031 You dare to imply me

The horses in the sixth district were walking on the streets paved with bluestones, and the sound of wheels rolling across the roads was silenced and quiet nights. In this era, most cities had curfews, and ordinary people could not go out at will. Only the nobles, warriors, craftsmen, army and other special personnel would not be restricted by this ban.

The Lord's Mansion was built on a slope, and most of the upper class liked to overlook their territory. The carriages slowly rose on the curved mountain road. It was not the only one who was lonely at night. There were other carriages of small nobles or big merchants in front and behind. Udir's carriages walked slowly, and there were a long list of carriages lined up behind, each one larger and more luxurious than Udir's carriages. But no carriage was surpassed by it.

There is no reason, because the other carriages are not engraved with heralds. The heralds are symbols of identity. Only the royal family, nobles above the lord level, sun god servants, and soul deep thinking people have this qualification.

Among the long carriages behind, there was the most luxurious and conspicuous. There was a young man in his twenties sitting inside. He felt that the speed of the carriage was a little slow. Through the gorgeous curtains, he asked the driver in front of him what was the reason. After receiving the reply, he said coldly: "The soul-thinking person is such a big show!"

The carriage was moving too slowly. Chen Xiansong had long been used to the new human beings' habits of various magnetic levitation or the high speed of anti-gravity aircraft, which made him feel very bored. If Udir hadn't been pulling him to chat about family matters, he would have fallen asleep long ago.

Before Chen Xiansong was possessed by a sleepy insect, the carriage finally reached its destination.

Unlike the dark environment at the foot of the mountain, the lord's mansion was brightly lit and bright big candles were lit everywhere. When Chen Xiansong and Udir got off the carriage, a waiter immediately came to greet them. The guests with heralds engraved on the carriage were not to be thought about, and they were definitely big men, so there was nothing wrong with it.

Chen Xiansong was quite curious about things like candles. After the new humans established the ammonia-3 base on the moon, they completely solved the earth's energy problem. Things like candles only exist in electronic history books and museums. This was the first time he saw the burning objects.

Seeing him like this, Udir misunderstood: "Child, I heard that the great nobles of the Zhendan Kingdom all like to use night pearls as light sources. I guess this is the first time you have seen a cheap thing like candles."

Chen Xiansong sighed and said, "That's right."

Candles are actually not cheap at all. Large candles for noble banquets like this can burn for about three hours, and each price is five silver coins. In the lord's mansion, at least one hundred candles are lit at the same time, and a batch may have to be replaced in the middle, not counting other food and beverage costs, and the expenses of candles alone may be about one hundred gold coins.

It is said that when a normal noble holds a banquet, the minimum consumption is at least 300 to 500 gold coins, while a royal banquet is even more exaggerated, and it may reach a high expenditure of about 1,000 gold coins.

Chen Xiansong and Udir entered the lord's mansion. The old lord who received the news immediately came out with his three sons and little daughter. The old lord's name was Thorwah Bush. He was about fifty years old, with a fair face and a noble ruby ​​round forehead ornament on his head. When he saw Udir, he laughed and walked up: "Old friend, long time no see. In the past six months, I have held three banquets, and only this time you are willing to come."

Udir stepped forward, hugged Thorhua for a moment, and then smiled and said, "There is no way, the association has too many things, and you know that I generally don't like too noisy environments."

"Of course I know." The old lord patted his old friend's shoulder hard, and then looked at Chen Xiansong: "This handsome little guy should be your heir, well, his eyes as bright as when you were young. Child, I am the master of the famous master of Black Soil City, Thorhua Bush, I'm very happy that you can come to my dinner."

Chen Xiansong nodded slightly and said, "You are polite. I am Chen Xiansong. I am very happy to see you."

Next, the old lord introduced his children to Chen Xiansong, the eldest son Zelonger, who had a direct conflict with Chen Xiansong. After seeing him, he just snorted coldly and did not speak anymore. The second and third sons looked very similar to the old lord. Apart from being a little arrogant, there was no other prominent point. Instead, his youngest daughter stared at Chen Xiansong with her beautiful big eyes when introducing him.

After a few words, the old lord took his children to receive other guests, and Udir also talked to other acquaintances. The guards could not enter the banquet at the lord's mansion. Chen Xiansong was now alone. He made a drink similar to wine from the waiter, and sipped it lightly while eating the delicacies on the dining table.

After all, he is a new soul-thinker, and every move is noticeable, and there is such an opportunity to be "single". Not long after, a young man walked closer with a wine glass. His slender eyes stared at Chen Xiansong like he was scrutinizing for a while, and asked, "I heard that you are a new soul-thinker in Heitu City?"

