Frederick didn't have time to interject at all, so he obediently took a pigeon pie, cut off a piece, put it in his mouth and chewed it, tears flowed out, and he immediately realized what Jonas called "the taste of life". Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The fishy smell of birds has not been removed, and the "inexplicable saltiness" and "sweetness of pie" not only did not blend together, but instead started a life-and-death fight. This pastry looks bright and beautiful, and people want to try it, only to know that the reality is so fishy, the sweetness comes abruptly, the salty taste is thick to bitter, and the two flavors are like two strands of hemp rope, entangled together but clearly demarcated. And you can only smile heartily and know yourself.

"It is wonderful," said Frederick, holding his knife and fork with tears streaming down his face, "this delicacy touches my soul, and I can't find a delicacy that uplifts my soul anywhere else." ”

"Really?" asked the king.

"I tasted the tenderness of the Wiener pigeon, the sweetness of the Spane grape, and where did the delicate taste of the almonds come from...... I think, Britannia?" Frederick touted desperately.

The old king looked at him suspiciously.

"The perfect combination of these ingredients creates an unprecedented taste atmosphere, and I feel like I have traveled around the world," Frederick searched for words, and found that his brain was so barren that he could not describe this inhuman food, and when his mind ran out, he chewed it, and suddenly the pleasure of being shot suddenly appeared, and the spring of inspiration came to him: "It was as if falling from the clouds, and the meaning of life was turned page by page, arrived, arrived," and he got stuck again.

"What have you arrived?" asked the old king, sly.

"It's coming, it's coming. Frederick cheered himself up and continued to chew, and the greasy grapes struck his taste buds like a cannon, making him cried out the most sincere praise of his life at the climax: "This fragrance that strikes the soul enters the realm of theology, provokes heartfelt repentance with a tear-jerking feast of taste, and reaches the philosophical essence of 'eating more than to live'!"

Even if the delicate stomach retchs lonely in private, he has to boast with tears that Lao Tzu eats the best in the world, this kind of drama and pride of slapping a swollen face and filling a fat man, coupled with the trembling and flattery of flattery, is simply a disgusting dish called life! Jonas's comprehension of life is not superficial at all, it is deep to the bones!

"I suspect that Jonas does not understand life thoroughly," said Frederick, laughing with tears streaming down his face, and muttering the pigeon pie one bite after another, "He is a quartermaster of the Dragoons in his mid-age!

The old king carefully observed Frederick's appetite, and when he saw that he was willing to die, he smiled contentedly: "You see, you are a good obedient boy. So I think that if you break away from the central bank's currency system or something, it is only a temporary mistake, and a slight punishment is enough. They said they would punish you severely, but I refused severely. Who are they? But the lowly bourgeoisie, with a few dollars to save, trying to take a place in the House - will I let the untouchables hurt you? No way. ”

Frederick's heart ached, and he secretly thought: "A little punishment? What kind of punishment? I grass Nima, don't give me an embargo, the embargo is to force me to sell goods to Shuicheng, and then you will be unhappy, then it will be a vicious circle." ”

The old king sat leisurely, knuckles on the table, and recounted solemnly: "Those financial agents, namely Breschroeder and Oppenheimer, have advised me to revoke your title. Even Clemenson's old fool wrote severe punishment in the memo. I threw the song in their faces,"

The old king made a jealous and hateful slap motion, which shook the table, and frowned and shouted, "That is my nephew! I said, if your child kills someone, you will also give him a chance to join the army and let him reform his ways, right? Frederick is my distant nephew three generations away, no matter how far away, he still has royal loyalty and consciousness in his veins, he is just a mistake, I will give him a chance. So the embargo on steel, coal, wheat and grapes for three months was over. They realized my determination to care for my family and walked away tremblingly. ”

Frederick's stomach twitched, and he almost vomited out the pigeon meat, but he gritted his teeth and ate it again, leaving his throat sour and spicy, and he thought to himself: "Damn, it's embargoed! There is no steel, what can be used to expand the army? There is no coal, what kind of steel can be used? There is no wheat and grapes, and it is a problem for the citizens to eat and drink, and it costs money to maintain law and order." It's over, there's not enough money!"

