Ming Dynasty, New Rome, and Infinite Divine Machine

"Yes. I'm here to deliver the food. Senior Fu, would you like to try some? I brought more when I knew you were here."

"I'll just take a bite, to taste it." He took one out of the lunch box that the Jinyiwei was going to eat, looked it up and down, left and right, and then threw it directly into his mouth.

"Ok?"

"Um"

"Ok!"

His expression changed several times, and Fu Yuanshan swallowed the blood sausage. He also poured a glass of water from the water dispenser next to him.

The recipe and seasoning of this blood sausage are quite simple, and the taste is not that complicated. But what Fu Yuanshan tasted was not only the taste of the food itself.

Shangluo asked: "How is it? How does it taste?"

Fu Yuanshan drank some water first, and instead of answering directly, he asked him, "Are you going to give it to Yiji?"

"Well, I sent her prison food, and prepared some for everyone. Is it delicious?"

“Delicious, very delicious.”

"Ah, just as I thought, I think it tastes good too."

Fu Yuanshan took another sip of water: "You didn't do this yourself, did you? I mean, this shouldn't be something you did yourself."

"Yes. Someone gave it to me to eat. I thought it was good, so I wanted to come and deliver some prison food." Shangluo nodded in response - seeing him nod, Fu Yuanshan relaxed a little.

"That's good, that's good. If you did it yourself, I would really doubt whether children nowadays have received too much information, which has led to their 'interests' being somewhat deviated. After all, it is a dragon."

"Huh? What does that mean?"

"Nothing. It's just that the person who made this sausage for you really wants you to eat it. I feel it - well, let's eat it together."

"Great, I prepared such a big box!"

Shangluo said this and took out a huge five-layer food box from his bag.

"Senior Fu, who is this for?"

"So many? Wait a minute, let me think about it." He closed his eyes, frowned, and his mind was working at high speed:

"Let's put it this way. We have a lounge on the third floor underground. There is a cold table in the lounge. Whoever is hungry can go there and eat. I think it's almost time for afternoon tea, so let's put the food directly on the cold table."

As he spoke, he took out the intercom and said, "Hey, someone come to the first floor. Shangluo has sent some delicious sausages. Bring the food boxes to the lounge on the third floor below ground and put them there. Those who arrive first will eat first, and those who arrive later will eat later."

"I'm coming, I'm coming." When Han Xingzhi heard that Shangluo was sending food, he ran up from downstairs.

"Why are you here?" Lu Liang, who had just arrived at the buffet, asked, "You're not a member of the Imperial Guard, so why are you wandering around in the Imperial Prison?"

"I'm here to visit Dragon Roar. Master Sa Tian asked my eldest brother to keep an eye on me, so I go wherever he goes."

"That's true." Although Lu Liang was not there at the time, she knew about it. "If you want a cold meal, just go over there and get a plate."

"Are there any rules?"

"Yes." Lu Liang said, "For the beverage machine, don't put more than three kinds of drinks in one cup. For the corn tortilla, you must eat it all at once, and there must be no leftovers. For the roast suckling pig, you must cut off the bones along with the parts you cut."

"Wait, wait, wait. Now that you mention that, I don't dare to eat any of it! What's all that stuff in your cold room?"

"Anyway." Lu Liang looked at him, "Follow the table etiquette, take as much as you can eat, and it won't be a big deal."

"Then I can't eat it either! I can only eat a few designated foods, or else I can only eat spiritual things. I just came to see what the sausages that big brother sent look like."

"???" Lu Liang was stunned for a moment, "You can eat spiritual things, right? That's fine. You can eat them all."

"So none of this is normal food, right? What kind of cafeteria is this?!"

"It's a bit of employee benefit. But if that's the case, you can't eat the sausage that Shangluo sent. Apart from that sausage, you can eat anything else."

