Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 1061 Nasi Lemak

Three people were sitting at the table, but only two were eating.

"Miss Yanqiu, don't you want to eat something too?"

"Hey, eat it, eat it. It's so sweet."

"Is it sweet? This is too spicy. Although it tastes really good." Phaethon took a bite of the nasi lemak in front of him, "It is exactly the same as the one I had at Jinling Hotel before."

"After all, they ordered the nasi lemak for takeout," Yanqiu replied. "The takeout ordered from Jinling Hotel is different from that from other places, because people in the industry know that Jinling Hotel will only seek help from other hotels when it encounters a very difficult problem. At the same time, this can also be regarded as advertising, because Jinling Hotel will recommend guests to go directly to other restaurants next time."

"But after eating it twice, I still can't understand why Victoria thinks this is 'Fujian mapo tofu'. I can't believe she still wants to eat it."

After tasting this nasi lemak for the second time, Phaethon still found it hard to accept the taste.

The "nasi lemak" itself was really good, because it was steamed with coconut milk, and every bite was full of coconut fragrance. The dried fish and peanuts that went with it were also very appetizing. But the spicy sauce that came with the rice was too horrible for her.

"Is this spicy?" Yanqiu looked at Shangluo next to her, "Is this spicy?"

"Not bad." Shangluo took another bite, "So how is this 'Sanba sauce' made?"

"It's actually shrimp paste chili sauce. The shrimp is made into shrimp paste and mixed with chopped fresh chilies and some dried spices."

"I think it's pretty good. The shrimp paste has a strong salty and fragrant base flavor, and the spiciness is stimulated by fresh chili peppers, dried chili peppers and other spices. It's spicy in a very layered way. It seems to have a bit of sour taste?"

"It might be lime. Sometimes they add a little lime before serving to remove the fishy smell and enhance the flavor."

“It’s a very good dish. Although the method is simple, the shrimp paste is very Southeast Asian and fresh. I would be happy to eat it once a week.”

"Ah," Phaethon took a sip of the coconut juice beside him, "It tastes really good, but it's too spicy. You know, the Romans love shrimp paste, fish sauce and the like, and they are not against spices, such as the kebab barbecue in Anatolia. But this is too spicy! This fresh pepper has a pungent spicy taste, my mouth hurts so much, and I can't calm down even if I drink a beverage."

"Really?" Yanqiu moved closer, "You don't mind if I smell it?"

"Smell it." Phaethon pushed the plate towards her.

Yanqiu didn't put her nose directly close to it, but instead sniffed it a little as if she were smelling chemical reagents.

"It tastes really good. Don't be fooled by this being a roadside stall. The owner is very famous. Not only is he a great soccer player, but his nasi lemak is also very authentic."

"Hmm," Shang Luo shook his head. "Now that you put it that way, it's even harder for me to understand why Victoria would always remember this dish. I say, Phaethon, can your taste represent that of the Romans?"

"I think I can endure hardships, and I have a strong tolerance for different flavors. But this is really spicy for me. Not to mention Victoria. Roman cuisine is mainly stews, and the court cuisine is more restrained in the use of spices, and there is no spiciness at all. Didn't you see that she didn't eat it last time, and finally packed it up and took it away - packing up the leftovers is a tradition in Rome. After the banquet, the guests have to pack some to take back to show that they are very satisfied with the meal. She may not really eat it after she goes back." "Then Victoria's room can't be haunted."

"It's hard to say." Phaethon replied, "Do you remember the ice cream you ate?"

"Which silhouette slices are you talking about?"

"Rome is full of these semi-autonomous silhouettes. There are gatekeepers, ice cream makers, and some soda mixers - you may not know that being preserved as a slice like this is actually a privilege, just like your own wax museum or photo, except this one moves."

"But those things don't exist in reality. How did Victoria eat them?"

"I think there may be only one." Phaethon lowered his voice, "Victoria went out for a night tour."

"Night tour? What's that?"

"A spell that uses magical powers to traverse the spirit world is part of the magician's practice. It is hard to imagine that Victoria would automatically enter this state. As a Roman emperor, she should be isolated from magic."

"Can't she practice magic?"

"Yes, she should stay away from any magic, because she cannot favor any of the Three Great Ones, and she must rule as a mortal. As far as I know, Victoria has not learned any magic, and she has almost no contact with the true mysticism except for some theological theories."

“Isn’t theology different from mysticism?”

"It's different. To make an inappropriate analogy, theology and mysticism both study cabbage from the perspectives of biology and agronomy. Victoria only studies cabbage in the biological sense, not how to grow cabbage. In other words, her understanding of mysterious things is generally limited to general knowledge, and she studies this part mainly to protect herself so as not to violate some unknown taboos."

"So she chose to come to us without much opposition, right?"

“I’m afraid so. The fact that she could go out at night from her own house shows that things in Constantinople are out of control to some extent—she has even seen things she has never seen before. I don’t know what happened in Constantinople, but things in Rome are always bad, and it can’t be good.”

"Now, do you really not need our help?"

"Wait for Victoria to speak," Phaethon replied. "Although Rome may really need help now, if Victoria herself does not speak, you should just pretend you don't know. Rather than this, you should focus on the principle behind this matter. If the soul can leave the body while sleeping, that would be too scary. The essence of night wandering is the soul leaving the body, which is very dangerous no matter where it is, and it may even lead to eternal sleep."

"Thinking about it this way, if the entire country is filled with spiritual energy, it's actually not much different from being filled with demonic energy. By then, who knows, some stone might suddenly become a spirit. It's not impossible for a vending machine to become a spirit by then."

"Ha, that's what I was thinking just now. What if the stone turns into a monkey and hits you?"

(End of this chapter)