At 9 o'clock sharp, the club's "Holy Communion" officially began.
The process of the banquet imitates religious ceremonies in a playful way.
Before the meal, the "Abbot" led all the members to recite a hymn-actually an erotic poem.
Gao Fei commented on this hymn from the perspective of an online writer, feeling quite conflicted in his heart.
On the one hand, we must admit that this poem is beautifully written, full of emotions, vivid descriptions, and has certain artistic value. However, some words and phrases are too explicit and pornographic.
Such works are like Balzac's early novels, Picasso's late prints, and Gustave Courbet's masterpiece "The Origin of the World". They are publicly published and distributed based on the author's reputation. They are works of art, but they must be licensed.
If an unknown person publishes it on the Internet, he will not survive for five minutes and will definitely be destroyed by Harmony.
The meals served at the Holy Communion are also full of blasphemous irony.
For example, fish pie is named "Holy Spirit Pie".
Confit duck breast is called "Breast of the God of Beauty".
There is also a main dish called "Devil's Kidney", which sounds very aphrodisiac...
The wine that guests drank freely at the banquet was called "Hellfire Fist", and it was said that it was mixed with aphrodisiac herbs.
Gao Fei drank two drinks and felt a little bit high.
He did not forget that the main purpose of coming to the banquet was to make friends and promote business.
Put down the glass quickly to avoid getting too drunk and doing something sorry to Miss Lisa.
Master Potter was very loyal and didn't just eat and drink alone. He also took the time to introduce the members of the club to Gao Fei.
"The unhappy gentleman sitting across from you is named Henry Frame. He is a major officer in the Intelligence Service. Although his rank is not high, he has a lot of power. These days, being well-informed is worth more than gold.
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"Mr. Major seems to be in a bad mood. Could it be that his wife also attended tonight's party?" Gao Fei teased in a low voice.
"Haha! Brother Justice, despite your young age, you are quite thoughtful! The couple attended club activities together, exchanged partners after the dinner, and each had a night of fun. Such romantic events were common in Wycombe Abbey.
, not worth a husband’s frown.”
"I guess the reason why Major Frame is so gloomy is because his career is not going well."
Paul took a sip of wine and then revealed gossip about Henry Frame to Goofy.
"Frem is seeking promotion to the position of deputy director, and he has a competitor, Captain Dreyfus."
"Captain Dreyfus was born in a Canaanite immigrant family. His military rank is not as high as Frame's, but he is younger than him and has more outstanding work ability. More importantly, the Dreyfus family has a large business and the family has plenty of money.
Mr. Captain has paved the way for his career and has the upper hand in this competition."
"Major Frame didn't want to miss the opportunity for promotion and was trying to find supporters from the club who could speak to the senior military officials."
"Most club members, including me, prefer Frame, who comes from the same class, and look down on Dreyfus, a nouveau riche who made his fortune from loan sharking. However, we can only give Frame spiritual support.
Support, after all, we all owe money to the Dreyfus family bank more or less..."
Master Potter showed an awkward smile.
Gao Fei quietly opened the astrolabe and saw "Competition between Two Officers" in the task bar, indicating that he had received advance prompts for the main mission, but the subsequent development was unclear.
At this time, Master Potter picked up the spoon and pointed at the man in red sitting at the head of the table.
"This gentleman dressed as an abbot is the founder of the Hellfire Club, Sir Dashwood."
Sir Dashwood was wearing a holy bishop's uniform, with an elegant and decent smile on his face, and was showing a beautifully crafted gold snuff box inlaid with gems to the members.
This snuff box was a souvenir given to Sir Dashwood by an honorary member of the club and the eldest son of the current King George III of Fijian.
In front of everyone, Sir opened the lid of the box and showed it for everyone to appreciate.
Gao Fei took a look.
Unexpectedly.
The small box contained not snuff, but curly hair of different colors.
Just when he was wondering secretly, Sir Dashwood revealed the answer to the mystery himself.
It turns out that the collections in the snuff box were all collected from the mistresses of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
Gao Fei wiped his cold sweat and thought to himself that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really knows how to play...
It's hard to imagine where this country will go when this guy becomes King of Feizhen in the future.
There was a sizzling sound next to me, and the alluring scent of caramel wafted over.
Gao Fei sniffed and turned to look at the guest sitting on the seat to his left.
This gentleman is also wearing casual clothes.
He is short in stature, but his face is surprisingly large. His curly white hair that hangs down to his shoulders is neatly combed back, and he doesn't mind revealing his forehead, which is even wider due to the receding hairline.
Judging from his age, he was at least sixty years old, and he was the oldest among all the guests at the banquet.
Gao Fei wanted to complain just now. The old gentleman still comes to such a debauched party at such an old age. He is really old-hearted!
The old man had a piece of caramel pudding placed in front of him. He held a steel spoon in his hand and blew lightly, causing sparks to crackle immediately from the spoon.
The old man pressed the electric spoon on the surface of the pudding and slid it gently, just like ironing clothes.
The high temperature caused by the electric shock melts the sugar sprinkled on the surface of the pudding, showing a light brown burnt layer and exuding a rich sweet aroma.
The old man nodded with satisfaction, blew another breath, and the electric sparks on the spoon were extinguished.
Crack!
The old man used a spoon to break the hard and crispy caramel shell on the surface of the pudding, scooped out a spoonful, and tasted it happily in his mouth.
Gao Fei saw this scene from the side and found it very interesting, so he opened the astrolabe and tried to detect the details of this old gentleman.
Judging from the hand the old man showed just now, it must be a spell caster.
However, Gao Fei couldn't see his depth.
The astrolabe prompts "Unable to detect advanced NPCs".
This aroused Gao Fei's interest and took the initiative to strike up a conversation with the old man.
"Old sir, could I interrupt you for a second?"
"Young man, the food is not to your liking, or the ladies here are not charming enough, otherwise I really can't imagine that you would be interested in chatting with a bad old man like me."
The old gentleman laughed at himself with a smile.
"You were casting magic just now, right?" Gao Fei was too lazy to talk in circles.
"It's a small trick, not worth mentioning." The old man smiled lightly, "The caramel pudding needs a little heat. I'll process it myself. It tastes much better. Don't you want to try it?"
"To be honest, I really want to try it, please excuse me."
Goofy pushed his bowl of caramel pudding in front of the old man and asked him to process it.
