"...In this desert, there are neither rivers nor lakes nor oceans, where can the boats come from? Well, although there are indeed some idle and fine people in the Central Plains who like to call camels a 'desert boat' in a literary way, they cannot directly call camels riding a boat..."

Riding on the bumpy wolf's back, looking at the exotic traveler who had been labeled "idiot" in front of him, Miss Xianlang couldn't help but mutter.

At this time, their temporary team had already walked out of the desert slaughterhouse covered with sandworms and flesh, and bypassed the city-state of the oasis that had been slaughtered by unknown people, and finally came to the empty desert at the other end of the oasis...

So, just as the wolf loli was still in a daze in the sunset and was full of thoughts, a very nice voice rang in her ears. (Crazy beating)

"...Dear Miss Xianlang, look, I didn't lie to you just now, our ship is there."

Miss Xianlang, who came to her senses, looked at the "silver-haired idiot" with a smile speechlessly, and once again deeply felt that it was a waste to put such a delicate and perfect face on him, but she still looked back obediently-

Oh my God at that moment, she thought she had seen a miracle or not, this is a real miracle

——In the dusk sunshine, a ship as huge as a mountain, quietly lying on the sand dunes, like a giant beast lying. The sun shines through its straight mast, and the flying flags hit the smooth and beautiful teak deck, reflecting a gorgeous luster.

“…Wow, this is really, it’s so beautiful, so spectacular…”

In an instant, Miss Xianlang, who was completely shocked by this strange beauty, couldn't help but murmur.

Although she has lived in this world for centuries, she has never seen the vast ocean and the sailing boats that cut through the waves with her own eyes. At most, she has only seen the paddlings, canoes and rafts sailing on the grasslands and rivers.

Now, in this unexpected place, I saw with my own eyes such a giant ship that far exceeded the limit of her imagination, and appeared in the depths of the desert completely contrary to common sense. No wonder Miss Xianlang, who had poor knowledge, was stunned and obsessed for a moment.

As for the grassland nomads who came with her, they basically had similar shock expressions, and even fell off the horse's back.

Beside her, Feiri Taylor, who was despised all the way, finally showed a smug smile. He looked proudly at the towering giant ship hidden in the sunset, and said politely to the wolf loli with a face full of fanaticism and excitement: "...Welcome to the Xiangrui as a guest. The most beautiful, noble and smartest Mobei Xianlang Xiaobai, is you interested in accepting our hospitality?"

Divide-Separation-Line

Under the clear desert starry sky, piles of burning bonfires were lit, scent of food and wine, and the sound of pleasant flutes and gongs and drums were played... Looking at the hot soup pot, everyone laughed loudly, and some were singing loudly in different languages.

On the flat sand dunes next to the side of the Xiangrui ship, a warm and joyful open-air banquet was in the midst of laughter.

Around the buzzing campfire, the sand was covered with clean and thick canvas. Guests and hosts sat cross-legged on the ground. On the low table in front of them were hearty wine and dishes - fruit platters made of cucumbers, grapes, watermelons, oranges, cantaloupes and pomegranates; vegetable salads made of spinach, lettuce, eggplant, and chopped onions... These are fresh fruits and vegetables collected from the oasis next to them. The canteen on the boat has not been served for a long time - the small space in the soilless cultivation room is only enough to grow some garlic and green onions.

In the large iron pot hanging on the bonfire, steaming mushroom soup is boiled. The mushrooms in the desert oasis are big, fat and delicious, especially when used for soup, which has a unique and wonderful taste - boil the water in the pot, tear the mushrooms into pieces and throw them down, then make some bacon, cut them into thin slices and put them in the pot to cook, without sprinkling salt, just roll them a few times, a large pot of fresh and rich and appetizing mushroom soup is ready.

The staple food of the banquet is Xiangruihao kitchen with fine flour, freshly baked white bread and small biscuits, with honey added and cream or frosted. Various sweets such as walnut cakes, chestnut crisps, persimmon cakes, chocolate egg rolls, fruit candy, etc. are even more dazzling at the banquet.

As for the drinks, they are also quite good. Not only are there the most popular wines in the traditional customs of Westerners, but also the "Baodiaozi" strong liquor purchased in the Central Plains, the authentic Shaoxing Huadiao Yellow Wine, and the newly brewed ale wine made by the dwarves in the army on the boat.

——The grassland nomads who followed Miss Xianlang, especially the warriors wearing embroidered gold robes, pointed-toed scalp boots, and bearded faces, were initially shocked by the vastness of the Xiangrui floating battleship, but they still pressed the handle of the knife at all times, looking very nervous. However, when they smelled the mellow smell of the strong wine, all of them realized their true colors, and their eyes were blurred and unable to move away. Not long after the banquet began, they were all drunk and red with their faces, and their vigilance was thrown out of the sky.

Although the lady Xianlang was not addicted to alcohol, her image at the banquet seemed to be much better. She used her hands together, opened her bows left and right, and kept filling her mouth with various desserts. Her cheeks were like chipmunks, and she was cutely bulging high, as if she had no time to swallow her saliva... Until she swept away all the chocolates, egg rolls, peach pastry and other sweets in front of her, Miss Xianlang finally stroked her slightly raised belly and burped a loud burp comfortably.

——Hey, can this image of a starving ghost reincarnated as if she hadn't eaten for eight lifetimes be considered the "most beautiful, noble, and smartest" virtuous wolf on the prairie? Miss Xianlang, who looked proud just now, where did your integrity go?

Although she kept complaining so wildly in her heart, out of courtesy, Feili still kindly handed the overeating wolf loli ale, and at the same time ordered someone to send some desserts such as cakes, candied fruits, date paste cakes and other desserts.

"...Dear Miss Xianlang, you seem to like sweets? Do you still have some appetite?"

"...well, OK...more...desserts...I want...gulugulu..."

The latest ale brewed in the kitchen on board is indeed good. The fragrant aroma is faintly mixed with the unique fragrance of barley and the burning taste of a charcoal barbecue. Miss Xianlang is obviously very satisfied with this. She sips the ale in the oak cup while making a muttering sound like a puppy, and she almost lie on the table.

If it weren't for her terrifying magical powers before, Feili would have hardly imagined that such a big eater who was like a starving ghost would be the most noble god wolf on the grassland... This moral integrity has fallen so hard that it can't be picked up...
Chapter completed!