Being named after Shenlong, this inn naturally has a strong official background. Knowing that there would be benefits if the first meeting between the two heads of state was a success, the owner of the inn also put in all his efforts.
The menu includes "animals in the mountains, swallows in the clouds, cattle and sheep on land, fresh food from the sea", and special dishes are added according to the tastes of Snorri and Yinyin, such as the tender roasted whole lamb that puts the blue sheep in urgent need of protection.
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If you want to make the most authentic tender roasted whole lamb, the raw materials must be wild young rams around Mountain Lake Castle. The dwarves swear that the unique water quality of Blackwater Lake gives them an extraordinary taste, so that their ancestors have chosen
and the Mother Goddess favor them.
In order to please the King of the Southland, the roast lamb at the banquet was transported thousands of miles from Shanhu Castle. In order to ensure that it arrived in good health, it had to be cared for by dedicated personnel along the way.
In terms of drinks, in addition to the top-quality wines from the Dwarves, Cathays and Lizardmen, they even offer the Lotus Jade Dew that only Slanns are entitled to enjoy. This refreshing treasure must be prepared by the most keen Skink Priests.
Collected from wild lotus flowers deep in the rainforest in the early morning.
"The commander led his troops all the way to plow the palace and sweep the palace. Xiaoxiao, who is afraid of the sea, will naturally have no choice but to flee in the face of your dragon power. But after half a year of expedition, it is inevitable that we will be tired. Let's not talk about business today. Let's eat and drink well!"
Snorri was in a very good mood, and he couldn't help but lick his lips when he looked at Minglong sitting opposite. However, other participants at the banquet would not think about it at all even if they noticed the strange behavior of the King of the South.
The dwarves and the Cathay Dragon are both incomparable.
After three rounds of wine and five delicious dishes, the guests and hosts in the banquet hall enjoyed each other's praises for a while. Minglong also wanted to be modest, and it was obvious that in her opinion, Snorri was a qualified ally.
"Sir, in my humble opinion, just drinking wine is inevitably tasteless. Can you allow the little girl to play a song to add to the fun?"
As if she knew that her master was not interested in the feasting and bragging activities that male creatures love most, the female officer named Jiuniang stood up and took the initiative to invite her to play the flute.
The Dwarf King had also considered the entertainment show during the banquet, but the high elf singing and dancing performed by the housekeeper at the Dragon Inn was not convenient to show in front of a large number of dwarves - although Snorri suspected that there were some clan members other than himself who came secretly."
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"Woo! Didu!"
Snorri paid close attention to this mature-looking and intellectual female of the Jade Blood Tribe, and was quite reasonable with her request. After Jiuniang bowed, she took off the flute from her waist and started playing.
As the head of the female officials, in addition to being proficient in music, she also has profound magical attainments. She can skillfully send the melodious flute sound directly to the ears of the target audience through the noisy surroundings.
"The sound of someone's jade flute is flying quietly, spreading into the divine wind, filling the south city. Hearing the broken willows in this nocturnal song, who can't help but feel the love of his hometown."
There is little room for music in the dwarf society. These simple guys prefer the "ding" sound caused by the chisel hitting the ore, the hammer hitting the anvil, and even the crisp collision sound of gold coins flowing in the palm of their hands.
Hearing the old folk music again after many years, combined with the shock of seeing the dragon, suddenly moved Snorri to his heart, and he unceremoniously borrowed the famous poem of the Poetry Immortal.
"What a poem! What a poem!"
"How could this outsider be so talented!"
"The words are well spoken, the language is simple, and the artistic conception is long. It is a masterpiece!"
Even though it has been slightly modified, Shixian's famous line has attracted waves of admiration. The content of the poem's description of the homesickness caused by the sound of the flute echoed the common thoughts of both the Cathayans and the dwarves present.
In order to appear on the east coast of the Southland, the dwarves left the mountains of the old world, and the Cathayans went on a six-month voyage. Who wouldn't be homesick in this situation? But none of the guests knew what Snorri was thinking about.
It’s not the snow-covered peaks of Eternity.
"Good! Wan'er once said that she respects our Sinian customs and is willing to learn our Chinese writing. Today, when I see you, my literary talent will surpass that of many doctors in my house. This poem will make you shine!"
Yinyin's beautiful eyes flashed, and she stood up and toasted Snorri. She is an immortal dragon god who lives as long as heaven and earth. Although political level has nothing to do with blood, Mu Shou's thousands of years are enough to cultivate enough
sense of smell.
In her eyes, this impromptu poem by the Dwarf King represents a lot of deep-seated information, such as strong learning ability, sufficient wisdom and in-depth understanding of his own country, etc. This made Yinyin think about Snorri.
The rating has been raised a notch again.
"Don't dare, don't dare! As the saying goes, the writing is made by nature, and it can be found by chance!" Snorri laughed, and without blushing, he added another sentence.
"Young girl is a little lonely just playing the flute. Can you let me recite a poem to answer the question?" Snorri picked up the wine glass and stood up while searching quickly in his mind.
"That's why I don't dare to ask you to listen." Jiuniang smiled sweetly and raised the flute to her mouth to prepare.
"Well, then I'll show off my humiliation! Drinking wine and singing, life is just like the morning dew, the past days will be more bitter.
I have guests, harp blowing Sheng."
Snorri raised his glass and paced around, and blurted out a famous piece by Cao Gong in a mellow tone. On the one hand, to suit the occasion, and on the other hand, there was no Zhou Dynasty in Cathay, and there was no allusion about Zhou Gong spitting food, so he thought that it would be done if he played the harp and the sheng.
“What a big heart and courage!”
The sound of the flute stopped midway, and anyone who could understand this Sinian language was shocked by the generosity in it.
"Your Excellency, this poem seems to be unfinished, with a slight sense that the meaning is not yet complete."
Yinyin's eyes narrowed slightly, and she stared at Snorri, trying to find out more about him. Some of the messages sent back by her subordinates over the years seemed a bit absurd to the Dragon Emperor's daughter, but
This dwarf I met today is really unique.
"I'm a little tired. Let's go back to the ship and have a rest." Yinyin turned his neck and looked around. "Goodbye. I will have a banquet with the treasure ship at noon tomorrow. I'll thank you for your appreciation."
The middle- and lower-level officers below were already drunk and would naturally have no objections. After seeing the guests off, Snorri suddenly discovered that Uncle Xu of the Jade Blood Tribe had stayed behind.
"Your Majesty, I have something that I don't understand. May I ask what the word Zi Jin in your poem means?" The old man bowed his head to the ground.
"Isn't there a Book of Songs handed down from your country?" Snorri asked with a frown. He didn't expect that the old man wanted to say this.
"Here, how do you know this? What is the connection between that object and Zijin?" Xu Bo's face changed greatly when he heard this, and there was even a hint of sweat running down his temples.
"What Wan'er said, isn't this still a secret? Uh, no, maybe we are talking about different things?" Snorri suddenly remembered the strange look of the female official of the Jade Blood Tribe who hesitated to speak and hesitated.
