Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

The plan was a huge success.

At least that was what Kang De thought.

When he enthusiastically invited Tagris into the main building, Hong San stood by the door. When the dark-faced Lord Elandir passed, he lowered his head respectfully and held the etiquette of an elder.

After the Elven Sage entered half angry and worried, confusion appeared on Hong San's face. He turned to look at the backs of the humans and elves. He had always felt that something was wrong.

"Is it an illusion…"

Hong San lowered his head in thought as he followed in.

The banquet began.

Although it was a banquet, it was actually only a small-scale private banquet. There were no unrelated people. Apart from Hong San, there were also the gorilla and Leona. The gorilla was responsible for safety protection, and Leona was responsible for warming up the venue.

The long table in the room had already been removed and replaced by something huge like an eight-seat table. The cultural radiation of Cathay to Goethe was prevalent a hundred years ago. Now, the mysterious Eastern culture was no longer popular on the continent, but there were still many corresponding collections among the commoners. When Kang De, a Cathayan, appeared out of nowhere, there were as many people who wanted to flatter him.

This table and various jade chopsticks were one of the gifts sent.

Kang De reached out and said, "Please sit."

Tagris seemed to have never experienced such a private and small-scale dinner. He sat down excitedly. Kang De sat down on his right, and the gorilla sat beside him. Leona curled her lips and sat against the gorilla, and on the Duke's left were Elandir and Hong San.

Duke Tiling looked around and felt that this meal was very perfect.

There were no old-fashioned nobles or subordinates who nodded and bowed. Apart from Elandir, who had an undesirable expression beside him, there was no restraint.

After he sat down, he immediately asked Kang De beside him, "What do you want to eat?"

Kang De smiled. "Eat something good you've never eaten."

Hearing this, Elandir, who had already been wary of Kang De and had a negative impression of him, snorted. Although his good upbringing prevented him from mocking him, the disdain was obvious.

—Something good that you've never eaten? What a joke. Do you know what an elf royal family is? The entire world is filled with elves' orchards, vegetable fields, ranches, and farms!

Tagris also smiled. "I've eaten all the dishes of Cathay. About a fifth of my personal chefs are from the East. I've long seen the food culture of Cathay."

Kang De smiled.

Then, he clapped his hands.

"…How fragrant!"

Before long, the elves whimpered in happiness and surprise.

The food culture is a continuous process of development.

The cooking method continuously upgraded, the way the ingredients were processed continuously upgraded, the arrival of foreign ingredients, the improvement and invention of the cooker, the evolution of the preservation and transportation method, everything was continuously developing and changing.

Perhaps this elf with a respected status was indeed knowledgeable. He had extremely high power and status. The delicious food he ate every day was created and modified by countless people from all over the world. The ingredients he used were precious and difficult to find. The exquisite cooking method might have exceeded Kang De's imagination. Even if he served the top delicious dishes on Earth, it was difficult to shock the other party.

Moreover, there was magic in this world. It was hard to guarantee that an ice and fire magic chef would not appear.

However, so what?!

There were carbonated drinks on Earth! There was vitamin lemonade! There was puffed food! There were all kinds of sweet foods! There were packaged foods that cost nothing!

Don't underestimate these cheapest things.

They had developed for decades or even hundreds of years and sold consumer goods to billions of people. They had spent a large sum of money to hire professionals and racked their brains to improve their tastes just to cruelly compete with countless peers and fight for every ounce of market share. There were continuous new participants and new eliminated people. They used technology to promote the enjoyment and even used chemistry to directly invent new substances. All of this was to earn money, money, money, and more money from the largest number of consumers!

After dozens or hundreds of years of development, a suffocating consumer group, countless talented people, countless research and development costs, and ancillary dividends based on scientific development and civilization progress—how could a small group of chefs who surrounded the emperor be comparable to the food products created like this?

Most importantly, these things were never seen or heard of.

D*mn, are you joking with those endless various food additives?

Awesome.

Therefore, what the ancient web novel said about using roasted meat to subdue a divine beast and causing the Sword Saint to kowtow was basically nonsense. However, if he brought a box of instant noodles and sprinkled half of the seasonings to eat while playing with them, he might succeed.

