King Lucifero is." Zhou Yu finished licking the table and sat back in his position satisfied. The wine was good, the stone table was a little cold, and the tongue coating was sticky off.

A Lucifero was like a slap in the head, causing the three people opposite to be electrocuted at the same time, looking at Zhou Yu with dull eyes and exaggerated expressions. Since this person escaped from the Demon King's hands and experienced the cruel torture of the ninth layer of hell, he must be a well-known figure. As the so-called IG does not kill the nameless, the demon king does not collect and scatter the broken silver.

"Lord Messenger, may I ask the name of Gao?" Anthony suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and only now did he remember to ask for people's names. The Metropolitan Governor thought it was very ridiculous, it was really a man who relied on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, why didn't anyone care about his name when he didn't talk about it? The Courier is no different from Hey, Alas.

"A small drop in the ocean, a mirror flower and a moon, why should a scholar worry about it?" I don't know how to introduce myself, he brushed it all over in the name of a scholar. Scholars are absolutely right, from preschool to college graduation, a total of seventeen or eighteen years of reading is not called a scholar? I also read it after work, not only do I have to copy it, but I also have to write after reading some books, and I have to write after reading, and I have to evaluate, put up a list, and go to the wall, and I am more serious than elementary school students, so I can really be regarded as returning to the basics and down-to-earth.

Seeing that he had no intention of opening the skylight, Anthony did not ask, but stood up with a sneer, paced around the stone table, and enthusiastically dragged the Governor up from the stone bench, whether he agreed or not.

What's wrong with this? Am I doing something bad to make him think I'm gay? Zhou Yu hurriedly touched his face. How did he know that Anthony was so committed to show goodwill for two purposes: first, he was also from the ninth layer of hell, and this person was definitely outstanding, and it was precisely when he hired people that he had to be cultivated well, and he must not let the boiled duck fly. Second, after eating my food, drinking my wine, and being my brother, you are too embarrassed not to help me, right? Is it possible to walk through the mysterious place and the gate on the other side?

"Commander, I don't know what mysterious places or gates are on the other side, but I understand your eagerness to go back. I think that at the beginning, I was a hundred or a thousand times more urgent than you, as if I was about to gush out and find that the pit was occupied. ”

"But time has passed, and we have reached the 13th Five-Year Plan. I suddenly realized that there was nothing to go back to, and there was nothing to lose here. Anyway, they all live for an extra life, where to eat and wait for death, isn't it the same? I might as well tell you that it is now two thousand years later, and it is impossible to go back and recreate the glory and start all over again. There is only one ending, that is, he was pushed to the ground by countless policemen, and he was thrown into prison after being beaten fat. ”

The three of them looked at each other, although there were some proper nouns in the words of the messenger that were not clear, but they were generally understandable, that is, after they returned, it was not their world, and others had already claimed the king.

"May I ask the messenger, who is the current overlord of the world?"

"Who is it? I said listen, don't lie down! Now the owner there is Newcollier! ”

"Newcollier?"