Chapter two hundred and seventieth non-snake snake
Going up the mountain has already exhausted your physical strength and energy, and in addition, people in the winter don't care so much about etiquette.
Without any pleasantries, let's get straight to the point... which means starting to eat.
The sumptuous meal that had been prepared long ago was served without any pause... Of course, this sumptuousness is described from the perspective of winter.
Generally speaking, the meal Biannan had at the Duke's Mansion was somewhat better, but the quality was quite limited——
In addition to the six people who came with Annan, there were also the Viscount's son, who was about seven or eight years old, and his wife with brown hair and blue eyes. A total of ten people sat at the round table, which was full.
There are three plates of vegetables, one boiled, one steamed, and one mixed with mushrooms. There is also a plate of baked beans, a plate of fried sausages, and a plate of steamed sausages stuffed with rice and blood.
, a pot of boiled beef without any seasoning, a pot of spicy steak chopped into small pieces, and a pot of stewed lamb.
The staple food is a thick stack of dough pancakes - they look a bit like thicker hand pancakes. They can be eaten with butter, jam or caviar, or can be used to wrap steak.
...For the players, this is not a rich food.
Mainly because the taste is too bland.
Either steamed or boiled, or stewed. There was almost no salt in the previous dishes, but the stewed lamb had too much salt.
To describe it in the words of a homeless child - this mutton is like using a salt gas bomb, all the salt from the previous dishes is concentrated into this dish. There is so much salt that the mutton soup is even a little bitter.
This technique makes the players' expressions become quite subtle one by one.
Citalopram only ate half a circle and then didn't eat much. Annan and Zoya didn't eat much either. As for Zolgen, he didn't even take a bite - he didn't even take off his scarf, he was acting like a Kakashi.
On the one hand, Si Anqi was really hungry, and on the other hand, he reluctantly ate some more meat to give his master face... while the wandering child kept eating sausages and steaks with wine. The sausages and steaks were about
They are the only two relatively normal dishes on the table.
Although this steak still has no salt at all, it is somewhat spicy.
——This is no longer a question of good or bad craftsmanship.
Something is definitely wrong.
However, the expressions of the Viscount's family were quite normal, and the food tasted quite delicious. The child could even be said to be gobbling up the beef, which had no salt at all, and the mutton, which was comparable to pickles, without changing his expression.
Carrying out a strange meat-eating ritual.
This has even begun to make players wonder whether this is because the winter people have a special taste...
If Lin Yiyi and Longjing Cha, who had eaten several meals in the cold winter, had not said with certainty on the forum that this was impossible, they might have truly believed it.
After eating, the group followed the viscount to the study.
There was still nothing unusual about the Viscount on the way.
He also introduced the decoration of the mansion to Annan with great interest.
"Does it feel completely different from the south, Your Majesty?"
Viscount Dolgoruki said with a smile: "There are still some elven traditions in Wrangel Province that have not been abolished...including the elven artistic aesthetic style."
His Vicomte House was decorated in a unique way.
In any corridor, there is no sense of symmetry on the left and right sides - when the left side is a wooden wall with hanging paintings, the right side is either a marble statue, or pieces of gravel spliced together, or a sculpture with verses engraved on it.
stone wall.
The chandeliers in the room are like playing Sudoku. The number of chandeliers in different rooms is completely different. The floor is unusually plain, and the ceiling is as transparent as glass... Overall, the entire Viscount Mansion is full of strong asymmetry.
feel.
"Because of the existence of the Twin Towers, people in the South regard symmetry as beautiful. But people in the North tend to prefer asymmetry - unless necessary, they cannot tolerate something that is too symmetrical.
"On your way here...when you leave the subway station, you should also see the houses on both sides of the street."
"indeed."
Annan nodded in agreement: "The houses on both sides of the street have completely different decoration styles. And they are almost all scattered randomly."
It's not even a blank insertion - a complete blank insertion, which can also be regarded as a kind of symmetry.
To use an analogy, it's like a novice playing a construction simulation game. They put whatever they think of. The space utilization rate is very low. There are three fire stations on one street, and there are even two that are less than a hundred meters apart.
It is simply a decoration style that can drive you to obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Or, an overly asymmetrical style can satisfy obsessive-compulsive disorder? Or maybe it is a kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder in itself...
"This is indeed the style of an elf city."
Annan replied.
He had indeed seen the city of elves - he saw it from the place where the ghostly elf, Miss Porphys, was.
Of course, Annan left half a sentence.
——The city of elves has quite advanced aesthetics even from a modern point of view.
It was a gorgeous and gorgeous city.
More than 100 meters long, the asymmetrical giant building is full of post-modern art style. More than 20 species of creatures are dyed into colorful crystals. The walls are covered with translucent luminous decorations, huge arch bridges and tunnels...
If you want to describe it, it can probably be summarized as psychic punk.
Among the huge shocks I received when I saw that kind of city - [Asymmetry] is a detail that requires hindsight to realize that "this is really the case".
If you want to talk about his style for the elf city...
That is "flash".
It's too bright, especially at night. The colorful neon light brought by the spell renders the whole city like a chassis covered with LEDs. The light pollution is extremely serious.
"——The Elven City I know is exactly like this."
Against his will, Annan said so calmly.
"Of course, Your Majesty."
Viscount Dolgoruki said proudly: "The elven tradition we follow is not just that."
"what else?"
"This is what I am going to show you now - the [reason] for my acquittal of the treason charge I have."
The Viscount said seriously.
——This is the first time he mentioned his "crime" after meeting Annan.
Hearing this, Annan narrowed his eyes slightly.
Zolgen, who had been following him, clenched his right hand slightly.
Annan raised his head and looked at the Viscount.
He said slowly: "Since you took the initiative to mention this, I think... there should be something in this room that can convince me."
"Of course it is, Your Majesty."
The Viscount smiled calmly: "Then a question is... do you know what the elves worship?"
"--snake."
Annan answered without hesitation.
"Correct answer, but not complete. The correct way to say it is... [Snake that is not a snake]."
The Viscount put his hand on the study doorknob and pushed it slowly.