In the other world, instant noodles and condiments were probably much more expensive than bread.

Tagris ate very happily.

Poor thing, he had probably starved his whole life on the elves' side.

Pan-fried foie gras, charcoal-roasted steak, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, steamed bass, and boiled cabbage. These were all pointless. Kang De did not instruct the kitchen to cook them at all.

Tonight, junk food was the only protagonist.

The packaged food that was carried out from the white fog world was handed to his iron son to remove the packaging and put it in a bag. It was packed and sent to the kitchen. The only mission of the masters was to open it and lay a good plate before serving it. Many dishes and a feast were completed.

It could be said to be dazzling, heavy in sugar and oil, and countless cancer-inducing carcinogens.

Even his mother would be silent when she saw this. The old Chinese doctor would cry in despair.

Tagris ate until his eyes almost rolled back.

It had to be said that this guy was too strong. The 1.25-liter carbonated drink was chugged at once. He ate all kinds of puffed food like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. The half-processed fried chicken placed in the KFC warmer had not been served. With his small body, he ate until his energy shook the mountains and rivers as if he was the reincarnation of a hungry ghost.

Elandir ate a little and was also surprised. The Elven Sage was also someone who had experienced hundreds of battles. When he was young, he traveled the continent and enjoyed everything he needed to enjoy. However, this was the first time he had eaten such a food he had never seen. He was still surprised—but these could not compare to the performance of the lord beside him.

"Your… Your Highness…"

He advised softly, "Etiquette! Manners! Be mindful!"

"Shut up!"

Tagris drank a bottle of iced black tea in five seconds and threw the bottle away. He shouted, "What did I eat in the past?! So the Goethe people are living so well?"

Elandir was on tenterhooks, afraid that this lord would cause trouble. When he heard this, he immediately denied it, "No, no, no. The Goethe people definitely don't eat these."

The Elven Duke turned around and looked at Kang De. His face flushed red and he burped. The smell of cola and spices rushed out, "Then it's yours? Kang De, I want to buy your chef!"

Kang De smiled. "That's not for sale. I don't do human trafficking."

Tagris frowned, his eyes looking drunk. Kang De did not take out the wine, instead, this guy got drunk off carbonated drinks.

He said with his tongue out, "It… it's fine! You can name the price! I can exchange it with you! I, I have many chefs! They're all top-notch! They're very powerful! I also have maids! Maids who control me very strictly! I'll give her to you! All of them!"

The phone in front of Kang De's chest was operating loyally and reliably. He smiled and said, "What will I eat if I sell it to you?"

"That… that's true."

Tagris revealed a troubled expression, but a few seconds later, the elf's handsome and slightly feminine face revealed a proud and happy smile, "I got it! I got it!"

He looked at Kang De and stretched out his hand. Just like how Kang De had wrapped his arm around his shoulder previously, he wrapped his arm around the other party's shoulder. Then, he stared into Kang De's eyes and smiled evilly.

"I'll buy you too."

He seemed to have solved a huge problem and chuckled proudly, "When the time comes, let's eat together. Not only can you eat these, but you can also eat my food… What's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours…"

The more Elandir listened, the more awkward he felt. He gently reached out to pull the corner of Tagris' shirt and whispered, "Your Highness! Your Highness! Please wake up, or I'll offend you…"

Tagris glared at him. "—Shut up! You're already so old, but you're still peeking at pornographic books! No wonder you're despised by Lady Marilyn! You… you're still hiding it from me!"

"Pfft."

The low laughter came from Hong San, who had been eating in silence. Elandir's face was red as he glared.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Duke Tiling stared at Kang De, "Come on, come on!"

He even subconsciously grabbed Kang De's arm and shook it with tears in his eyes.

Slap.

The gorilla had already bitten off the fifth pair of chopsticks, and the upper half of the chopsticks was chewed and eaten.

Kang De shrugged. "I'm sorry, I'm not for sale either."

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! No! How can this do!"

Tagris' eyes widened as if he had heard the news that the world was about to be destroyed. After an intense mental struggle, the brave youth blushed. Then, he looked at Kang De as if he was determined to make some sacrifice. Then, he shouted, "Why don't you buy me!"

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