"." At this point, Han Xingzhi finally reacted, "It's true. It's true that after going through so many twists and turns, you may think there is no way out, but when you turn around, you will find another village! Can you eat whatever you want here? This is simply my paradise! How come no one told me about such a great place?"

"It's no use talking about it." Lu Liang shook his head and said, "This is the imperial prison, not your cafeteria. Don't hang around here anymore. Besides, it's not a bad thing for a cultivator to control his appetite. You think you're cultivating the Way of Blessing and Fate."

"Then can I be a Jinyiwei?"

"Do you have a Wei nationality?"

"Ah no"

"Did your ancestors fight for the throne with Grandpa Taizu, Grandpa Chengzu, and Grandpa Kangzu?"

"No."

"Then have you reached the Qi training stage and participated in the Jinyiwei recruitment examination?"

"I have reached the Qi training stage, but I am not old enough to participate."

"Then you have to wait two years. You can only participate when you are at least 18 years old."

"Two years? That's impossible! This bland soup will make me starve to death before the end of this year. If I continue to starve, I will eat the cursed dates again."

"Then I."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Yuan came up from behind and pushed him aside, "Eat if you want to or not. It's good enough to come here for a meal or two occasionally. There's a golden light in your eyes, and you have a Taoist mind, but you still don't know how to appreciate the blessing you have. Hey, where is the sausage?"

"Next to the meat."

"Is there any crystal braised pork to eat?"

"Yes." Wen Yuan also took a plate for him, "Come and eat. Let me tell you, the fried steamed bread slices here are also excellent."

"Who would want to eat steamed bread slices when there are braised pork?" He walked in and looked to the right. "Wow! There are braised pig's trotters! Who would want to eat braised pork when there are boiled pig's trotters?"

He took another step inside: "Wow! There's Chicken with All Flavors!"

Chapter 1042: Dining Style

"Baiwei Chicken???" Wen Yuan was stunned for a moment, "Isn't Baiwei Chicken everywhere? It's a chain store."

"It's everywhere, so when I see something I can't eat, I want to eat it the most! Ah! The taste of my hometown! We old Yingtian people love it!"

"We old Yingtian people like this row of cold stewed dishes, right?" Wen Yuan covered his forehead, "You should at least try it. There's roast pork over there."

"All good, all good." He walked around with the plate in his hand, taking a large amount of each item and two large spoonfuls of fried rice.

pat.

The second spoonful landed on the plate and it was full.

"Ah, this." He weighed it and it was a bit heavy, as if he was full after eating it. He hadn't eaten the roasted pork yet.

"Don't go back." Wen Yuan took a glance.

"How can I go back? Who do you think I am?" He sat down at the table, holding a plate of cold stewed vegetables and half a plate of egg fried rice. Wen Yuan, sitting opposite him, picked up four pieces of blood sausage sent by Shangluo and casually paired them with some fried noodles. This is the calmness of a person who has food to eat every day. He doesn't need this one meal.

Han Xingzhi took a bite of the Baiwei Chicken first: "Hmm! It tastes exactly the same! Where did this spiritual thing come from? It tastes exactly the same as the Baiwei Chicken on the street! What kind of chicken is this?"

Wen Yuan was about to eat, and looked up at him: "Are you sure you want to know what kind of chicken this is?"

"."

"Wait. Why are there so many legs and wings in this chicken? Never mind. Hey, how does your sausage taste? I can't eat that. Try it and tell me how it tastes."

"It looks really good." Wen Yuan picked up the blood sausage with chopsticks and looked around.

Dark red, the same color as purple rice. This sausage really looks like a sausage - not to mention the stuffing, the skill of making the sausage is pretty good.

He took a bite.

"Yue!!!!"

Wen Yuan leaned back and covered her chest.

"Hey, are you okay?"

“This is the taste.”

"what about the taste?"

With difficulty and pain, Wen Yuan swallowed the sausage in her mouth:

"It's not cooked well without salt. It's burnt on the outside and raw on the inside. When I took a bite, blood burst out. It tasted so raw! I thought I was holding a pig and taking a bite!"

