Buy Me!

The plan was a great success.

At least that's what Kang De thought.

As he warmly invited Tagelise into the main building, Hong San stood by the door. When Lord Elandil, with a dark expression, passed by, he bowed his head humbly, showing the courtesy due to an elder.

After the wise elf went inside, half annoyed and half worried, Hong San's face showed doubt. He turned his head to look at the backs of the one man and two elves, feeling that something was not quite right.

"Is it just my imagination...?"

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

The banquet begins.

Although it was called a banquet, it was actually just a small-scale private dinner with no other people present. In addition to Hong San, A Xing and Leona were also there. A Xing was in charge of security, while Leona was in charge of warming up the atmosphere.

The long table in the room had been removed and replaced by a huge table resembling an octagonal table. The cultural Fallout of Cathay on Goth was most pronounced a century ago, and while the trend of mysterious Eastern culture is no longer popular on the mainland, there are still many related collections in private collections. When Kang De, this Cathayan, suddenly appeared, there were countless people eager to fawn over him.

This eight-immortal table, along with various jade chopsticks, cups, and saucers, was one of the gifts sent.

Kang De extended his hand and said, "Please sit down."

Tagelise seemed to have never experienced such a private, small-scale dinner party before. He sat down with great interest, with Kang De sitting next to him on his right, and A Xing sitting next to Kang De. Leona pouted and sat next to A Xing, while on the Duke's left were Elandil and Hong San.

Duke of Tiling looked left and right, and thought the dinner was perfect.

There were no rigid and conservative nobles, no obsequious subjects, and apart from Lord Elandil, whose expression was not quite ideal, everyone else was completely at ease.

After he sat down, he immediately asked Kang De was sitting next to him, "What would you like to eat?"

Kang De smiled and said, "Eat something good you've never eaten before."

Upon hearing this, Elandil, whose wariness and negative impression of Kang De had already reached a certain level, scoffed. Although his good upbringing prevented him from making sarcastic remarks, his disdain was obvious.

--Never tasted such good food? Are you kidding me? Do you even know what elven royalty is? The whole world is filled with elven orchards, vegetable gardens, pastures, and granaries!

Tagelise laughed too, "I've tasted all the major and minor cuisines of Cathay. About one-fifth of my personal chefs are from the East. I've already experienced the culinary culture of Cathay."

Kang De smiled.

Then clap your hands.

"It smells so good!"

Before long, the elf let out a happy and surprised whimper.

Food culture is a constantly evolving and progressing process.

With the continuous upgrading of cooking methods, the continuous upgrading of food processing methods, the introduction of foreign ingredients, the improvement and invention of cooking utensils, and the evolution of preservation and transportation methods, everything is constantly developing and changing.

Perhaps this revered elf was indeed knowledgeable and experienced, possessing immense power and status. The delicacies he ate every day came from the creations and improvements of countless ethnic groups around the world, using rare and precious ingredients and employing exquisite cooking methods. Perhaps these exceeded Kang De's imagination. Even if the most exquisite dishes on Earth were served, it would be difficult to astound him.

--Besides, this world also has magic; who knows, maybe a magical chef of ice and fire will suddenly appear.

But so what!

Earth has carbonated drinks! It has Vita Lemonade! It has puffed snacks! It has all sorts of sweets! It has packaged foods with spices that are practically free!

Don't underestimate these cheapest items.

Developed over decades or even centuries, these consumer goods are sold to billions of people. They spend huge sums hiring professionals and racking their brains to improve the taste, all in order to fiercely compete with countless peers and fight for every single bit of market share. The scale of this unimaginably huge industry is constantly changing, with new participants and new losers constantly emerging. Driven by technology and with enjoyment as the ultimate goal, they even use chemistry to directly invent new substances. All of this is for the sake of making money from the vast majority of consumers!

Decades and centuries of development, a massive and suffocating consumer base, countless talented individuals, and massive investments in research and development—the resulting food products, built upon the byproducts of scientific advancement and Civilization progress, are far beyond the reach of a small group of chefs who cater to emperors and generals.

Most importantly, these things are things that have never been seen or heard of before.

Damn it, all those endless food additives, are you kidding me?

That's awesome.

Therefore, the stories in old online novels about subduing mythical beasts and making sword saints bow down after a barbecue are basically nonsense. But if you take a box of instant noodles, sprinkle half of the seasoning on it while eating, and play with the other half, you might just succeed.

You might not believe it, but in this other world, instant noodle seasoning is probably much more expensive than the noodles themselves.

Tagelise ate with great relish.

Poor thing, they were probably starved growing up among the elves.

Pan-fried foie gras, grilled steak, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, steamed sea bass, boiled cabbage in clear broth—those are all amateurish and don't exist. Kang De never even instructed the kitchen to make them.

