At all times, the elves are extremely particular about their food, clothing, shelter and transportation, and perhaps they do not require the most expensive and best things to eat and live, but they will definitely make all this as exquisite as possible, and this habit is simply deeply rooted in their bones, and has become an almost instinctive habit of life. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The upper-class elves, who claim to be the nobles of the elves, have taken this habit to the extreme, and now it is just a dinner during the march and camping, and they are still dazzled by the masters of these upper-class elves.

For Master Mo Duo and Fat Dragon Xiao Hei, grilling a few fat grass carp is a rare meal, but for these upper elves, those are just junk food eaten by vulgar orcs.

The appetizing slightly sour fruit wine, the elf mead to accompany the meal, the sherry after the meal, and a simple meal in the eyes of the upper elves, these three wines are indispensable, and then the appetizer, the main course, the main dish, the main dish, the dessert after the meal, the fruit and so on, so that each elf has a plate in front of him.

The upper elves enjoyed the dinner with elegant manners and postures, and Mo Duo understood what these guys were asking for a while, and when it was still dark for a while, they made preparations for camping early!

"In particular, if anyone dares to grind and chirp like this in the militia brigade under Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu must tell him to go home and eat by himself. Seeing the full style of the upper elves, Modo's whole body was full of goosebumps, and he thought viciously in his heart......

The dinner of ordinary upper-class elf soldiers is so exquisite, so the dinner of His Royal Highness the young regent is even more exquisite, and even his royal court attendants are equipped, a space ring with a large capacity, which is filled with all kinds of daily necessities, tables and chairs, special tableware, snow-white tablecloths and so on.

It's just that in the face of the luxurious dinner carefully prepared by the chef of the royal court, His Royal Highness Turandot Night Breeze has no appetite at all, and allows the table to be full of exquisite food, from steaming hot to gradually cooling.

What had happened in the battle a few days ago still involuntarily flashed in his mind from time to time, and he was like a salted fish, choked by the neck by that hateful little dwarf, and then lifted up, and this humiliation, which he had never endured, even woke him from his nightmares from time to time, where was he still in the mood to eat.

"Your Highness, you better eat some, otherwise it will not be good for your health, if it is not to your taste, I can ask the chef to prepare something else for you." Serving on the side, wearing a straight uniform and a snow-white towel on his left wrist, the straight royal court attendant comforted.

Turandot Night Breeze sighed deeply, then put down the knife and fork in his hand, and replied with a wry smile: "No, it's not that I'm not unappetizing, but I'm not in the mood to eat at all." ”

The attendant, who had worked in the Elven Court for hundreds of years, and who had even a white beard, was organizing words in his heart, intending to continue to persuade His Royal Highness the Prince Regent to eat something, when suddenly, a tempting smell that seemed to have been forgotten for hundreds of years came, and he couldn't help but look around.

His heart began to wonder, didn't this kind of thing have been used up hundreds of years ago? Why did he smell this charming smell now, could it be that he missed it too much, and thus had a delusion?

However, the same surprised reaction of His Royal Highness the Prince Regent convinced him that he was not delusional, and then he saw His Royal Highness the Prince Regent stand up and walk towards the outskirts of the camp, and he hurriedly followed.

After being attracted by this tempting smell, and directly looking for the big people in the past, the large group of upper elves, at this time no longer care about the so-called reserve, they smelled the fragrance and walked over, and then saw the little dwarf who lowered his head and fiddled with the grilled fish......

The large grass carp that is smoked and grilled in the hot and prosperous fire is constantly forced out of the fatty fish oil, and then the fish oil drips onto the charcoal fire, making the already strong aroma even more irresistible.

"It's ready to eat right away!" Mo Duo rubbed his palms, a little impatient, and the fat dragon was even more unbearable, and the saliva that flowed out was already on the ground, dripping out a big puddle, and then Mo Duo felt that something was very wrong.

It's not that he felt the killing intent or anything, but suddenly there was a feeling of panic in front of everyone's eyes, he raised his head in confusion, and then he was so frightened that he did it to the muddy ground.

What are you kidding, there are almost a thousand high-level elves, forming a large circle not far away, staring at this side, they don't say a word, but the scorching, substance-like gaze really makes Modo tremble.

"What are these grandsons going to do? Another fight, it's not like it!" The little dwarf was really a little confused at this time.

Mo Duo, who really couldn't think of the thoughts in the hearts of these upper-level elf masters, could only greet in disbelief in the end: "Hehe! The moonlight is good tonight, have you eaten, do you want to eat some together?"

"Okay, thanks. What Mo Wan didn't expect was that in the mouths of these upper-class elves who couldn't pretend, His Royal Highness the Most Honorable Regent, actually agreed.

Then the young Prince Regent, His Royal Highness, couldn't wait to step forward, and then directly removed a whole, dozens of catties of large grilled fish from the grill, even the hot iron chisel was very hot.

Next, His Majesty the Venerable Lord Regent made an evil gesture that made the little dwarf's jaw drop in shock, only to see that he actually stretched out his long tongue and licked it nimbly on the grilled fish.

The fish is very hot, and the taste of Modo and Feilong is very strong, so the amount of chili powder sprinkled on the grilled fish is also very sufficient;

But what is extremely strange is that the drunken expression on the face of His Royal Highness the Regent, who was spicy like this, is not something that can be pretended at all;

Lao Tzu put some salt and sprinkled some spice powder, there was really nothing else in it, and it was impossible to add those hellish things, but why is this product more refreshing than drugs. Modo was puzzled.

Mo Duo, who couldn't figure it out, simply took a grilled fish, and swallowed it in his mouth despite the hot mouth, still a familiar recipe, or a familiar taste, yes.

In the end, Mo Duo could only helplessly say that either these upper-level elves suddenly became stupid, or they were all stupid after their heads were caught by the door......