Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 748 Dinner Party
"Uh" Shangluo wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say. What he wanted to come in to see was the World Expo on the tip of his tongue, not the family portrait in the restaurant downstairs. Although it tasted really good and the colors were beautiful, it was better to go back and eat alkaline water balls.

And he still doesn't know where he should sit. Logically speaking, the main dishes, side dishes, soups, etc. should be placed where guests can easily touch them. But the dishes here were all arranged in a long assembly line, and no matter where he sat, he couldn't touch all the dishes.

"Um? Why don't you guys eat?" Little Pompeo asked, "Come on, let's start with the appetizers. Follow me." He carried the plate and walked to the beginning of the table, standing among the various staple dishes and soups. In front of the food and complementary foods, pick up vegetables from inside row by row.

"Is there any other way to eat it this way?" He glanced at Phaethon again, who still looked "baffled"
"Maybe it's popular here in New Antioch? It's not popular here. We all sit down to eat. Is this really our problem? Between the two of us, we can't eat anywhere. Why? With so many weird things going on in his house, do they all like to eat standing up?”

"Eating while standing?" Shangluo glanced at little Pompeo. He had indeed been standing picking up and putting the dishes on the plate.

"Okay." He held the plate and stood next to the long table.

There's really nothing to pick about here. Making do with it, Shangluo also began to eat in order.

Until he finished the meal, Shangluo didn't realize what he imagined "Noah's Ark Birthday" was like. The full menu on this table made him full. He had not felt so full in a long time.

Little Pompeo also accompanied him throughout the whole process, and he stayed with the two of them except for a trip to the toilet.

"Well, thank you for the treat."

Little Pompey stood in the moonlight, flipping through a book as thick as a dictionary in front of him. It said in a language unreadable by humans:

"He's right - the creatures in this world are all imitating what they want to be. It's a pity that our little Mr. Pompeo doesn't imitate very much. He is a fake." Fake, this It's Shangluo's judgment. That's a dummy.

"Are you satisfied?"

"They haven't fallen out yet."

"Well, it's not bad." After eating it, although it felt a little indescribable, it was indeed not bad. He serves buttered oysters with squid ink pasta, and garlic bread on the side. A bite of bread, a bite of pasta, a bite of oysters. A bite of bread, a bite of pasta, another bite of oysters. His mouth felt a little dry while eating.

But when it comes to taste, this is indeed up to standard: "Then, after dinner, we have to start working."

Phaethon suppressed his voice, but could not hide his anger: "Who would eat pineapple pizza!!! Who among the serious Romans would eat pineapple pizza! That must be a dummy!!!"

“So it’s this”

"Oh? How did you tell?"

"No. I would like to see what secrets they hide behind their exquisite and clumsy, good and bad acting skills. This is directly related to our safety."

"What about you?" Phaethon asked him. "I have to say that this disguise is so perfect that it is impossible to recognize it. Except for the weird behavior, such as the pineapple pizza, it is first-rate weird. What about you? What did you see? ?”

Until the elevator door was closed, Shangluo and Phaethon looked at each other and smiled.

"Ha! I noticed it almost as soon as I walked in. Although I have always felt that he was extremely polite, and it was outrageous that he always asked me for conversation practice. What I really noticed was that he was a dummy, and he used to go to the toilet under the pretense of going to the toilet. when it is time to leave."

"Did you find it?" Shangluo asked.

"What should we do?" Shangluo asked, "Should we take action first?"

"Understood, I will send someone to take you to the subway station. I wish you all a safe journey." He still remained polite and used idioms this time. After a few conversations with Shangluo, his level has improved a lot visibly. He kept a smile on his face until he sent the two of them to the elevator. He also chatted with Shangluo and Faetong, who also chatted with him.

"How to Eat Like a Human"

The part he read read: Eating is a human habit. When eating, humans should be in a spacious, bright and tidy environment
"It should be fine when we get here." While muttering quietly, he looked at the surrounding environment - the top floor of the Empire State Building, the banquet hall of the Consul Palace. Nothing is more spacious, bright and clean than here in New Antioch.

"This part is no problem. But why do I always feel that something is wrong? Did they see something?" He asked others, "Have we been seen out?" "No, your disguise is flawless."

"Is there something wrong with the food?" He turned another page:
Human meals should pay attention to nutritional combinations. Do not eat packets, condiments, tables, chairs and waiters.

"I don't have any tables, chairs, or waiters here at all. There's nothing more normal than this. Is it something abnormal again?"

He continued to turn back. The book says: Human diet should contain appropriate proportions of starch, protein and fat.

He closed the book and said: "Damn it! What's wrong! The distribution of starch, protein and fat is completely correct. Why. Why do I always feel that something is wrong?"

"Commander." The attendant interrupted, "Baking Assistant No. 4 is here, in the elevator."

"Let him in." Little Pompeo closed the book "How to Eat Like a Human" in his hand.

"Baking Assistant No. 4" strode into the door.

"Welcome, welcome back." Little Pompey stood up to greet him as instructed in another book called "How to Walk Like a Man."

"Let's end this dumbass thing. You dummy."

"Baking Assistant No. 4, what are you talking about?"

"My name is not 'Baking Assistant No. 4.'" He adjusted his hat. "If you can, please call me Chef. Now tell me - where are the real Pompeii family? When did you switch them? of?"

"How about a deal? Mr. Chef." He sat on his chair, upright like a real little Pompeo, "We are compatriots, there is nothing to hide. Make a deal, and I will tell the Pompeii family where."

"Then say it."

"Is there something wrong with the layout of my restaurant?"

"Of course there is a problem!" the chef said angrily, "Which Roman would eat pineapple pizza!"

"No, no, no, it's not here." He looked into the chef's eyes, "I noticed that your Excellency's face didn't look right after I came back from going to the toilet. I wonder if they noticed it. But why? ? What's wrong with the toilet?"

"That door says Men's Restroom!" The chef pointed over there. "This is Pompeo's house, not a public restroom! Who would label 'Men's Restroom' on the bathroom door at home! You stupid dummies!"

"It seems that you do have a lot of 'wisdom' that you have gained from living together with humans." He threw aside the closed book in his hand. "It seems that we can complement each other. Unfortunately, Your Excellency has too many human emotions, which are superfluous. From a rational point of view, you should be with your party members now, rather than standing in front of me - well, my greetings to Cathay, it seems. It’s becoming more and more natural.”

"What exactly do you want to do? I tell you, you'd better confess immediately where the Pompeii family is. Because if I can't go back, Miss Karin will definitely warn others."

"No, no, you don't have to do that, you just need to cooperate with me."

"Why should I cooperate with you? What do you want to do?"

"Oh, Mr. Chef, you asked two questions, so let me answer them one by one. First, you don't have to cooperate with us sincerely. I have my own way. Second, what do I want to do? You can do it right away. We'll find out soon." As he said this, he looked at the chef:

"Actually, there is one thing that has always puzzled me. Although the human book says 'you cannot eat waiters', according to my information, the Maori people in Aotearoa are cannibals." Habit. And they believe that by eating other people's hearts, they can get other people's souls and power. Whether humans can obtain souls and power is indeed a secret, but it is an instinct for us, isn't it? ?”

As he spoke, he looked at the chef: "Originally, I really wanted you to help us complete the plan together. But now, I have changed my mind. Rather than your skills, I need you to live with the Pompeii family for a long time. The common sense he has accumulated over time - Guards, take out his Vulcan core!"

(End of this chapter)