Chapter 413 Lies! It stinks like this inside, how can you eat it?
Chapter 413 Lies! It stinks like this inside, how can you eat it?
Kyle gracefully rolled one up, took a small bite, closed her eyes, and savored it with a look of pure enjoyment.
The roast meat in the Holy Kingdom is all about preserving the original flavor, with no extra processing except for salt and a few spices.
Daxia's roast duck, however, has created such a rich variety of variations on a single dish.
Soon, the entire duck on the table was devoured.
Thorin and Kyle even engaged in a silent duel on the plate with their chopsticks over the last piece of duck skin.
Next, Kung Pao Chicken, fried spring rolls, and sweet and sour pork with pineapple were served one dish after another by the waiters.
"The chicken is so tender!"
"This thing called a spring roll is crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, it's amazing!"
Elder Muyu ate the fried spring rolls with lingering enjoyment; the vegetarian version was quite good.
He glanced at the table, and after hearing the waiter explain how to cook it, pointed to the sweet and sour pork with pineapple on the plate.
"Fruit...can be cooked with meat?"
The elves had always relied on raw food and simple cooking methods, and had never imagined that food could be prepared in so many ways.
He wanted to try it, but the presence of meat made him hesitate.
Although the goddess of nature did not forbid the elves from eating meat, they were always reluctant to do so because they were used to vegetarianism and living with animals.
Thorin didn't care about any of that and ate with a look of pure bliss.
In their underground world, there's nowhere to find anything this delicious.
good to eat!
I love it!
The orcs at the next table were sitting around a big plate of fried chicken, eating with their mouths full of oil, humming happily.
"This is fried chicken? So in Daxia, meat can not only be grilled and stir-fried, but also deep-fried!"
A variety of dishes they had never seen before were served one after another.
At this moment, the waiter brought out a special dish.
Cold preserved egg salad.
The egg is dark brown and translucent, topped with soy sauce and minced ginger.
Thorin poked the trembling preserved egg with his chopsticks.
"Is this egg... spoiled?"
Kyle also looked serious.
"I sensed... an ominous aura, like the egg of some dark creature."
Lin Mo: "..."
He was both amused and exasperated, and picked up a piece to put in his mouth.
"This is one of our local delicacies, called preserved egg, which has a very unique flavor."
Everyone looked at him, but no one dared to touch their chopsticks.
Even the least picky orcs just sniffed it and turned their heads away in disgust.
They secretly resent us, thinking we're fools, and they even feed us the bad stuff.
Lin Mo wasn't surprised; not everyone could accept the preserved eggs from the Great Xia Dynasty. If you don't like them, then so be it.
As the dinner was drawing to a close, the manager personally served a huge fruit platter.
Watermelons, grapes, lychees—a dazzling array of produce.
In the current underground city, planting is quite difficult, and fruit prices are very high.
But who can blame Lin Mo for being so arrogant?
In the center of the platter sits a huge, spiky, golden fruit.
A faint, indescribable scent instantly filled the air.
The cat-eared girl, Annie, immediately covered her nose.
"What's that smell! It stinks!"
The elves also frowned; their sense of smell was far more sensitive than that of humans.
Only Thorin was accustomed to all kinds of flavors.
He stared at the big guy, his eyes filled with curiosity.
Lin Mo said with a smile:
"This is called durian. It's a rare commodity. People who love it really love it, while those who don't think it tastes strange."
"If it weren't for technological breakthroughs, it would be really difficult to grow things in the underground city."
To maintain biodiversity, Daxia grows a variety of vegetables and fruits, so it's not surprising that durians are grown there.
Thorin grabbed the durian and weighed it in his hand.
"Is this also a fruit?"
He opened his mouth wide and bit down hard on the spiky shell.
"Snap!"
A crisp sound.
Thorin suddenly spat out a piece of hard, yellow shell, baring his teeth in a grimace.
"Pah! Why is this meat so tough!"
Lin Mo's eyes twitched as he watched, and he finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Elder Thorin, you're only eating the shell! The meat is inside!"
Thorin stared at him with disbelief.
"Really? Isn't the outside just meat?"
He brought the durian to his nose, smelled it through the crack, and his expression changed instantly.
"Liar! It stinks like that inside, how could you eat it?"
"Are you kidding me?!"
........
After finishing their meal, Lin Mo thought for a moment, then led a large group of people to the movie theater on the top floor of the mall.
He said to the manager, who was staring blankly at the group:
"Give us a large hall so we can watch 'The Wandering Earth' in 3D."
"Huh? But it's not showing yet..." the manager said instinctively, then immediately realized what he meant and said:
"Yes! Yes, sir!"
Just kidding, this is obviously a mission, and given their status as the head of the mission, they could easily shut down a movie theater, let alone release The Wandering Earth.
He dared not offend him, otherwise the boss would kill him.
The ticket seller hesitated for a moment and asked,
"Manager, how should we issue the tickets?"
The manager glared at him.
"Why bother issuing tickets? Inviting our otherworldly friends to the movies is like our ancestors' graves emitting auspicious smoke; I'll explain this to the boss!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Mo chuckled and said:
"No need, we'll pay the normal amount. We can't let the people suffer losses."
Lin Mo saw a waiter push a small cart over, which contained a bunch of black "glasses" and distribute them to everyone.
"Here, one for each of you, wear them in a bit."
Thorin held the plastic glasses, turning them over and over to look at them.
"What's the point of this thing? It's all dark, won't you be unable to see if you wear it?"
"Holy Son, what is this?" Kyle asked curiously.
"It will allow you to see 'real' good things."
Lin Mo blinked.
The group entered a huge, dark room with some skepticism.
The room was filled with rows of soft red chairs, facing a huge white cloth that covered almost the entire wall.
"This place is really big."
Alistar sighed.
He looked at the small chair and was puzzled.
"Mr. Lin, I... how can I sit here?"
Some of the orcs were so large that their lower bodies couldn't fit into the seats.
Lin Mo felt a headache coming on and pointed to the empty passageway next to the corridor.
"Those of you who are larger, and oh yes, Lord Grom, you'll just have to make do and watch standing up."
The orcs nodded in understanding.
The others took their seats and praised the soft, comfortable chairs.
Soon, a waiter pushed in a cart and brought popcorn and cola.
"It smells so good! What is this?"
Annie, a cat-eared girl, held a large bucket of popcorn and smelled it curiously.
Lin Mo grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his mouth, crunching it.
"Something sweet, have a taste."
Thorin also grabbed a handful, chewed it, and his eyes lit up.
"Hey! This thing's pretty good!"
He took a swig of cola, somewhat disappointed.
"It's a pity it's not alcohol, but sweet water will do."
Kyle sat down quietly and observed everything around him.
Suddenly, all the lights in the room went out.
The huge white cloth lit up.
"Remember to wear your glasses."
Lin Mo reminded him.
Everyone hurriedly put on the dark glasses.
The scene suddenly became somewhat dim.
"What the hell are you doing..."
Just as Thorin was about to complain, a deafening roar suddenly exploded!
In the scene, a huge spaceship seemed to break through the screen and crash straight into their faces!
"Be careful!"
Thorin let out a strange cry, jumped up from his chair, and raised his fist to smash it.
"Whoa!"
The orcs nearby were also startled and scrambled to take cover.
Kyle's pupils contracted sharply, and he rapidly chanted a spell to create a magical shield.
It looked like this huge theater was about to be destroyed and turned into ruins.
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