Tonight, junk food is the only main dish.

The packaged food, carried out truckload by truck from the White Mist World, was handed over to Iron Son to have the packaging removed, then put into bags, packed, and sent to the kitchen. The chefs' only task was to unpack it, arrange it on a nice plate, and then serve it. A feast of many dishes was thus completed.

A poem praises it as follows--

Dragon Tiger Golden Danish Crispy Rice, Divine Dragon Wagging Tail Spicy Strips.

Mighty Vajra Snickers, Nine Yin White Bone Delight Crispy Corner.

Snow lotus in clear water, cool to the touch; a thousand thoughts of Jinmailang fill my heart.

Always smile with Want Want Milk, avoid getting a sore throat from Wanglaoji.

Then came QQ candies, fruit candies, fruit juice gummies, and filled gummies, all brought out in a row. Potato chips, yam chips, rice crackers, and shrimp chips were presented in bowls. Spicy beef, Sichuan peppercorn chicken feet, and pork lard crackers competed for attention. Hard ones were chocolate, soft ones were jelly, and piled in the bowl as dipping sauce was Ma Deuce chili sauce.

It is dazzling and abundant, but also high in sugar and oil, with countless carcinogenic additives.

The mother remained silent after reading it, while the old Chinese medicine doctor wept.

Tagelise was practically rolling his eyes from eating.

This guy is really something else. He chugs carbonated drinks straight from the bottle, even a 1.25-liter one, and devours all sorts of puffed snacks like a whirlwind. The semi-processed fried chicken from the KFC freezer hasn't even been served yet, but this small guy eats with such gusto, like a starving ghost reincarnated.

Elandil ate a little and was also surprised. The elven sage was a veteran of many battles, and had traveled the continent in his youth, enjoying all the pleasures he could. But even so, he was still amazed and astonished to taste this unprecedented food for the first time. However, none of this could compare to the reaction of the adult beside him.

"Your Highness... Your Highness..."

He whispered his advice, "Manners! Manners! Dining manners!"

Shut up!

Tagelise downed a bottle of iced tea in five seconds, threw the bottle aside, and shouted, "What have I been eating all this time?! So the Goth People lived this well?"

Elandil was on tenterhooks, fearing that this lord might cause some trouble, and immediately denied it upon hearing this. "No, no, no, the Goth People certainly didn't eat these."

The Elf Duke turned to look at Kang De, his face flushed, and he let out a burp that emitted a strong smell of Ma Deuce mixed with Lao Gan Ma chili sauce. "So that's yours, Kang De? I want to buy your cook!"

Kang De smiled and said, "Those are not for sale. I don't deal in people."

Tagelise frowned, his eyes glazed over, and he seemed slightly drunk. Kang De hadn't brought out any alcohol; this guy mostly drank carbonated beverages.

He slurred, "No... no problem! Name your price! I'll trade with you! I... I have many chefs! Top-notch! Extremely skilled! I also have maids! Maids who are very strict with me! I'll give them to you! I'll give them all to you!"

Kang De's cell phone, ringing faithfully and reliably, made him laugh. "If I sell it to you, what will I eat?"

"Yes... that's true too."

Tagelise looked troubled, but a few seconds later, a triumphant smile spread across the elf's handsome, almost effeminate face. "I've got it! I've got it!"

He looked at Kang De, reached out, and wrapped his arm around Kant's shoulder just as Kang De had done before, then stared into Kang De's eyes and gave him a wicked smile.

I'll buy you too.

He chuckled smugly, as if he had solved an age-old problem. "We'll eat together then. Not only will you eat these, but you can also eat my things... What's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours..."

Elandil grew increasingly uncomfortable listening to this. He gently reached out and touched the hem of Tagelise's robe, whispering, "Your Highness! Your Highness! Please be clear-headed, or I will offend you..."

Tagelise glared at him. "--Shut up! You old lecher who's still secretly reading porn! No wonder Ms. Malilian dislikes you! And... and you even hid it from me!"

"Pfft."

The low laughter came from Hong San, who had been eating in silence. Elandil's face turned red, and he glared at him angrily.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Duke of Tiling stared at Kang De: "Please, please!"

She even instinctively grabbed Kang De's arm, shaking it with tears in her eyes.

Smack

The A Xing had already chewed through the fifth pair of chopsticks; the upper half of the chopsticks had been chewed up and eaten.

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

"Eek! No way! This won't do!"

Tagelise's eyes widened as if he had heard news of the world's impending destruction. After a fierce internal struggle, the brave young man's cheeks flushed red. He looked at Kang De, seemingly determined to make some kind of sacrifice, and then shouted, "Or, you can buy me!"

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PS1: Second update, 3000 words, a little late.

PS2: Luckily I can go home the day after tomorrow. There's no impact drill at home... damn it.