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Chapter 72 Father's News and Banquet
"My spirit tells me that you don't have Gustav's blood in you."

Behind those ordinary people, there were thick green pea vines hanging from the sky and extending behind Bernadette.

She is not some weak and coquettish lady, she is the pirate king who roams the five seas and the mysterious queen of the extraordinary.

What's more, the four people in front of him seemed to have predicted his whereabouts long ago and came to find him specially.

But no matter what, the familiar voice of Huang Beibei made her interested in deeper communication.

"I don't mean the difference in flesh and blood, but in spirit and cognition."

From the beginning to the end, Roselle never considered himself an Intis person. This place was not his hometown. It was as if this was a real-life role-playing game.

"You and your father are both pure Intis people, but you have a deeper mark, which is the key to our recognition of you."

Perhaps the only person that Roselle considers as family is Bernadette.

"Like Gustav from the Church of Steam, he is just a Sequence 2 angel."

An angel brainwashed by God, even if he is Roselle's biological son, he and Klein will not acknowledge him. I'm afraid Roselle himself won't have much affection for his son.

Lu Heng smiled with his hands in his pockets, and didn't take the angel seriously at all while chatting and laughing.

The Black Emperor's Blasphemous Card here is an item that Klein must obtain in his plan.

Zhong Yue walked around Bernadette, poking at the swaying pea leaves and playing with great interest.

Bernadette glanced at him and ignored him.

"We'd like to invite you to have dinner with us, what do you think?"

After all, communicating at the dining table and opening up to each other over delicious food is the most simple tradition of flower growers.

"I will let you taste the delicacies of your father's hometown. I just need a blasphemy card as a meal ticket."

In Russell's absence, her daughter is the most powerful spokesperson.

"What can I get in exchange for that card?"

She has a lot of good treasures, and if this card can work, she won't be stingy.

"Well, how about you ask a few more questions about your father while we eat?"

"make a deal."

Bernadette agreed without thinking twice. A card that was useless to her could be exchanged for the answer she had been looking for. It was worth it.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Heng spread out his hands, and a card appeared in his palm. This was the card of blasphemy in the display case.

Roselle was dressed in the emperor's attire, and he appeared extremely majestic on the card.

I don’t know when I can get the witch card. If his daughter sees Lao Huang dressing as a woman, will he lose control on the spot?

Klein's eyes drifted in the direction of Bernadette, but his mind was thinking of the witch he had met before.

Bernadette was a little surprised, and her eyebrows raised a few times.

The "bookmark" was taken away right under her nose without any warning.

With such strength, the possibility of deceiving myself is much smaller. Is he really my uncle?
Lu Heng stretched out his fingers, a golden light appeared, and then the light shone brightly, and the boundless light enveloped everyone.

Bernadette was a little suspicious, her body tense, and she had already taken out a pale mask with a gleaming metallic luster.
"Don't resist, I'm just taking you to my house to talk."

A familiar and authentic voice reached her ears. After a brief thought, Bernadette relaxed. After all, this was the first time she had received clear news about her father.

Her blue eyes were like the sky reflected in the ocean, and she stopped hesitating, relaxing into the light.

The reception room is decorated in warm colors. The LCD TV is embedded in the wall behind the coffee table. The floor is made of marble and ceramic. There is a square chandelier hanging above. There is a soft sofa against the wall at the entrance.

The shoe cabinet at the door was filled with off-white cotton slippers, and Klein even saw a router underneath the TV!
This is not something that can appear in the mysterious world at all. Everything here requires a complete industrial system to support it, which is extremely difficult in this steam society.

"Oh my god, Brother Lu, is this the house you prepared for me?"

Sitting on the soft sofa, Klein sat back and forth several times to make sure that there was no illusion on his butt, and even fiddled with the router a few times.

"What the hell, this is my house, a one-to-one replica."

Lu Heng rolled his eyes at Klein, moved the fruit plate in his hand to the coffee table, and took out a few bags of potato chips and snacks and stuffed them into Zhong Yue's pockets.

Let him try snacks he has never had before.

He took out a few bottles of Coke from the refrigerator and handed them to a few people. There was still a hint of frost on the bottles.

"I guess your father used to drink a lot of this stuff."

Bernadette looked at the black liquid in her hand curiously.
Given Russell's personality and experience, Coke might definitely be his most frequently consumed beverage.

Klein took it tremblingly, unscrewed the bottle cap, and sniffed the scent of carbonic acid with intoxication.

"Ninety percent restored! A rare item!"

Only when he was reminded of his hometown memories did he remember his real name, his family, and his bad friends.

Bernadette was also a little dazed. She had seen the ideas for many of the objects and designs here in Roselle's design manuscripts.

The style was very different from that of the Northern Continent, and the home furnishings were from the electricity age and the information age, which made her confirm what Lu Heng and Klein said.

But at the same time, more doubts arose.

She pursed her lips. There were so many questions that she didn't know which one to ask first.

Zhong Yue sat next to Da Gu, and under his guidance, he had already used the remote control to turn on the TV, which showed all the movies, TV shows and animations that Lu Heng had watched.

Klein, who was exploring everywhere, had already opened the door of Lu Heng's e-sports room and lay back on the ergonomic chair.

