Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 452 06.0451: "One of the specialties of Zhendan"

A refreshing fragrance entered Horatio's lungs as the "cool beauty" took her seat.

It was the familiar scent of flowers in the Hood mansion, picked by maids and made into perfume by a perfumer who had served the Hood family for decades.

Even when you are out and about, the first breath you smell in the morning is the smell of home.

"Good morning, Farida." Horatio greeted with a smile, holding a cup of hot Middle Eastern coffee.

Because the three people in front of him knew that Farida had a deeper relationship with him, he did not use the distant name he used when outsiders were present.

"Good morning, Captain." After clearing the obstacles in her way and sitting down next to Horatio, Farida smiled as warm as spring breeze.

"Wow, Military Inspector Hood looks so good when he smiles." Veronica couldn't help but whisper in Fasha's ear.

"Just finished your shift?" Horatio smiled back at Farida.

"Yes, I'm going back to the room to rest later. It's a pity that you have to be on duty in a while." Farida said reluctantly. Her crystal clear glazed soft lips were shining with an attractive luster, which made him feel itchy and he couldn't help but want to kiss her in public.

[Well, you are playing tricks again. You are such an annoying little devil, Military Supervisor Hood.]
Of course, Horatio would not let her get away with it in front of all the lovers, he just smiled.

"Looks like my breakfast is here."

"Enjoy your meal, Captain." Chef Yin Yuanshan came over with a large bowl of steaming hand-rolled noodles and placed it respectfully in front of the captain.

"Huh? What is this?" Fasha blinked his long eyelashes and looked curiously at the big bowl of food in front of him. Veronica leaned too close to the bowl and almost put her face in it. She was just about to taste it for the captain first, so it was no surprise that she was stabbed by Fasha.

Farida and Louise had never seen such a meaty and greasy meal before. Just by smelling the food, Farida, who had just finished her shift, began to growl in her stomach, attracting everyone else's eyes. The military supervisor, who always maintained a cool attitude, quickly sat up straight and glanced away.

[How is this possible! How could I be so dissatisfied with such ordinary food...]
Even though she was out of sight, the eldest daughter of the Hood family, who had tasted countless delicacies from all over the starry sky, still swallowed her saliva unwillingly, and as she swallowed, she secreted a new round of saliva.

What could have caused this aristocratic daughter, who had been living a life of luxury since childhood, to behave in such a way was nothing more than a big bowl of noodle soup with a rich broth and abundant toppings!

There was a layer of bright red chili oil on the soup that covered the noodles, and underneath the oil was the clear and bright boiled bone soup.

The noodles, which are evenly thick but obviously hand-pulled, are stacked in the bowl and soaked in the rich soup, appearing very elastic.

The topping on top is the essence of the whole bowl of meat noodles.

Mr. Yin, the head chef, selected the part of the whole glock where the fat and lean meat are most densely interwoven, which is known as the "pork belly meat" in China. With his exquisite knife skills, the large pieces of meat are evenly sliced, with layers of fat and lean meat tightly connected, the meat is soft and tender, and the spicy aroma that stimulates the taste buds is perfectly blended with the meaty aroma.

"Aurora special pork noodles. The raw materials and seasonings were just obtained from the supply warehouse of the Aurora Triumphant Army yesterday. They are absolutely authentic."

After the proud introduction, Horatio picked up the chopsticks very skillfully and first mixed the chopped green onion and minced garlic sprinkled on the meat into the noodle soup.

Soaked in the slightly hot soup, the fresh onion aroma and strong garlic aroma are instantly stimulated.

The four beauties around him were stunned.

The noodles are flipped up from the bottom and large chunks of meat are dipped into the soup.

The fat and aroma of the meat are absorbed by the noodles soaking up the soup.

Regardless of the scalding soup, Horatio picked up a handful of noodles coated with glistening fat and slurped it into his mouth.

Gudong.

The four beauties swallowed almost at the same time.

"Quack! Ah!" Veronica covered her eyes and screamed.

Well, because I got too close, the spicy soup from the noodles splashed into her big eyes, which were watery with curiosity.

"Mmmmm. It smells so good. I want to eat it too."

"I told you not to get so close. Sit still! Didn't you just have a ham and butter croissant?"

Veronica, who had a big bag on her head, had her eyes gently wiped by Fasha with a scented handkerchief.

"I just want to eat. Seeing the captain eating with such gusto, I feel hungry again."

