Chapter 2118

After the short meeting, Doc said that his cook was excellent, and then wanted to invite Hong Bao to dinner.

Hong Bao had already seen tessi's "delicious food" in Lisbon. Naturally, he was not interested, so he generously said that the food cooked by the fleet's cooks was still good, at least better than Daming's housewives.

His humble expression was believed to be true, so the two envoys eager to know Daming sat down and waited for vegetables to be delivered from the dock.

"Would you like some tableware?"

Doc wanted to show the culture of Canary, but Abel scoffed at him.

"Daming porcelain is more beautiful than your gold and silver tableware!"

Hong Bao wished they were dirty with each other, so he added a chip.

"We have a lot of Daming goods on our trip, and we are willing to trade with the countries of Taixi."

"Trade?!"

That's what doc is waiting for!

Because Frank took over Daming's fleet, their interpreter was always on guard.

And the lack of interpretation makes the Canary people helpless. They are already looking for it in China, and there is a reward for looking for it, but it can't hydrolyze their thirst!

Hong Bao's words were like meeting sweet dew after a long drought, which made doc almost want to go over and hug him tightly, and then find a place to get drunk.

Abel naturally looks pale. That's what he's been worried about, but doc is pressed not to come over

This is the plot of the Canary flower to seize the trade right with Daming.

All the confusion was explained at this moment. Abel looked at doc expressionless, watching him get close to Hong Bao.

No one can refuse foreign trade!

Tessi has so much land and resources. How can she live without trade and looting?

No one will refuse a good day.

Therefore, Doc's eyes glittered with sincere brilliance, his mouth spewed supreme friendship, and his hands seemed to be holding a bunch of olive branches

Come on, friend, let's forget that fool Frank. Let's trade.

The interpreter had noticed something wrong. He stopped translating and asked Abel with his eyes.

Hong Bao was stunned. He looked at doc and Abel.

"You are... Then eat."

Hong Bao knew the time to stop, and then he began to talk about all kinds of delicacies of Daming. Even Abel forgot the dirty and listened leisurely.

A team of sergeants came with boxes.

If there is no fragrance, it is just like a beautiful woman in Tulle showing the temptation faintly, which makes people itch.

"This is fish stew."

A large plate was taken out with a layer of tender white fish on it.

Again, dip.

Chopsticks are wooden chopsticks. Hong Bao ignored the two people. He took a piece of fish stew and looked at the air. He praised: "it's as thin as a cicada's wing."

Dipping in the water was slightly spicy. Hong Bao dipped the thin fish stew into his mouth, and then narrowed his eyes to enjoy it.

Abel clumsily used chopsticks, but he couldn't hold them up.

Doc casually picked up a piece of fish stew with his hand, and then dipped it with Hong Bao

"Hiss..."

Doc's face suddenly solidified, like suffering.

Toxic?!

Abel's heart was filled with joy, and then he laughed at himself.

No matter how stupid Hong Bao is, he won't poison them, because they are not worth it. It would be more like his Royal Highness the crown prince of frank or the king of canary.

The national credentials have been verified, and this is the real messenger of the Ming Dynasty.

Abel also dipped a piece of fish in his hand and put it into his mouth.

Hemp, spicy, fresh, fragrant, tender

Finally, Huigan!

This is food!

Thinking of the palace food he was proud of, Abel shook his head and thought it over carefully, as if the delicious food would dissipate in the next moment, and even his memory could not be retained.

He opened his eyes and saw a shocking face.

Hong Bao looked at the look of the two people, laughed at the steamed stuffed bun in his heart, and then said faintly, "this is fish stew. The first thing in fish stew is knife work and processing fish blood, and the second is dipping. It's far from Daming, but it's a lot worse. It can only be said that it's barely eaten."

He picked up a piece of fish again and said, "if the fish blood is not handled well, the fish will be turbid. Snow White is the top grade."

The tableware is very exquisite. At least in the eyes of Abel and DOC, these exquisite porcelain should not be taken out for food, but should be slowly enjoyed in the secret room.

Both of them are close to the center of power and mingle in the palace in their respective countries.

They think they have seen the most prosperous and enjoyable place in the world.

But Hong Bao only beat down their pride with a fish stew.

You are just barbarians!

Hong Bao nodded and someone opened the food box again.

Here comes the steaming braised mutton.

Abel shook his head, his nose twitching.

This is not a grade!

Their history must be very long, and they have been, or have been brilliant for a long time.

Diet is not only the development history of a civilization, but also the dividing line between strength and weakness.

For example, the source of food, cattle and sheep was a luxury for the original central plains, but now Daming does not lack this.

This is the advantage of defeating the enemy on the grassland.

This is a powerful benefit!

Then there was the steamed elbow, which seemed simple and greasy, but the entrance made Abel almost swallow his tongue.

For them, delicious food is a swan. If there is a swan marinated with honey and then baked, it is delicious.

The whole banquet process is in accordance with the domestic etiquette of the Ming Dynasty, warm and measured.

Abel and DOC gradually put away their surprise and ate silently.

After Hong Bao put down his chopsticks, he looked at the many dishes left on the table and spoke highly of them.

After dinner, naturally, he had to rest for a while. Doc gave the place to Hong Bao and went out with Abel.

The ships of the Ming army on the dock have returned, but a warship is floating more than a mile away from the dock.

This is alert!

It also shows that the two countries, especially the Canary flower, have not won the trust of Daming messengers!

"This is Frank's friend doc. You crossed the line!"

Abel felt that the peace between the two countries was too fragile and might rekindle the war in the next moment.

Because he wants to beat doc up!

When doc felt his anger, he avoided a step, and then said coldly, "there will be no covenant between the great powers. It's just comfort for the weak, and the canary is not the weak, Frank..."

"With all due respect, Abel, Frank doesn't have the strength to form an alliance with Daming, so we'd better be realistic. Trade, we need trade, more..."

"You need that route more, don't you?"

Abel sneered.

Doc said frankly, "yes, don't you want to? Rhys himself is reluctant to give up. Isn't it for that route?"