Chapter 1739: Chapter 583: Dou Qi Dual Extres
A small incident interrupted the conversation between the two sides.
Seven short and chubby Hobbits swaggered through the crowd like crabs, carrying trays, and heavily placed the trays on the volcanic rock table in front of the boss.
The Mulan-style large tray made of pure gold contained bamboo rice sandwiches, fresh kiwi, salted swan eggs, and stead whale with olive vegetables—this was today’s breakfast.
Golden brown bamboo rice cakes sandwiched with mint leaves as green as jade, accompanied by oozing orangey-red sauce and roasted venison, presented a delightful combination of colors; the round-headed, mini salted whales had been marinated in rice wine for three days beforehand, removing the salty and muddy taste. When stead with olive vegetables, an overwhelming aroma of the sea filled the air.
Fresh kiwi is a specialty of the Chesang Continent, each as big as a basketball. Despite their slightly ugly appearance covered in green fuzz, the flesh is incredibly sweet and fragrant, truly a gem among fruits; the salted swan eggs were a gift to Fei Lengcui from two brothers-in-law, as the black swans raised by the Sy Clan in the swamps grow up eating snails, and each egg is double-yolked, oily, and full.
Simple yet not simple at all, this breakfast alone gathered specialties from four or five regions spanning two continents.
“This guy is really stingy.” The fifth prince looked sympathetically at the overly self-satisfied old Liu; the prince could not imagine that a dignified national leader’s breakfast would consist of rely this handful of dishes, a frugality that couldn’t even compare to a county-level official in the Tang Zang Empire.
The beautiful maids held silver pots and cutlery, setting the table like fluttering butterflies, filling cups with delicious Ant Bull Honey milk; originally soundly sleeping in Cui Beixi’s arms, Guoguo and Mattlazi first sniffed, and four small eyes suddenly opened wide.
Penguin butler Jabbar, dressed in a tailcoat, walked over to Liu Zhankhan with his head held high, twirling his fingers as he shook out a white kerchief embroidered with golden thread to tie it around the lord’s neck.
“Co, co, Your Highness, don’t just talk, sit down and fill your belly.” Liu Zhankhan invited the fifth prince of Tang Zang with faux cheerfulness.
“How could it be that the guest invites the host to eat?” The fifth prince quickly waved his hand, chuckling, “Heru City has already received my Fire Talisman announcing my visit, and they must be preparing breakfast for as we speak. Originally, I was going to invite Your Majesty to join for breakfast, but I didn’t expect your royal chef to be so prompt.”
“Then I won’t be too polite either, ‘to your health…'” Liu Zhankhan raised a cup of Ant Bull Honey milk with a smile to the prince, just about to down it in one gulp when he suddenly rembered sothing, hurriedly setting down the cup to call Qingya Baiyu to co sit.
This little girl hadn’t eaten for a long ti.
Bai Suqing looked very restrained, being led by the hand to sit carefully next to Empress Dowager Ning Yu.
Liu Zhankhan picked up a sandwich and handed it to her, the little girl panicked, raising her charming face to seek help from Yitiao, her complexion redder than the roasted venison.
Guoguo, holding a kiwi larger than its body, gnawed on it while tilting its head to watch this Eastern dusa.
Bai Suqing and Fei Wenli bore an extrely similar appearance, blending a noble elegance with incomparable allure.
“It’s so similar~ so damn similar~ especially the eagle feathers~” The little parrot glanced sideways at Yitiao and old Liu, cawing jokingly, “Two dusas~ you two better not have any psychological pressure in the future~”
“Pff… pff… pff…”
The five great Magic Tutors and three Dragon Clan mbers couldn’t hold it in, spraying the table with Ant Bull Milk.
Liu Zhankhan and Yitiao were dumbfounded, their mouths turning into pots, all four eyebrows shooting up like upright shrubs, sweat dripping down profusely.
The little parrot’s way of describing people’s hair as “eagle feathers” was a peculiarity it picked up from the Underground World.
Fei Wenli and Bai Suqing both had black hair, their lovely faces bearing a seven-tenths resemblance, and if soone were unaware, they’d easily mistake them for twin sisters.
If the little parrot hadn’t ntioned it, old Liu absolutely wouldn’t have realized this issue—Fei Wenli was currently caring for her godfather Mourinho in the Southwest Province, but she would eventually co back, and as the saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. What if by then?
Yitiao felt much the sa.
That’s how psychological pressure cos about—if you never thought about it, fine, but once you do, you’ll never sleep soundly again.
“Boss…” Yitiao looked at old Liu with a distressed face, his hopes pinned on him not worrying about himself, though the boss’s notoriety for being a lecher was well-known… this wasn’t a nickna given by others…
“No fear! When Kaka returns, have him help with so costic work.” Liu Zhankhan shivered!
The “Grand Prophecy Transformation Technique” could only change Tan Ya into his mother-in-law’s appearance, which had already caused him imnse psychological pressure. Over the past few days, he had been contemplating asking Kaka to help with so costic work for Tan Ya. He hadn’t made up his mind about this yet, and now there was another Qingya Baiyu who looked so much like Fei Wenli!
It seems the heavens were truly mad, pulling such a trick on him.
However, old Liu wasn’t the most embarrassed one; the beautiful snake instructor Cui Beixi’s charming face was now flushed red enough to drip blood.
She didn’t know about old Liu and Fei Wenli’s relationship, so when the little parrot ntioned two dusas and psychological pressure, the beautiful snake instructor naturally assud it was referring to herself and Qingya—as we know, Fei Wenli was actually Cui Beixi’s own niece; due to their blood relationship, they did look sowhat similar, so naturally, Cui Beixi and Qingya did too…
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