"British Food?" Wen was silent for a while, thinking that he should not chat with the Pope anymore. This is the rhythm of really killing the chat.

Is British food something for humans to eat? In fact, when Wenshi was in the Central Plains, he didn't feel it. After coming out, he suddenly discovered that the food in the Central Plains was one era ahead of the world. Especially after Chen Xi pioneered the introduction of more cooking methods, the Central Plains food has far surpassed other countries for thousands of years.

The Pope also fell into silence. It would be fine if he only ate Britain's food all his life, but since he became Yuan Tan's little wife, he began to follow Wen's family to eat fine food and fine meat. Although he had a lot of food etiquette, it was really delicious.

Especially when Wen saw that he could not get back, he only asked to pay attention to etiquette in front of others, the pope completely let himself go. Now when he recalls the British cuisine, it was simply a dark dish. It may be a bit exaggerated to chew wax, but if he is used to eating Central Plains food, he will die if he returns it!

"Hey, I'll find you a new batch of chefs." Wen Shi sighed. If she really wanted to eat British food, she couldn't accept it. It would be better not to treat herself badly in this regard. After all, people are iron and food is steel!

"Thank you sister!" The pope hugged Wen and jumped back and forth, while Wen covered his forehead, not knowing what to say. He wanted to beat him, but he couldn't beat him.

After a while, the flesh of the ancient god of the underworld was escorted back from the front line. Yuan Tan rationally distributed the majority to the soldiers and reserve soldiers, and of course he also left a large piece for his own family, and of course he was mainly for the Pope to eat.

"Happy, you can eat enough without hunting, and it's a beast that breaks the boundaries." The Pope was very happy to wave his chopsticks and dipped the whole tea tray of braised pork in sauce. Wen, on the opposite side, held a small bowl, looked at his own amount, and Yuan Tan's amount, and then looked at the Pope's amount, and could not afford it.

"This is the Roman evil god summoning technique. It summoned a giant ancient god of the underworld. It was killed by General Huangfu Song and sent back. We also got the summoning technique. You can also learn it and you may also summon the beasts that broke the world." Yuan Tan handed over a complete evil god summoning technique to the Pope, and then drank some broth himself to get the matter.

"Hey, why does this look very familiar?" The Pope waved his chopsticks and quickly cleaned the tea tray, then picked up a cup of broth and drank it. After looking at the things handed over by Yuan Tan, he asked curiously, "It looks familiar, this thing."

"Some of it comes from your Celtic Lake Elf Summoning Technique." Yuan Tan said calmly. The Pope's face was a little bad. Is Rome so scary? The secret technique they got from their hands was so changed that they couldn't even recognize it.

"You won't want to fight with Rome, right?" Yuan Tan put down his little bowl and sighed, "Your Celtic's size is too small. Even the most core guard Knights can't be formed. Let's calm down."

"Oh." The Pope replied in a sluggish manner.

"Just do your thing with peace of mind, don't be fooled by Celtic." Yuan Tan said casually. What did the Pope say? He is very capable, but in Yuan Tan's opinion, he is a bit stupid, or shouldn't be said to be stupid, but should be said to be bullied. Until now, Celtic still can't see the situation clearly and thinks that the Han Dynasty is cheating them.

Yuan Tan was speechless and was cheating them. Only hundreds of thousands of people were the Celtics, the elderly, weak, sick and disabled, and not many young and strong. Do they still need to take the initiative to cheat them?

If the Pope hadn't been very obedient and the old Yuan family often used the Pope to support the scene, Celtic's combat power would be pressed to death with just one finger, and now he is still getting more and more aggressive. Yuan Tan sometimes thinks, is it not a Celtic person miserable enough?

Unlike Slav who actively integrates into the Han Dynasty, Celtic has been holding on to the wrong side. Yuan Tan gave the other party a lot of benefits for his wife's sake, but the other party didn't want to thank him, and he actually felt that the Han Dynasty wanted to make an idea for them.

To be honest, Shen Pei was not interested in Celtic back then. He was a few people, had weak abilities, and looked particularly noble.

If you think about it carefully, the Celtics do have noble capital. After all, they are the top five in the world who have primitive religions and metal smelting. They completed the foundations of agriculture, handicrafts, commerce, religious myths, etc. and national cultural centripetals five hundred years ago.

It can be said that the Celtics were a stream of civilization and Qing dynasties in the early days of world history, but what happened? The three great barbarians passed by, who is more noble than that? The light of civilization in Europe has long been Rome. Celtics did not understand the general trend, so Rome was tidied up in the soil and was still in charge by the Han Dynasty. It still looked like this.

Yuan Tan sent someone to teach Chinese and change customs, but was rejected. For the sake of his wife, Yuan Tan didn't say much, but now he dares to force his wife. Do you really think that Yuan Tan dares not kill anyone?

"Can I go back to Celtic?" the Pope sighed.

Other tribes are actively integrating into the Yuan family, and in this regard, the Yuan family itself has done a good job. The Yuan family, a Confucian scholar who is proficient in education, relies on encouragement and disciples, and have created a large number of them. These are professionals. In addition, the largest Slavs are very proactive. It can be said that everything is stable, but the Celtics look like they are inactive.

"How many people are there in Celtic now?" Yuan Tan said casually. The Pope was silent for a moment. Celtic only had half a legion to support the battle between the Yuan family and Rome, and at least 300,000 people. Even if it was not enough, Yuan Tan would not mind sending some logistics staff.

"Let Ziyuan and Zhongjian go with you." Seeing the pope silent, Yuan Tan also understood that the other party had made up his mind, so he spoke. Yuan Tan could provide Huangfu Song with tens of thousands of people before. You must know that they were far away from Sizhao City, and Yuan Tan could mobilize more troops in the local area. Perhaps these people were not elite enough and were not good enough to deal with Rome, but Celtic was the old man.

"Don't worry, refuse." Yuan Tan lowered his head, closed his eyes halfway, and said softly, "If you are held, there will be no room for this matter to turn around. It is not a good thing to compromise blindly. There is no place for my Yuan family to be sorry to the Celtics. Marrying you is marrying you, do you understand?"
Chapter completed!