[Hey, Shangluo, your friends just ate sausages. ]

"What did they say?" Shangluo stood in the elevator holding a box.

[The food service bean in the cold room said that they had eaten it. The bean were about to come out to clean the floor, but luckily he didn't waste it and ate it all.]

"Eh? That shouldn't be the case. Is it that unpalatable? Didn't Senior Fu eat it too?"

[It may be because the taste of you celestial beings is more complex than that of mortals. Mortals can only taste sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, but you can taste the seven emotions and six desires. Senior Fu tasted the wonderful, wonderful intentions. You also tasted it. But your friends, they can't taste the seven emotions and six desires, only the five tastes. If we use the standard of the five tastes, then there is only the frugality, simplicity and tenacity of the Romans. Eating this thing is indeed a challenging choice, which requires supreme courage.]

"Isn't this blood sausage an improved version? Isn't it much easier to swallow than black soup?"

【In theory, this is true. However, this is what Phaethon did. 】

"Uh" Shangluo covered his forehead, "I don't know whether it is lucky or unlucky. I seem to be eating something very strange, but I think it tastes good."

[It's not just one or two days. You are happy eating panda food. But by human standards, this toy seems to be closer to feed than food.]

As we were talking, the elevator gradually descended to the ninth floor underground. The roaring sound in my ears became louder and louder.

Ding, the door opened. The elevator bell could not cover the dragon's angry roar.

The elevator door opened, and Lu Huaiyang was standing with his back to the door wearing earmuffs. Hearing the movement behind him, he turned around and looked.

"Oh, Shangluo? Why are you back again?"

"I'm here to deliver the prison food." Shangluo raised the food box and gestured, "Didn't they announce it over the radio?"

"Broadcast? Forget it. The dragon keeps yelling, and I can't hear it even with the broadcast. You come to deliver prison food? Then be careful. We have yelled many times, and if she doesn't obey, we will use the dragon whip. But she seems to be getting angrier and angrier, shrinking inside without making a sound, and only attacking us with noise. If you open the door now, you can't be sure."

"It should be okay, right?" Shangluo held up the plate and took a look inside.

"Wow!!!" Another roaring sound wave blasted along the corridor.

"Oh my god." Shang Luo rubbed his ears. "The sound is really loud. Did she spit out sand? Did she say anything?"

"No." Lu Huaiyang shook his head. Our people hadn't gone in yet, so of course she didn't spit out any sand.

"Then I'll go in and take a look."

He took out the weight and restored his physical condition to the level of a celestial being. But the sound wave was still like a devil's sound, and the Jinyiwei who was close to him couldn't help but frown even though he was wearing earmuffs.

[Eh? Their earmuffs are pretty good. I can hear people talking, but they block out roars. It seems like they filter out broadcasts as well. Is it active noise reduction? I don’t understand.]

"Is your ear okay?" Shangluo asked.

[Eh, I'm following you, but my senses are based on yours. If you listen, it's okay, and I'm fine too.]

Walking to the door of the cell, Shang Luo knocked on the door: "Your Highness, I'm here to bring you prison food."

"Wow!!!!" The roar doubled.

[What are you talking about prison food? ]

"Oh no no, I'm just here to deliver food. Do you want to try it? Do you want to open the door and spit some sand oh no, open the door and try it?"

The roaring continued.

Shangluo had no choice but to take out a blood sausage and throw it in through the observation window.

"Ah." The roar stopped immediately.

"."Everyone outside looked at each other and Shangluo, wondering what he had lost.

Suddenly, Otohime's head appeared at the observation port.

"What was that just now?" Otohime asked faintly.

"Is it tasty?"

Otohime nodded behind the observation window.

"Then you still eat?"

She nodded again.

"Then I'll go in and deliver the food, don't shout."

Shangluo signaled to the Jinyiwei next to him to open the door and let him enter the cell.