Lan Jue's eyes lit up, "How do you know I'm hungry?"
The gourmet glanced at him and said, "Because I'm hungry. Want to eat?"
Lan Jue stared at him with wide eyes, and said, "Is there still a condition?"
The gourmet smiled slightly, "I remember when we wiped out the last pirate group, there was a wine cellar there, and it was empty when I saw it. But I vaguely, as if, maybe saw a familiar empty bottle, The mark on the bottle is a deer head made of sterling silver, I don’t know if I read it right?”
Lan Jue looked at him, speechless for a while, "You're blackmailing! Just order flatbread, and just want to exchange for my Dalmore whiskey, you have a good idea!"
The gourmet snorted, "What do you call yours? That's a trophy. As the head of the regiment, you've filled your pockets! How dare you say that?"
Lan Jue said helplessly: "What do you mean being enriched? I didn't drink, and I plan to go back and share it with everyone!"
The gourmet looked disbelieving, "Will you go back and share with everyone? Who knows the amount you took away at that time, have you registered?"
Lan Jue pouted, "Actually, not many people like to drink this kind of thing."
The gourmet said awe-inspiringly: "That must be fair and just. As the head of the regiment, you bend the law for personal gain, how can you convince the soldiers?"
Hearing his impassioned voice, Gabriel couldn't help opening his eyes again, with a flash of surprise in his eyes. If Gourmet and Zeus fight, maybe I have a chance. After all, Lan Jue didn't seal any of his abilities before. Escaping by oneself is much better than being captured by the other party. Gabriel is quite confident in his own strength. And he also believed that it was impossible for people like Tianhuo Avenue to destroy the entire planet. As long as they are gone, there is always a chance for him to return to Oude Star.
Seeing the awe-inspiring look of the gourmet, Lan couldn't help being a little speechless.
"How much?"
The gourmet conjured another plate out of nowhere, put all the pancakes on the plate, and then a faint dark red light flashed on his hands as he baked each pancake. Soon, a dense explosion appeared in the control room. Strong aroma.
Lan Jue sniffled, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Is this baked with ghee? It smells so good!"
The gourmet took out another piece of sauced beef and a small knife, and moved the knife like flying. Slices of thin beef fell on the flatbread. Gabriel, who was watching from a distance, couldn't help swallowing. This early in the morning, he still didn't eat anything.
Lan Jue unceremoniously picked up a large pancake, put beef on it, and took a bite, it was delicious and sweet.
Su Xiaosu also came over and looked at the gourmet pitifully.
The gourmet smiled and made a gesture of invitation, "I have never been a stingy person. Are you right, jeweler."
While eating, Lan Jue sighed helplessly, and with a flash of light in his hand, he handed over a bottle.
This bottle looks a bit like a pendulum, and the wine inside exudes a dark golden luster under the light. As the gourmet said before, there is a silver-white deer head on one side of the bottle, which looks extremely dazzling .
Dalmore whiskey, one of the most expensive whiskeys in human history. The taste is extremely mellow.
Port Ireland is already a top-notch whiskey, but in front of Dalmore, it is still a notch lower.
The production of Dalmore is very small and extremely rare, especially the old Dalmore is even rarer. The bottle that Lan Jue took out was clearly marked with thirty years on it.
Whiskey is different from other spirits in that it determines the age when it is bottled, that is to say, how many years it has been stored in oak barrels is how many years the wine is. Years after bottling do not count. Although it will be like Chinese liquor, the longer the time, the more mellow it will be, but the change will not be particularly large.
When they defeated the last pirate group, they found a small wine cellar in its treasure room, which was full of whiskey. The captain of the pirates was an avid whiskey lover.
In fact, in the New Yuan era, many whiskey brewing methods have been lost. I don't know where he collected it from, but there are many precious whiskeys in the wine cellar that can't be seen on Tianhuo Avenue. The bottle of Dalmore in front of me is one of them.
The gourmet picked up the Dalmore without hesitation, and was about to open the bottle.
"Wait! Do you have a suitable wine glass?" Lan Jue said helplessly. Trying to struggle last. Top-quality whiskey must be tasted in a special whiskey glass, and its aroma must be captured, so that it can be tried perfectly.
"Nonsense! As a gourmet, how could you not be prepared?" Two standard Shangyuan Scotch whiskey glasses appeared on the table.