“PTX4090 graphics card! Cyberpunk 2077! Naraka: Bladepoint! Bloodborne! Dark Souls!”

Klein exclaimed, and the unique words reminded Bernadette of a story about a beautiful monkey king, which was her favorite story in her childhood. "Klein, stop playing and come and help me. It's time to show you my cooking skills!"

Bernadette, who was sitting with Zhong Yue watching The Chinese Paladin, watched as Lu Heng dragged Klein into the kitchen.

She turned the transparent bottle in her hand and took a sip. The dense bubbles danced in her mouth, and the refreshing and sweet taste stimulated her taste nerves.

"Is this the taste my father likes?"

Bernadette's mood fluctuated, and her beautifully controlled smile relaxed. She turned her head and looked at Zhong Yue, who was slumped on the sofa and looked very comfortable. After hesitating for a while, she still sat upright.

“Eating potato chips”

Zhong Yue handed the potato chips in his hand to Bernadette who was sitting next to her.

"it is good"

Bernadette was stunned for a moment, and Zhong Yue’s expressionless face turned a little red in the temperature of the room.

The expression on Bernadette’s face softened, and she reached out and touched Zhong Yue’s head.

Compared to the cozy living room, the atmosphere in the kitchen was obviously a little anxious.

Lu Heng and Klein’s faces were almost touching.

"Throw away the coriander and houttuynia cordata in your hand!"

"No!"

"Throw!"

"No!"

"Okay, stop arguing. You'll be late for dinner if you keep arguing."

Dagu, who was in charge of steaming rice and preparing seasonings, pulled the two angry men apart.

"One day I'm going to pull out all the cilantro in the world!"

“One day I will plant coriander and houttuynia cordata all over the world!”

The two men hurled harsh words at each other.

Just as big a disagreement as the one over sweet and salty tofu pudding is the one over the likes and dislikes of cilantro.

But this was just a small episode, and everyone in the kitchen quickly got into the rhythm.

The sound of pots and pans, the aroma of onions, ginger, oil and garlic, the smoke and sizzling sounds, and in a long time, a huge number of dishes were finally prepared.

Klein's hands twitched slightly as he washed the vegetables. From the moment he bent down to wash the vegetables, he never stood up again.

Lu Heng's spatula was smoking from swinging it, luckily he was not an ordinary person, otherwise he would have died here today.

Sichuan pepper, angelica dahurica, cardamom, star anise, Sichuan pepper, ground pepper, and the dagu that is almost pickled into thirteen spices.

The moment everything was complete, the three of them let out a long sigh.

Finally finished.

"It's dinner time!"

“Zhong Yue, stop eating snacks and get ready to eat.”

Klein shouted at the two people whose postures were gradually twisting on the sofa.

Zhong Yue stood up, put the unfinished snacks in his hand on the coffee table, and then pulled Bernadette to sit down at the dining table obediently.

Bernadette was tidying up her wrinkled clothes somewhat awkwardly, still looking forward to the arrival of the delicious food.

"Since I don't know what kind of food you like, I plan to follow the standard of a banquet and serve a few dishes from all major cuisines."

All of them are local ingredients purchased internationally by Dagu, and are absolutely authentic.

"I guarantee you've never been so good to me!"

Everyone present is not an ordinary person, so Lu Heng doesn't have to worry about eating too much.

With a snap of his fingers, the kitchen door behind him opened, and the alchemical puppets began to serve the dishes one by one.

"Cold cucumber salad, preserved egg and tofu salad, cold zheergen salad, husband and wife lung slices, five-spice beef, and spicy squid."

"First, let's have a taste of the cold dishes."

Klein had already handed Bernadette and Zhong Yue a large bowl of white rice and a pair of chopsticks.

Do people in her hometown eat rice as their staple food? Bernadette pondered, these details could help her piece together a corner of her hometown.

There was a transparent round turntable on the dining table, so she didn't have to worry about picking up food, so she started tasting the dish closest to her.

Cucumber? It has a sour, spicy and crisp taste, a refreshing aroma and a high water content. It should be good to eat in the summer.

Century egg and tofu? Bernadette wrinkled her nose, the stimulating smell teased her olfactory nerves. She closed her eyes and gently put it into her mouth. It was a taste and flavor she had never had before. It had a mellow fragrance and a smooth texture. The tenderness and lightness of the tofu was like a neutralizer, making the taste more lingering and not so intense.

The ability of the Hermit Path helped her to naturally analyze and deduce this knowledge. The birth of preserved eggs seemed to be a result of special processing methods; and tofu was a derivative produced from beans.

Houttuynia cordata has a crisp texture and a unique fresh taste. For some people, it may be an unacceptable fishy smell, but for her who has been at sea for many years, it is acceptable, especially when mixed with unknown spices and cold oil, which makes this unique taste a complex delicacy.

This dish should be loved by areas with year-round humidity. It seems that not all people in my hometown can accept the taste.

Klein and Lu Heng on the side focused their eyes on Bernadette. They both wanted to know how she accepted this dish.

But Bernadette pretended not to see it and went straight to the next dish.

Lu Heng raised his eyebrows at Klein. See, everyone thinks Houttuynia cordata is delicious!

Klein rolled his eyes. His niece must be embarrassed!
(End of this chapter)