Mixed In Africa To Be the European Emperor

Wang Dajian enjoys these delicacies very much. Well, it’s not bad to eat foreign delicacies occasionally.

Food from European countries, not to mention the dark Chinese cuisine, the French and Italians are quite good at it.

However, compared with the vast resources of the Celestial Dynasty, it is still far behind.

In China, folk snacks and delicacies are mostly popular, but why are foreign dishes so high-end?

In fact, this is a misunderstanding. There are also many palace delicacies in China, which are also very high-end, but most of them come from the people.

But Europe is different. Before the Industrial Revolution, it was considered good to have enough food in Europe.

Most of the popular European cuisines, especially those represented by French cuisine, were the palace cuisines of the past, and were the dishes eaten by kings such as the Louis family.

Later, when European countries became rich, those palace chefs who were living among the people because of the disappearance of the royal family naturally brought palace dishes to the people.

Therefore, it is not that foreign dishes are superior, but that they are dishes that were exclusively served to the royal family back then, so the presentation and color matching are very sophisticated.

Even if you are willing to spend money to eat Chinese court food, you can still get an expensive horse!

Are you willing to spend money to eat Chinese court food? Don't think it's too expensive, I'll still treat you to a meal that's more noble than a French meal.

Of course, no matter which country you eat, food has no borders.

Wang Dajian enjoyed the tender meat.

Novalu on the other side looked at him expectantly: How is it?

It's okay, pretty good.

What! I've been cooking for a long time, and you think the whole table is OK?

Novalu was very angry. Others wanted to eat the food she cooked? dream!

Wang Dajian ate four dishes in one go, and he still commented like this?

Beilu next to him chuckled: If the full score is 10 points, Mr. Wang, what do you think Noiru's score is?

Wang Dajian, who was sitting opposite, said, 9.5 points, no more.

Now Noirou, the black-haired twin-tailed one, was a little satisfied. She crossed her arms and said, It's pretty much the same. But since it's 9.5 points, have you ever tasted something better than what I made?

Wang Dajian on the opposite side nodded: Yes, it is the most delicious thing I have ever eaten. I think it is very delicious. It is indeed true.

Just then, a discordant voice came out.

A young man walked into the hall: You are really good at blowing. Is there anything better than Miss Noirou's cooking in this world?

Wang Dajian looked back and saw an unknown guy...

At this time, Novalu frowned: Why can you come in?

Because I made an appointment, Miss Noirou. As a big customer of your company, I spent half a year waiting in line. Miss Noirou, how could you let me go?

This foreigner with blond hair and blue eyes who spoke fluent Mandarin made Wang Dajian feel full of violation.

Beilu on the side lowered his voice: Your love rival is here. This is Flynn, the youngest son of the leader of the European Union Army.

Leader of the European Union?

It seems that because of the nuclear bomb, the pattern of this world is different from the original world.

Europe has completely become a federation, ruled by military personnel and resisting the beasts in the nuclear radiation zone.

This young man is equivalent to the crown prince and one of Novalu's many suitors.

Are you surprised? Miss Beilu next to her covered her mouth and chuckled: Novalu has many suitors on the earth. From princes in the Middle East, sons of large conglomerates in America, sons of chiefs in Africa, to Europeans The children of warlords and the children of large domestic companies are all suitors of Novalu.

In other words...the only people who can make reservations for Novalu are these big shots and their sons.

Most people will be kicked out of Noir before they even get to the first appetizer.

Don't blame the reporters for being shocked that Wang Dajian was able to eat the fourth dish. It caused a sensation all over the world.

Wang Dajian couldn't help but lower his voice: What about Sister Beilu, where is your suitor?

Bei Lu blushed and turned away: I will not have any suitors. I will not meet anyone who wants to pursue me! So, they have given up long ago.

What about Novalu? Fishing for a rich husband?

Wang Dajian looked at Novalu curiously, why is she still here? What about fishing?

It's not what you think. Novalu has feelings for this place. When she left here, she said she would come back once a month. She cooked a few dishes for the guests, but later on, the taste changed...

That's true. At first, Novalu just wanted to cook for the guests and miss the past.

Who knows? After someone discovered Novalu, a group of blind daters came directly.

In the end...it ended up like this. I made an appointment once a month, and it was all spoiled by these young men.

The warlord's son sat smartly next to Wang Dajian and snapped his fingers: Have a glass of 1982 Lafite.

No.

Novalu replied coldly.

The young man was not angry and took it out from his pocket with a smile: I have it, an authentic 1982 Lafite.

Novalu had no interest in this young master. Instead, she said to Wang Dajian: Hey, you said you have eaten food that is more delicious than what I cook. Who cooked it?

She was a little dissatisfied. Whose cooking did Wang Dajian think was better than her?

Wang Dajian shook the white wine in his glass and said in a very pretentious manner: Of all the dishes I have ever eaten, the most delicious ones are of course... the dishes I cooked myself.

Drinking next to

The little brother spurted out a mouthful of old blood, Beilu covered her mouth and chuckled, and Novalu looked confused.

Wow!

this person!

this person! Look at this man!

How could you be so shameless!