Rebirth of the Viking King

Chapter 633 56

"This one is a spatula, specially responsible for cutting butter. Google search to read"

"This one is a meat cleaver, specially responsible for cutting meat steaks."

"This one is a spoon, for drinking soup."

"This is a seasoning spoon, used to pick up the salt and pepper from the table."

Before serving the food, Gore Marash urgently taught the two Viking companions about the various tableware on the table.

These sparkling silver tableware were something that the Vikings had never seen before.

After all, Old Gore has lived in this country for more than ten years. He has attended hundreds of family banquets of nobles and wealthy businessmen, and he knows some table manners.

But all this became a cruel torture for Sartre, Gulaur and other Viking pirates.

The guests of the Skylark Chamber of Commerce are qualified to sit at the dining table with the host. If they make a fool of themselves at this kind of high-level gathering where "everyone is a distinguished guest", they will lose more than just themselves.

If you are not careful, the Skylark Chamber of Commerce in Mohrantine may be affected.

For this reason, Old Gore conducted some emergency training for the two of them.

This is very painful for the Vikings who have never had anything to do with the word "civilization".

In Gulaur's opinion, the definition of eating is to use the most refreshing method to put enough food into the stomach.

There are two key words here

1, fast

2. Sufficient amount.

When he was a child, Gulaul had only one reaction when he saw food, and that was to stuff it into his mouth as quickly as possible before others took action.

Even if he was rescued by Loki in the future and gained the power of God's choice to escape poverty completely, the habits he had developed since childhood could never be changed. Gulaur's ideal life is still after the war, a few fat roasted lambs and a few barrels of ale are served, and a group of Viking men pull out their swords and chop off a large piece, and their mouths are full of oil.

This image is apparently not visible in the mansion of the senator "Maxima Crassus".

With great difficulty, he memorized the seven short knives and forks of different shapes in front of him. Gulaer also had to force himself to look away from the snow-white chest of the beautiful woman in palace attire across from him. .

In Scandinavia and the English Isles, no woman would choose this decoration.

For residents of cold regions, gauze is too cold to wear and too fragile.

But I have to admit that this kind of fabric looks really good when worn on the body.

Influenced by the Eastern Tang Dynasty, more and more Roman women began to choose to expose more skin and become more refined women. Gulaul almost buried his entire head into the table, so that he completely failed to hear the delicate hand stretched out by the woman opposite him.

This was not because he was rude, but because he had not touched a human woman with a warm body for 13 years.

He was afraid that if he stood up on the spot, it would inevitably lead to further embarrassment.

The white palms of the lady opposite her were frozen in mid-air, and she was obviously quite embarrassed.

The white-skinned and beautiful Roman noblewoman was obviously confident in her beauty. In all these years, she had never met a man who refused to kiss her hand. Her almond-shaped eyes widened slightly, and she pursed her red lips just as she was about to issue a warning.

Fortunately, the host of the banquet, Senator Crassus, picked up his wine glass and stood up from the other side of the long table.

This was followed by a lengthy and cumbersome Latin conversation.

At this stage of the banquet, Gulaur had really felt the hunger in his belly. He lowered his head and looked at the seven knives in front of him, and at the same time tried hard to erase the image of the snow-white breasts from his mind. In anxiety, the first dish Finally it was brought to the table by the waiter.

The crisp white porcelain plate is decorated with only a simple gold ring. On a plate the size of a face plate, there are a few vegetable leaves, a piece of red crab meat with its shell removed, and a few pieces of colorful fruits for decoration.

"Oh, my dear Congressman, is the first dish such a precious date crab?!"

"Senior Congressman, you really don't treat our group of friends badly."

The dishes had just been brought to the table by the waiters, and the Roman noblewoman sitting opposite Gulaul was not shy about her praise. Pulling out the knife, she cut off a small piece of crab meat and put it into her mouth. She let out an intoxicating moan, which almost shattered all of Gulaul's disguise.

(Oh my god! If nobles behave like this when eating, what’s the difference between this and going to jail)

The doubts in Gulaur's mind also stem from the huge social differences between the Vikings and Rome.

In Scandinavia, even if you sit in the position of Duke, most of your thoughts every day are how to lead the people to live. In times of disaster, it is common for noble families to have insufficient food to eat.

In Rome it was a completely different situation.

In this city, the war between nobles and lords has moved away from bloody battles, and has turned into how to use gold coins and caravans more effectively to expand their influence. They have long left “clothing and eating” behind.

For established nobles like the Crassus family, their business spans the entire Mediterranean business district.

Gold and silver currency are no longer even their pursuit.

How to get more parliamentary seats and how to get more allies in the Senate, this is what they really care about.

Because of this, Phoenix, who entered the mansion on behalf of the Skylark Chamber of Commerce, could enter Congressman Crassus's mansion without an invitation at all. The strange-looking friends who followed him were a little bit unreasonable in their behavior on many occasions.

Maxima Crassus turned a blind eye.

Because this group of Vikings was not the only one present. Thousands of nobles, big and small, poured into the city on the King's birthday. He did not recognize at least half of today's guests.

It didn't matter that he didn't know the other person.

It is enough for the other party to get to know him and the Crassus family.

He ate the piece of crab meat, which was only the size of his little finger, with two forks. The sweet taste was good, but the too sparse food on the plate still made him feel very unhappy.

Putting the knife and fork on the plate, Gulaur turned around and wanted to ask the maid behind him if she could give him ten plates of the same food. Unexpectedly, the maid nodded slightly and took away the plate in front of him.

Worri!

I haven’t eaten the fruit next to it and the two vegetable leaves below! No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.