The Witcher: Son of the Planes

One hour before dinner, Emerald Castle Restaurant——

The dinner was about to begin, and the maids had already begun to get busy. They all wore cotton gloves on their hands, wiping the non-existent dust on the table. The valet pushed a special tableware cart and put it Stopping at the dining table, the maids picked up the tableware on the dining car and wiped it carefully one by one. From time to time, they could be seen measuring it with their fingers on the dining table, probably to confirm the distance, and then wiped the wiped hair. Bright tableware is placed neatly on the dining table.

Seeing that the time was almost up, the male and female servants lit the white candles together and placed them on the candlesticks.

…

7:50 p.m.! The gate of the castle——

From a distance, I saw the butler Gandalf waiting there.

Baatar and Bob took a few steps, and Gandalf took two symbolic steps forward.

"Sorry, we're late." Bato said.

"No, the time is just right, please come with me." After that, Gandalf led Baatar towards the restaurant.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, he saw Baroness Lilibet coming to greet her, and Baron Auguste had also stood up from his seat.

If this group of slaves were not really important, they would have to cooperate in the future. Bato himself felt that he would not be invited to this dinner. Bato has attended several noble banquets before, but this is the first time for Bob. Although he has become a low-level knight attendant, his status has not improved much. If he had not followed Bato this time, he would not have had the chance to attend the banquet. .

After Bob sat down, he began to look at the restaurant. The tablecloth was spread out flatly on the dining table. Sets of silver tableware were also neatly placed on the tablecloth. Knives, forks and spoons were all available. There were also unknown inscriptions carved on the tableware. pattern.

An amethyst candle lamp hangs in the center of the top of the restaurant. Candlesticks are placed on both sides of the dining table. The candlesticks are filled with white candles. An oil painting of the Baron hangs above the fireplace, which is very majestic. The overall light in the restaurant does not look so bright, but it is not dark at all. Instead, it looks softer, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

Burgundy wine has begun to be poured into the decanter beside the table, exuding bursts of aroma.

The servants began to serve the dishes. The first thing they brought was a fruit plate made of fresh fruits and vegetables, sliced ​​white croutons, cheese, ham, and some special salad dressing.

It was so delicious and delicious, Bob felt like his mouth was starting to get wet.

"Zi Liu." The main meal hasn't been served yet, so we can't be embarrassed, Bob thought after swallowing his saliva.

"The territory is still under construction, and the dinner was prepared in a hurry. The reception was not good, which is rude." Lilibet said while looking at Bato who was sitting on the right.

"That's plenty, ma'am," Baator replied.

"I've been at sea for almost a month. I can only eat bread and dried salted fish every day. I'm tired of it." Bato continued.

"Thank you for your hard work, Bartow. The slave trade will subsidize you." Richard August, who was sitting opposite, looked at Bartow and said.

"Thank you for your generosity, Your Excellency. It is a great honor to attend this dinner."

…

Bob chewed the food carefully and watched the valet push the dining cart again and the maids began to divide the dishes.

"Hey, dinner is here," Bob thought to himself.

The first course was the T-bone steak: it was burnt brown throughout, probably not fully cooked, but it looked very appetizing.

Bob watched the Baron and Bartow eating and chatting. He lowered his head and looked at the knife and fork in his hand. He felt that it was really troublesome and he really wanted to swallow it directly.

"Chuck, cluck." Hearing a burst of laughter from the left, he turned around and saw that it was the baron's daughter laughing at him.

"Don't you know how to use it?" Helen August said with a smile.

"You are like this..." Helen demonstrated.

Watching Helen skillfully press the steak with the fork in her left hand, cut it into small pieces with the knife in her right hand, and then use the fork to fork it and put it into the small mouth.

"Well, is this difficult?" Bob followed suit and easily got the hang of it.

After all, with the physical coordination of a low-level knight's squire, are you still worried about not being able to eat steak?

Well, it's really good. The meat is tender and smooth at the front, but a little hard and chewy at the back.

The second course is cream of mushroom soup: the soup is milky white in color, made with various wild fungi as the main raw material, and an appropriate amount of cream and other condiments. Take a sip, it's rich and smooth, it really warms your heart and stomach.

The third dish is braised tripe: it tastes like tomatoes, with a slight sourness, but it’s not too greasy, and it goes well with rice.

The fourth course is roasted foie gras: it tastes like lemon and black pepper, um, and minced garlic, slice by slice, very delicious.

The fifth course is roast rabbit: from the cross-section, it looks a bit like chicken, with some coarse salt and spices sprinkled on the surface. When eaten, the meat is firmer than chicken, crispy, and full of crispy flavor.

The sixth course is roasted wild boar leg: although the shredded meat is a bit thick, this one is more to Bob's taste.

Seeing Bob's unseen expression of eating and drinking, Ba Tuo was also speechless for a while.

"Try this, Bartow. This is the eight-year-old Port red wine we bought from Lincoln Manor." Seeing that the wine was almost awake, August smiled and motioned to the maid to pour the wine.

Raising the transparent glass goblet in his hand, Ba Tuo took a small sip. The entrance was silky and the finish was very clean. The fruity aroma was rich and full. The acidity was just right without too much sourness. It tasted very sweet.

"As expected of a product from Lincoln Manor." Bartow said with satisfaction.

The last dish served was a plate of fried sausages with applesauce, which looked delicious, but Bob was already a little full. Although knights have big appetites, they couldn't eat so much.

"It's good to be a noble. You enjoy a good life from birth. Look at the heroic Baron, the beautiful and charming Baroness, and this lovely noble lady. I really don't know how many lifetimes of blessings they have accumulated." Bob thought about himself. He thought it was good to become a low-level knight squire and his status was improved, but compared with these people, it was still far behind.

Bob felt that he had indeed relaxed a lot recently and had to continue to work hard.

...

"Have you eaten, Nora?" Colin asked.

"I've eaten a long time ago. Here, these are for you too." He handed Colin half a piece of black bread and small salted fish on the plate.

"I'm not a pig. I'm almost done."

"Settle down first. I can finally have a good sleep today. I have been drifting on the ship for nearly a month. I feel like I haven't slept at all. I have been in a trance all the time." Colin stood up and said.

"Well, when we get back, go to bed early, brother."

"Good night, Nora."

"Good night, brother." After saying that, Nora went back to the female slaves.