The Lord of Renjing City obviously took this awkward scene into his eyes.

Roger whispered a few words when he saw the city lord attracting the old eunuch.

The old eunuch turned around and went out.

After a while, several musicians in white robes came in with musical instruments, knelt in the corner, and began to play.

The soothing slow sound rang out, slowly fading away, as if a long wind was blowing.

Roger felt like he was being brought into the vast desert.

He seemed to see a goddess approaching slowly from the horizon.

Then the quick-paced party joined, urgent and enthusiastic, like a flying sand and stone in the desert, and like the corner of the goddess's spiral and floating skirt.

At this moment, a belly dancer in exposed clothes entered the hall with cheerful steps.

Roger saw that she was wearing a beaded headdress, painted with thick black eyeliner, with white veil on her face, and her white teeth and red lips were vaguely visible.

The top like a big red vest wrapped tightly around the chest and was decorated with gold and silver sequins. It was more tempting than shame.

The lower body is full of big red bloomers, with a very low waistline and a slap under the navel.

These bloomers are made of gauze, and under the fire, the two long white legs inside can be vaguely seen.

A thin gold chain was wrapped around the waist and hung on the buttocks, and barely tied the gauze pants. No matter how you look, you will feel a little shake and will fall off.

The dancer's feet were exposed and were not worn with shoes. The toenails were painted in bright crimson red like their fingernails.

Her fingers were covered with brass finger cymbals.

The finger cymbals hit the cheerful rhythm, which matched each other with her dance steps and the musician's performance.

William's eyes never left her since the dancer entered the venue.

So the awkward atmosphere was swept away.

Roger sat down and began to appreciate the moving dance.

The musician's rhythm slowed down and became soothing and melodious.

The music sounds like someone is in his ear, singing love words in a gentle tone, and then it is like a feather that penetrates into his ears and gently teases.

The dancer's movements also became soft and continuous.

Her arms are like snakes, her waist is as soft as water, and her crystal eyes are full of affection.

Then, the musician began to move into a fast pace of joy and excitement.

The noisy and sincere string music is like a glass of good wine, sweet and mellow. In the aftertaste, it seems that people can see a heroic young man riding a horse, wearing a battle robe, and whipping on the battlefield.

The dancer's movements become light, lively and neat.

Her waving her arms, twisting her waist, and trampling her steps were all with strength.

The rhythm of being a musician is as fierce as a flame.

The dance also entered the climax.

The dancer's movements burn like a beating flame, released.

The sound of drums with fierce leaps seemed to be impatient to tell an earth-shaking love story.

The dancer in red had twisted his waist with the word "8" and his buttocks were shaking violently.

The reflection of the gold and silver jewelry on her body showed the effect of the flashing light ball in later generations.

Fire is as energetic as fire, fire is as passionate as fire.

Roger's mouth and tongue burned.

He drank the glass of Turkic wine suddenly, but did not feel quenched at all.

So Roger could only cheer loudly.

Like everyone here, and like the guards around him who were attracted by attention, he cheered loudly.

After the passion, the musician played a piece of music with a cheerful rhythm, bringing the dance to the end.

The dancer played his finger cymbals again, just like when he appeared.

So it was perfect, so it ended.

After the dancer left the stage, Roger was still sitting still, recalling the wonderful dance just now.

He had no erotic or vulgar ideas at all, he was only shocked.

He felt that belly dance was an art, just like flamenco dance, which was enough to be passed down to future generations and lasting forever.

After being excited, you will be empty, and the most direct way to fill the emptiness is to eat.

Roger felt his appetite wide and began to pay attention to the dishes on the table.

He saw that the newly served dishes were all main dishes, mainly meat.

There is roasted lamb sprinkled with cumin.

Someone first marinated with salt and roasted it, and then rinsed the melted buttered veal tenderloin.

There are small pieces of roasted chicken with roasted mushrooms, skewed together with wooden sticks.

The whole lamb roasted on slow fire has a golden and shiny appearance, the meat on the outside is brown and crispy, and the meat on the inside is soft and tender, which tastes fragrant and tastes quite palatable.

There are pigeons fried with butter and onion. The pigeons have burnt skin and tender flesh and shiny oil.

There are cold lamb chops with foie gras, which are fried in butter, cut into thick pieces of foie gras, covered with thyme, arigennu, salt, and pepper to taste, and then fried lamb chops with butter sprinkled with chopped onions.

Roger also tasted the rice.

There are grape leaf rice wrapped in rice that looks similar to rice dumplings.

He tasted a meat-filled, with large grape leaves wrapped in minced meat, rice, onions, pine nuts and spices.

He tasted another vegetarian stuffed with rice, olive oil, raisins, dried figs, dill, mint and fruits and spices.

With vinegar sauce, yogurt sauce and lemon seasoning, Roger tasted the cool sea flavor unique to the Mediterranean.

After asking the learned Muttier, he learned that this rice rice made of rice dumplings, which appeared in the Balkans 700 years ago, and gradually became popular throughout the Mediterranean coast and surrounding areas.

Luo Jie estimated that it was probably the end of the Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms period.

He thought, maybe it was brought by the Chinese who were hiding from the war.

Roger then tasted the rice soup, which he felt was a bit similar to the rice in the seafood soup he had eaten in Iberia.

He also ate chicken pilaf and another pilaf with pine nuts.

He saw crispy bread on the table, with dipping sauce made of beaten eggs and various vegetables.

Roger noticed that there were also balled meatballs with white sauce on the side.

He could not tell what kind of meat was made of, but he was unhappy to ask the servants, so as not to be misunderstood again.

He grabbed a meatball with his right hand, dipped it in the sauce, and put it in his mouth.

He tasted the tenderness of the mutton and the salty aroma of the cheese. He thought this combination was very refreshing.

Roger tried the scones again, a traditional scone with crispy and thin bottoms, covered with minced meat and melted cheese, and drizzled with refreshing lemon juice.

Roger saw that there was a pancake on the table, which looked similar to the noodle cake wrapped in Beijing roast duck, with minced meat filling, spinach filling and cheese filling on the side.

He saw that Muttier was consuming the meat stuffing with pancakes; while the city lord put cheese stuffing on it and stacked it like Italian lasagna.

Roger noticed that there were not many fish on the table, only a basin of fried golden fish, which tasted similar to pikes, probably from the emerald green lake beside Philomeilim.

Roger didn't see seafood, but he didn't mind.

In the Middle Ages without planes and trains, in the heart of this Asian Peninsula, on the Anatolian Plateau, it was too extravagant to ask for seafood.

After drinking and eating, everyone was very satisfied with the meal.

So the city lord clapped his hands, and the attendants came in and removed the gold bowls and plates.
Chapter completed!