Arts and Sciences

Chapter 1646 The Duke Entrusts
The same dining table with silver candlesticks and mahogany, all kinds of meals are placed, the steak is brewing in front of the warm aroma of black pepper, the feeling of barbecue is pervasively transmitted to Li Sansi's nose, just smelling it With this smell, Li Sansi felt comfortable all over his body, and he could know whose work it was just by smelling it.

This person, using works to describe the meals he made is a defilement of him. Using works of art to describe the meals of the chef Pikachu is extremely accurate. The three-time champion of Tunguska did not explain his excellence. His culinary skills, where he really excels, are his own persistence and deep understanding of food. He understands human taste buds and the essence of food to the extreme. Unfortunately, he is not a pig. Fortunately, Fortunately, he is not a pig, otherwise, the world would lack the spirit represented by cooking.

"A few days ago, I knew about the accident of the Golden Cruise Line. This incident has spread almost all over the world. Now there are discussions and current affairs around this incident, and even those politicians even talked about the sinking of the Golden Cruise Line. Involving the rising price of the international crude oil market is really ridiculous!" Pikachu smeared jam on a piece of bread, and his movements were as delicate as if the piece of bread was not covered with jam, but diamonds.

When Li Sansi smeared with jam and ate it, countless flavors rushed into his mouth, like summer grass in Scotland, green apples in Haishan City, and a Italian milk flavor , Eating the food made by God of Cooking is a kind of enjoyment in itself, and the expressions on everyone's faces are extremely happy.

"Having said that, the Acropolis in Spain feels very good. The Castel Arena represents the pinnacle of Spanish court swordsmanship. Walking in the surrounding quaint buildings, there will be a sense of distance that travels through time and space. Of course, if If you walk with the one you love on the wall and stone floor that spans the ages, you will realize the preciousness of the oath in that ancient land." Huang Haitao said leisurely, thinking of his travel experience many years ago.

Li Sansi turned his head and smiled at the Sahara steward, "Write it down, write it down, it's one of the honeymoon destinations."

The Sahara steward hurriedly took out the pen and note from his chest, and started to take notes.

Su Zixuan looked blank, "Grandpa Sahara, when will you learn to be crazy with Li Sansi."

"Hehe, that's really a good place." Duke Stoke nodded.

Huang Haitao paused, and continued, "And on the land of Spain, neither the Eagle Country nor France, there is no distinction between home and away games, and the Acropolis faces the ocean, so it is warm in winter and cool in summer. It is a decisive battle." A place where you can choose one out of ten thousand grievances."

The Duke of Stoke touched the wine glass to his lips, and twitched the corners of his mouth in infinite reverie, as if his thoughts had drifted to the beautiful acropolis that made people feel so heartbroken, as if he was already in that picture scroll. In the place where he was doing the final decisive battle with the sword god, "Well, it's not bad."

"The most important point is that this decisive battle seems to be broadcasted by the two big countries as a super event. The expectations of the crowd are not low. After all, this represents the first world-class swordsmanship competition in Europe in a century. There will be more than [-] media broadcasting live."

"It seems so."

"Then, the most critical question is, Mr. Stock, how sure are you?"

"Ah, this. Haha." The Duke of Stoke smiled cheerfully. Li Sansi, Su Zixuan, Huang Shanxin, Huang Haitao and everyone present all looked at the Duke in front of him eagerly.

After the Duke of Stoke laughed dryly, he shook his head heckly, "Well, be sure. It's probably about half of the half."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, half of what Duke Stoke had said, then at least they don't have to worry too much, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and chatted and laughed.

However, the moment the dinner was over, Scheffman looked into his father's eyes, with some strangeness and worry flickering.

At the moment the Duke of Stoke got up and left his seat, Li Sansi casually looked at the back of the Duke of Stoke, with a slightly dignified look on his face.

The Stoke Manor at night has never lacked beauty. The Duke of Stoke sat on a red poplar chair in the hanging garden, shaking gently, with the dark blue sky above his head, and the lights of Edinburgh in the distance against the blue background Emerge in.

The Sahara steward stood beside him, one master and one servant, sitting and standing like this, silently looking at the distant sky.

"Sahara, how long have you been in our family?"

Sahara smiled faintly, "I have been in the Stoke family since the young master was five years old, and it has been nearly 50 years now."

The Sahara has gray temples, looking into the distance, what a distant time it was, 50 years, half a century, now in his mind is just the faint light in front of him and the background of Edinburgh, and finally the Duke of Stoke A gradually elongated figure from childhood to adulthood.

"Ha. It's been 50 years." The Duke of Stoke looked at the sky from a distance, and his most trusted butler was here. From being rejected by the family, to obtaining the status and title of the family head, and now, Su Zixuan already has a fiancé, time has not stopped for a moment, no matter how high your status and status are, or how powerful you are, time has no bias.

"Sahara, we're all getting old."

Sahara laughed, "However, the Duke has fulfilled his dream. The Duke of Stoke's family has already become the most influential family in the Eagle Empire. Even if it is the future heir, there is Norman Lee, thank you." Fuman and Richard, young master, you should also have a good rest."

"I really want to cultivate for a while. But that's for the future." The Duke of Stoke shook his head, "I still have the last battle in my life to complete. Promise me, Sahara, if I have anything Unexpectedly, then you can help me take good care of these children, Su Lun, I am relieved, the child I can't let go of is Richard."

Sahara's body trembled slightly, and there was some old sadness in his eyes. Tears suddenly welled up in his eye sockets with aging lines, but they didn't flow out.

"Don't worry, young master, even if Sahara is alive, she will bear the honor and responsibility of the Stoke family to the end of her life."

(End of this chapter)