Lan Jue sighed helplessly, and had no choice but to turn his head and continue eating his flatbread and beef.
"One more cup!" The racing driver's loud voice sounded, and then he walked in with a vicious expression on his face.
"You two are not authentic! You didn't call me after drinking such a good wine. Are you still shameless?" The racing driver looked angry.
Let's fight, let's fight! Someone is praying silently.
Unfortunately, there were three cups on the table. Only a little whiskey was poured into each glass, just to fill the bottom of the glass.
The gourmet corked the bottle with great care, and naturally put it into his storage ring.
"You are plundering! Who said just now that it should be fair, open, and just?" Lan Jue said angrily.
The gourmet said indifferently: "Stop this set. I want this bottle and give it to you to taste. I don't bother with you about the rest, why are you talking to me?"
Lan Jue was stunned for a moment, the anger on his face quickly subsided, and he sighed, "For the sake of your old age, let me let you."
The gourmet's eyes changed, and he looked at him in surprise, "There can be better ones, right?" He really couldn't think of any whiskey better than Dalmore. The empty bottle he saw in that cellar was the Thirty Year Dalmore. He just lied to Lan Jue just now, but he actually took out a bottle.
Lan Jue smiled wryly: "Taiska and Bomo, who are still a bit old, do you think they can compare with Damo?"
The two kinds of whiskey that Lan Jue mentioned are also very good whiskeys, but in front of Da Mo, they can only be floating clouds.
The racer at the side didn't say a word, but silently picked up the cup, brought it to his nose and sniffed lightly.
Soon, a look of intoxication appeared on his face.
Lan Jue and Gourmet also picked up the cup, smelled it, and took a sip.
When you enter the wine, the first thing you feel is not the taste of alcohol, or even liquid. Instead, a burst of extremely fragrant hot air rushed into every cell in the body in an instant.
Lan Jue has also drank Dalmo before, but this is the first time he has tasted Dalmore in such a vintage. Moreover, this bottle of whiskey is very well preserved, and the taste is so pure that it seems to make every pore exude fragrance.
Didn't fight, what a pity! Gabriel sat there, thinking helplessly. He doesn't have any interest in wine, but he kind of wants to eat those flatbreads and beef.
Unfortunately, no one remembers this one. The Lan Jue trio immersed in the wonderful aroma of whiskey, together with Su Xiaosu, quickly swept away all the food.
After eating, the gourmet said: "I went to find your tailor. She should be nearby. I received a message from her before."
The tailor usually looks as gentle as water, but in fact he is also a god-level mecha master, and he was the first to enter the Star Alliance.
At the beginning, her name was Feng Zhijing in the mecha master world, and everyone thought she was a male, and she hid her true identity very well.
Her air demon king, who once caused a lot of trouble to the four gods, is the master of the air. And, of course, the gourmet wife.
After getting the good wine and the food, the gourmet will naturally go to find his wife.
Watching the gourmet leave, the racing driver moved closer to Lan Jue, "Is there anything better?"
Lan Jue looked at him cautiously, "What did you say about the cigar cellar you picked up last time?"
The racer said: "You have a share! It's fair."
Lan Jue smiled and said: "Okay, it's settled! Go back and divide the spoils."
"I know you two are tricky." With a flash of light, Gourmet reappeared in the main control room.
The racer immediately jumped up, "Damn it, he even brought back his carbine!"
The gourmet snorted coldly, and looked at Lan Jue with serious eyes, "Be honest!"
Lan Jue made a silence gesture, "Hush your voice. We're not the only ones who like these things. That's good, when we go back, we three, one thirty one, all divided equally. It's okay, right? Who No secrets. But, I want to eat boiled Aolong! Gourmet, you can figure it out.”
The serious expression on the gourmet's face disappeared instantly, and he said with a smile: "No problem, it's such a happy agreement. I'm leaving!" After finishing speaking, he walked out again.
Lan Jue and the racing driver gestured their middle fingers behind his back at the same time, and the racing driver said angrily, "This bad middle-aged man! He's really insidious and cunning!"
Lan Jue sighed, "It's not all your fault, if you hold back any longer."
Gabriel closed his eyes in pain, these guys...
The explosion of Moon Demon Star intensified, and the war has become completely one-sided. Especially when two battleships and Zeus I appeared above the heads of those pirates. When the guns of the battleship were aimed at them and fired. The last of the pirates' resistance has begun to crumble.