Red Moon Returns

Lin Qi had fantasized about the food in the Governor's Mansion many times in the past few days. After all, as a time traveler who has never seen the world, everything feels fresh.

Like, a table full of fish and chips?

Piles of browned roast potatoes on the floor?

Octopus tentacles crawling out of the cooking pot?

Or chunks of bloody beef?

A pie full of fish with eyes wide open to the sky? Lin Qi actually ate this fish. In fact, after eating it, his stomach felt fine and he felt no discomfort. The only discomfort was in his brain.

But the facts proved that he was overthinking. Neither the Rand Kingdom nor the Duke's Palace was as unbearable as he thought.

Because the chef at the Duke's Palace was invited from the neighboring Kingdom of Friedman, and he prepared serious Friedman palace dishes.

The workmanship is exquisite, the shape is exquisite, the plating is exquisite, the color is beautiful, and the cooking techniques are delicate. In short, it seems that it is for people to eat, not for Rand people to eat. This is a good thing to be thankful for.

Dinner is a buffet.

It was not like Lynch imagined, a bunch of people walking around with a plate, forking this and that. After all, it was begging, not a dinner party.

In fact, it is similar to the buffet in my hometown, except that the dishes are far more exquisite and the quantity is larger.

The most important thing is that there are no people who hold dishes and pour directly onto their own plates, which makes Lynch feel very good.

A group of well-dressed gentlemen and ladies were chatting and laughing softly while strolling in front of the dining table filled with various dishes. They took some food to a small table nearby and sat down to use it. In the process, they moved gracefully and their clothes were fragrant. It fits Lynch’s stereotype of an upper-class party.

However, Lynch had no time to deal with this group of upper class people. His eyes had already been attracted by the food.

Several long tables were filled with a variety of food, with nearly a hundred varieties. The key is that there are not one set of such long tables, but ten sets, forming ten dining areas. Even if the total number of guests reaches two thousand, it still does not look chaotic and crowded.

There is no shortage of food, there is always food on the table.

The fresh oysters are sprinkled with red and green chili peppers and spices. They are emitting fine bubbles under the high temperature, exuding the beauty of seafood.

The plump foie gras is delicate and smooth, and the shape on the plate resembles that of a swan spreading its wings. The blue blueberry jam draws several ripples on the plate, as if a beautiful swan is spreading its wings from the water and flying into the sky.

The freshest beef is cut into pieces and floats in the red soup. The brown meat, white fat, and light yellow tendons become visibly soft and chewy when soaked in the sweet and sour tomato soup. Smooth, the aroma of meat mixed with the aroma of thick soup wafted into everyone's nose.

Turkey with browned skin, suckling pig that can be chopped easily on a plate, fat and tender roasted whole lamb, chocobos from the New World, crowned ducks from the ancient continent, deep-sea eels from the Central Sea, colorful vegetables, Desserts in different shapes and even ice cream with air-conditioning.

Lin Qi was not only dazzled, but also his heart.

Being accustomed to Mrs. Maggie's cooking, he couldn't wait to try new flavors. It's not that Mrs. Maggie's craftsmanship is not good, but she is... a Rander.

"Mom, this person is talking bad things about you in his head, and he will starve to death in the future."

Um? Baby, can you read minds?

You knew who it was without looking. When you turned around, sure enough, the gorgeous Mrs. Maggie and the little Martha who needed a beating were standing behind them.

The blond lady wore a long white dress, a silver headband, and a pair of silver crystal high heels under her long legs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings. This outfit made Lynch almost look around to find the pumpkin carriage and the witch who turned it into a carriage. After all, although there is no Cinderella in this world, there are also similar fairy tales for girls.

Little Martha wore a black gothic lolita dress, a red bow on her head, and red leather shoes. She looked particularly cute, except, of course, she was poking Lynch's thigh and complaining. stupid behavior.

"Hey, Martha, don't bully your Uncle Lynch, he beats people up really hard." Mrs. Maggie covered her mouth and snickered. When she saw Lynch looking around, she smiled and rolled her eyes as if she was connected, "What are you looking for? Ah, Mr. Detective, are you looking for the magical wizard who used corn leaves to conjure up this outfit to help me attend the dance? No need to look for it, you can’t see it, only I can see him.”

As he spoke, his big sea-blue eyes swept across Lin Qi's face.

Hiss, mature women are too scary, no, no, no, I can't sleep tonight.

Lin Qi also didn't expect that as soon as he came over for dinner, he would meet the landlady and his daughter in a venue with thousands of people. There were ten sets of dining tables. Is this such a coincidence of fate?

"It's not a coincidence, Mr. Detective." Mrs. Maggie said softly, "It was the kind housekeeper who saw our invitation and reminded us to come to this area. I'm afraid it was for your sake."

"Huh? What's wrong here? Are there few people?"

Lin Qi looked around with doubtful eyes. He just found the area with the fewest people. But now that the landlady reminded him, he also realized that it was obviously the least crowded place, with less than twenty people, while other areas had hundreds. But no one came to take advantage of it, he was the only one.

"It's nothing, you don't have to think about this, Mr. Detective."

But Lynch has figured it out, no wonder it is divided into ten areas.

There are areas for nobles, there are areas for powerful ministers, there are areas for rich people, and there are areas for little people.

In fact, this is not a kind of arrogance, but the organizer's special thoughtfulness. Forcing people with different identities to come together is a kind of pressure for people with lower status, especially for those who are overly sensitive and always feel that everything others say is irrelevant. It is even more harmful to those who target yourself.

It seems that no matter which world we are in, there is an insurmountable identity gap.

"Okay, Martha, don't bother Uncle Lynch."

After chatting for a while, Mrs. Maggie glanced around, then took little Martha's hand and prepared to leave. Lynch knew that he didn't want people to see him with their mother and daughter, which would affect Lynch's social circle.

"That's not possible. After all, you don't want to see little Martha not having a good dinner, ma'am."

Lynch smiled and rubbed little Martha's head calmly under Mrs. Maggie's gaze:

"I just like to play with little Masha in public. I don't need to avoid anyone. I also like to beat her in public. Anyone who sees it can only say, "Well done."

"Hey, you weren't joking, you just wanted to beat me up."

Little Martha covered her butt and stared at Lynch warily, looking like she wanted to kick him in the calf, while Mrs. Maggie bit her lip gently and whispered: "But you..."

"I am Lynch Leviv, a famous detective in Rhine City. I don't need to be careful about things that others need to pay attention to. Oh, those things are meaningless to me. No matter who it is, they need to come towards me. Instead of me getting close to them.”

The mother and daughter looked at Lin Qi in surprise, and it was difficult to accept it for a while. However, just a few seconds later, there was a slight commotion around them.

Turning around, I saw two old men and two young ladies walking over, with a group of entourage behind them.

Duke Wayne and his close friend Dark Night Archbishop Trinleth accompanied Princess Sofia and her maid Miss Feia, as well as their old acquaintance Miss Valente who also came from the royal capital, and the female police officer Natalie from the Watcher. , appeared together.

As soon as he got close, the old Duke took the initiative to greet him: "Mr. Leviv, it's really hard to find you, hahaha."

"This is the wizard who will help you."

Lin Qi spread his hands, winked at the mother and daughter, smiled, took off his hat and bowed to the people who came for them.

He had realized that dinner had begun.

"Good evening, everyone."