Chen Xiansong looked up at him and said, "That's right." Then he continued to eat the things on the table.

"It is very rude to just eat at the banquet." The young man's tone was faintly mocked: "Depending on your appearance, you should be from a noble family, why don't you even understand this principle? Or, the people from the Zhendan Kingdom have never eaten anything good? That's right, there was a great famine in the Zhendan Kingdom some time ago, and I heard that many people starved to death."

Chen Xiansong looked at him, chewed the things in his mouth a few more times, swallowed them, then picked up a white towel from the side, wiped his mouth, and finally put the white silk towel on the hand of the waiter aside, then slowly said: "The reason is very simple, I'm hungry."

Although Chen Xiansong did not understand what banquet etiquette was, many things in the human world were connected. His attitude of neither humble nor arrogant, his personality of neither hurry nor slow, and his calm expression were also a kind of aura. Moreover, as a natural person in the new human era, his knowledge and sentiment were far superior to most people in this era.

So he said this very righteously. If someone with a bad temperament or cannot suppress the scene, it will probably make people feel funny, but if he says it, it will make people feel very convinced. The young man who came to look for the scum was stunned for a moment, then said: "Looking at your appearance, I can imagine the current situation in the Zhendan Kingdom. Most of the nobles are too hungry to be too hungry."

Chen Xiansong looked at him for a while and asked, "What's your name?"

The young man flicked the pure white male aristocratic robe on his body: "First class Baron, Keane Howard."

Duke, Marquis, Bo, Zi, Male. Baron is the lowest aristocratic title, but no matter how low it is, he is also a noble.

"Okay, there's a question I want to ask, Baron Howard." Chen Xiansong looked at the other party and asked in confusion: "Have we seen it before?"

"No!"

Chen Xiansong continued to ask, "Then we had a festival before?"

"No!"

Chen Xiansong became more and more confused: "Or I accidentally offended your relatives or friends?"

"No."

Chen Xiansong had an angry expression on his face: "Since we have never seen each other, and we have not celebrated the festival in the second, and the third update is not a hostile force. You ran up to cause trouble for me. Are you too idle and have nothing to do? If you are really too idle, drink more wine to relieve your worries when you get drunk. If you don't work, go and find more women to vent. The book also said that it is not good for your health if you hold it in for a long time."

Then Chen Xiansong waved his hand gently, as if driving away a bug: "Go quickly, don't block my food, I haven't had supper yet."

Howard's face turned pale suddenly, and he sneered: "To be honest, I think you are like a fake. There may not be one out of 100,000 soul-thinking people. You, a person from the Zhendan Kingdom, became a soul-thinking people when you came to us. I have investigated that when the Akara Trading Group found you, you were wearing no difference from a beggar."

"Do you suspect I'm a liar?" Chen Xiansong asked looking at him.

Howard said: "Yes, unless you can find a way to prove yourself."

The two quarrel attracted a lot of people's attention. Now they were surrounded by a group of people. Chen Xiansong bounced his finger and smiled, "Simple, I didn't have to prove anything, but for my innocence, it seems that I must explain it..." Chen Xiansong smiled cunningly, then picked up a white fruit from the side and said, "The obligation of the soul thinker is to create and convey knowledge. This fruit looks very ordinary. In fact, it has another name, called apple. Regarding apples, in addition to eating, there are many special uses, such as cider, apple cider vinegar, apple sauce... they are all extremely expensive drinks, which can enhance aphrodisiac and beautify and anti-aging. They are secret recipes among the upper class of the Zhendan Kingdom."

When Howard heard the unexpected useful knowledge, his eyes lit up and asked, "Oh, do you know how to do them?"

"Of course I know!" Chen Xiansong held the white fruit and saw Howard's attention was completely focused on what he said. He smiled slightly: "If you want to make the three drinks I mentioned, you must find qualified apples..."

Howard nodded. Not only him, but also the people around him also had shiny expressions of eyes.

"The qualified apple is red." Chen Xiansong suddenly turned his tone and ordered: "Howard, imagine what a red apple looks like!"

"Red apple...Imagine..." Howard was stunned, then hugged his head suddenly, knelt on the ground, trembling hard, and sweating constantly. This situation was exactly the same as Alex's performance yesterday, but he was much better than Alex after all. With his willpower, he struggled out of the pain of his imagination, staring at Chen Xiansong angrily: "You dare to insult me!"

Because Chen Xiansong's command sentence focused on the three words "Howard", the people around him were not affected, but a slight pain was inevitable.
Chapter completed!