At this time, an umbrella shadow moved in the distance, and Prince Ferdinand hurried over, saluted the old king respectfully, and said sweetly: "I am late because I have sold some bonds, please forgive your majesty." ”

"Which bonds?!" the old king was suddenly grabbed his attention, and the topic was shifted.

"The bonds of the United Kingdom of Britain have the meaning of falling, and I have sold some of them. Prince Ferdinand and the other servants set up their chairs and sat down slowly, and the old king gave him a pastry, and Ferdinand nodded in thanks, but he was indifferent, and did not mean to use his knife and fork.

When the old king heard that it had nothing to do with his bonds, he restrained himself and turned the subject back: "I happen to have a very speculative conversation with Count Frederick. Frederick, tell Prince Ferdinand how many percent of your grand new policy has restored revenue?"

Just now, it was still a "wrong step", and in the blink of an eye, it became a "new deal with great ambitions", and the old king felt nothing when he slapped himself in the face, because others did not dare to point it out at all.

Frederick was still angry and jealous of the prince, "Why can't he eat? Why!" Hearing the old king's instructions, he suddenly understood his usefulness, so he seriously boasted: "After the New Deal, the income of Mingxing City alone has risen by 230%, and the economic curve has been reversed to an upward trend in a very short time. At present, the trade volume is 23 gold per week, the net profit is 4 gold, and the tax is 9 gold per week, deducting 6.5 gold for system waste, security expenses, official welfare and military maintenance, and 3.5 gold per week. And the growth rate is green, showing a steady upward trend. ”

The old king's face twitched quietly, and he turned his head to look at the prince with a smile: "You see, although the amount is not too amazing, it makes people see the miracle of resurrection." To be honest, saving a defeated city with a collapsed economy to the point of benign development is more difficult than a miracle rejuvenating operation. In my opinion, yes. ”

Prince Ferdinand bowed to the king reservedly, but could not utter a word.

The king was victorious, looked at Frederick with admiration, and said, "I am looking forward to it, at such a young age, with such a strong and decisive rescue skill, if the whole empire is entrusted to him, what kind of miracle will happen that will shake the mountains? ”

"Everything new takes time to test. Prince Ferdinand said mildly.

"But no one hates the emergence of new options. "The old king was delighted.

The smile on Ferdinand's face vanished, and he pursed his lips in disgust, looking down not knowing what he was thinking, and offended the king to chill out. But the old king didn't mind, he smiled and prepared to end: "Since that's the case,"

But Frederick's eyes had already turned elsewhere and were firmly drawn to the king, completely ignoring the king.

Because the emperor is coming.

Elena hurried over with the palace officer, and the 16-year-old maid followed her at a trot with a parasol cutely. The emperor wore a gauze hat crookedly, and the light cast a fine lattice on the pretty face, bringing alienation that wanted to be covered. She wore long white gloves, held a skirt in her left hand, and fanned a small fan irritably in her right hand, and when she walked towards the king, the ornate cascading white dress was like a soft broom, covering the ground, moving gracefully inch by inch, pleasing to the eye.

Then the emperor saw Frederick in formal clothes from a distance, and immediately shoved the small fan into the hands of the palace lady, and walked over with a straight face with a skirt in both hands. The skirt was cut out of a thin waist, wrapped tightly around the blouse, the collar bloomed like a lily, and the two trembling breasts were supported, full like a white mangosteen squeezed in a shell, and soft and tender like a beautiful tofu that was rounder than a petal. Although the conservative round neck only shows a glimpse of the collarbone and deep groove, it is enough to show off this breast shape that is more physical than a drop of water, and the finishing touch bursts out of an unattainable beauty.

The Empress came with great momentum, straightened her chest and waist, did not look at Frederick at all, lifted her skirt and walked on the grass, without a single step of indecency, unable to find a single flaw. She lifted up the hem of her skirt and saluted the old king: "Father." ”

Frederick heard Prince Ferdinand's breathing become heavier, just as he did.