"You keep talking about losing weight every day!" Fasha pinched Veronica's soft and elastic legs, which were slightly fat due to the stockings, and then twisted them hard without warning.

"Ouch! It hurts! Little Fasha, be gentle! Ouch! Ouch!!"

This little incident did not spoil Horatio's mood for the meal.

He slurped a mouthful of noodles, then picked up the large piece of tender pork belly and put it into his mouth.

Just a light touch of lips and teeth, the rich meat aroma accompanied by just the right amount of oil without being greasy brings the aroma of noodles and wheat to a new level. "Chef!" Farida suddenly raised her hand and shouted in a shocking voice.

"Madam Military Supervisor, what do you need?" Master Yin asked politely and respectfully.

"Please give me the same meal as the captain, thank you."

"You're quite a scholar," Horatio quipped.

"Hmph~" She looked at Horatio's face, her cheeks slightly red.

"Chef, please give me one too." Louise, who was sitting opposite, was not willing to be left behind and raised her hand and shouted.

"Then I want one too!" Veronica jumped up.

"Chef, thank you for your help." Fasha said with a smile and raised his hand.

After a while, four large bowls of meat noodles were served on the plate.

Louise followed Horatio's example, and it was a little difficult to pick up the meat, but at least she could roll up the noodles.

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"What an interesting set of tableware." Louise looked at her own non-standard chopstick-holding posture and smiled bitterly with an apologetic look on her face.

"You did a great job."

Fasha tried to imitate Horatio, and she was ready to use her hands if she couldn't do it.

Anyway, in Taran, this is how the locals eat noodles.

"I never thought that one day I would be as clumsy as Veronica."

"Huh?" Hearing Fasha's complaints, Veronica didn't understand why others were still hesitating. She took a chopstick in one hand and pulled it into her mouth like knitting, and finally succeeded in picking up the noodles and meat slices.

"Isn't this how it's used?" She put a big mouthful of noodles in her mouth, stammering as she chewed.

"Uh... these cutlery are so difficult to use... please give me a fork." Farida tried several times but still couldn't use chopsticks.

Horatio chuckled warmly as he looked at the four beauties who were confused by the chopsticks.

"Look at my fingers. Actually, this is not difficult. Stretch out your index and middle fingers, and pinch them with your thumb. Yes, that's right, like me..."

After some thoughtful, hands-on instruction, the four ladies quickly learned how to use chopsticks to pick up meat slices and roll noodles.

The number of greedy slurping sounds quickly increased from one to five.

"Ah, hehe, I'm so full. It's so delicious! The captain really knows how to eat. Burp~" Veronica collapsed on the red velvet sofa, gently rubbing her slightly bulging belly under her tight flight jacket and grinned.

"Thank you, little captain. You are such a good eater. I believe we have a lot in common. My hometown, Taran, also has many special foods. I would like to recommend a few dishes to you if I have the chance in the future and cook them for you to taste." Fasha blinked her charming long eyelashes and smiled meaningfully.

"That would be awesome, I'm looking forward to it."

"Honey, don't move. I'll wipe it for you. Come, look at me." Farida took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the oil stains on the corners of her lips. Then she sat facing Horatio in a mischievous way, held up his handsome face, and wiped his mouth with a smile.

The soft pink lips coated with alluring lip gloss were getting closer and closer, and were about to stick to each other.

"Captain, this place hasn't been cleaned yet. Let me help you."

Louise, who was sitting opposite, immediately put down her bowl and chopsticks, stood up, leaned forward, took out a handkerchief and wiped the oil stain on the other side, interrupting Farida's thoughts.

Of course, even if Louise didn't take action, he wouldn't let her succeed in front of so many of his lovers.

Farida pouted sadly, raised her slender hand calmly, stretched it towards him who was sitting beside her, and squeezed it hard.

"Hmm!" Horatio groaned.

"What's wrong, Captain?!" The three beauties sitting opposite him looked at the sound he made and asked in surprise and concern.

"Nothing." Horatio forced a smile through gritted teeth, then turned to Farida: "Right, Hood Military Supervisor."

"Yes, Captain~ Nothing happened~"

The smile on her face grew brighter, while the delicate white hands that were doing mischief below became more and more restless.

"Of course, everyone, to celebrate our great victory in our first battle, there will be a banquet tonight that is guaranteed to feast your eyes and your taste buds." He said to the beauties in front of him with his facial muscles tensed.

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