Chapter 955 (1/2)
Lu Chuan has nothing to do with the old bastard and ruffian Pope.
In Lu Chuan's opinion, the banquet was simply weak.
There is no shortage of wine, no shortage of women, and no shortage of cakes But there's nothing more than pastry, which is pastry. In this end of the world when there is a serious lack of material, seafood, ham and so on, you don't have to think about it at all.
How to say, in the end of the world, this is a kind of party.
But compared with before the end of the world, it's so shabby that people laugh off their big teeth.
It's too sad for you to hug the Pope? Can this be called a party? It won't be that you get together and have sex all night, even if it's dinner? ”
The face of the Pope is now as black as charcoal.
Lu Chuan laughed and immediately said, ”ha ha ha ha, don't mind the Pope. I'm joking. Well, as a friend from afar, how can you not bring some gifts? ”
With that, Lu Chuan released the Pope.
”Pa pa pa pa...” Lu Chuan clapped his hands.
Lu Chuan was originally the protagonist, Lu Chuan this action, immediately attracted all the people. In particular, these social flowers, one by one, glared at Luchuan and almost swallowed him raw.
Some chest material, but also did not show traces of their own chest, appears more magnificent.
”Ladies and gentlemen, the host should take good care of them. However, in China, there is a custom that guests will bring some gifts when they come to visit. ” Lu Chuan said.
The poem has been translated into Russian.
The people below all smile and stare at Lu Chuan with curiosity.
Lu Chuan said, ”I'll give you a magic trick. It's also a surprise.”
Lu Chuan pressed his hand, then went to the table, waved, and asked the waiter to come over and said, ”take away all the pastries here.”
These cakes are also exquisite. After all, the raw materials are very simple.
The waiters did not dare to disobey. They quickly moved the long table cake to one side, and then looked at Lu Chuan curiously.
Lu Chuan laughed, clapped his hands and motioned.
Standing in front of the long table, Lu Chuan's manual, and along with the table to the other end, and in this process, there were bursts of people's exclamations.
”God, it's Parma ham.”
”Black Forest Ham.”
”Iberian ham.”
”Lord, bluefin tuna.”
”Lobster.”
”Caviar.”
”Roast the whole sheep.”
”God, I saw something.”
People exclaimed, one by one can not help their restless heart, because these things have disappeared for ten years.
In particular, roast whole sheep, in the storage space under the freezing of time, still maintain the best state when just baked, gold steaming, sending out a strong fragrance.
Before the end of the world, it's hard to refuse the smell of meat and spices, let alone now.
A person, all like greedy cat, staring.
Lu Chuan is very satisfied with the effect. In the storage space, Luchuan specially prepared these things. In modern times, it's good food, but in the end of the world, it's a big kill.
Food is the most important thing for the people. This sentence is the same to anyone.
People who have experienced the end of the world, in the era of extreme scarcity, only know how attractive these are to them, and it is impossible for people to refuse.
It is no exaggeration to say that in front of the delicious food of this table, what power, what women, what gold, all become meaningless. These are things to consider after eating.
Lu Chuan showed a smile, and then in the roast sheep, tore a lamb chops, in the heat, bite down, slowly taste.
”Gulu...”
This kind of swallowing sound can never be heard.
Even the old man, the Pope, was shivering, his eyes wide open, staring at Lu Chuan's actions. He wished he was Luchuan at this moment.
Lu Chuan blinked his eyes and said, ”what are you doing in a daze? Don't you want to eat?”
”Hoo!”
Lu Chuan's words, like the fuse, ignited these people. They rushed up madly, regardless of their own identity. No matter whether they were men or women, they would not consider each other's identity any more. The food was all in their eyes.
Now they don't care whether it's magic or not.
Grab your hand, put it into your mouth, and chew.
Everything is so real that they almost swallow their tongue. Whether he is true or not, even if it is a dream, let them dream more.
But the Pope, his face as black as a pot, but still quickly squeeze in the past, strong strength, let him pull a leg of sheep, gnawing, where is the momentum of the Pope?Lu Chuan stood beside happily, looking at the eating habits of these people. He shamelessly put on the smart clothes on his wrist and recorded the scene.
If this video is transmitted, I'm afraid their image and face will be ruined.
Lu Chuan took a bottle of wine, looked at it, praised: ”this wine is good, almost 20 years old.” Opened impolitely, poured a cup to oneself, light sipped up.
Like wine, can be stored for a long time, can be in the last world, the most important is wine.
The whole party, now in a mess, has no image at all.
Lu Chuan watched for a while, shook his head and walked away directly.
Back at afrola's place, Lu Chuan naturally repeated his old skills and opened a table for her, which almost made her eyes stare out.
After a very compelling candlelight dinner, afrola, who has recovered and is stimulated by Lu Chuan's romance, has been fighting furiously with Luchuan for another night.
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