392: Mommmmmm's Late-Night Forced Extra Chapter

Inside Private Room 678, Zhang Qing had already left to arrange dinner for the two of them.

At this moment, Roy was staring wide-eyed at Liu Yan.

Just a short while after Zhang Qing left.

Liu Yan had taken out two items that he had seen before.

One was a military radio, and the other was a smoothbore gun used as an exhibit.

Although he had clearly seen these two items before, in Liu Yan's hands, they were completely beyond his understanding.

After Liu Yan entered Wu Jinquan's name into the military radio, he actually established communication with him!

You have to realize, Wu Jinquan didn't have any receiving equipment in his hands.

Even if it were contacting his mobile phone, this method was just too inconceivable.

And what shattered Roy's worldview even more.

Was Liu Yan holding that smoothbore gun.

Muttering:

"Now, hit Wu Jinquan."

After he finished speaking, the smoothbore gun erupted with red light, and then it completely vanished from the private room.

No matter how Roy searched, he couldn't find a trace of the smoothbore gun.

Afterward, he faintly heard someone outside seemingly shouting:

Someone died...

"It seems like someone died... Should I... go out and take a look?" Roy swallowed hard.

People inevitably feel curious about things they cannot understand.

Although Roy knew that Wu Jinquan was most likely really dead.

He couldn't figure out how Liu Yan had done it.

He wanted to confirm it with his own eyes even more.

Liu Yan smiled and waved his hand, signaling for Roy to sit down.

"No need to look, he's dead."

After saying that, Liu Yan sat on the sofa, leaned back, and asked with some confusion:

"Just now outside, he and those two receptionists insulted you like that, and you could actually tolerate it?"

Liu Yan didn't quite understand.

Even if he really didn't have money to eat, faced with that kind of insult, he would absolutely not let it go like that.

If soft tactics don't work, then use hard ones.

If hard tactics don't work, then use underhanded ones.

If underhanded tactics still don't work, then just blow it up.

In any case, the other party must pay the price.

"Sigh..."

Roy sighed helplessly.

"I don't know about your past, but you probably haven't been truly poor, have you?"

"The inferiority brought on by poverty is indelible."

"In this world, no matter what you do, you need money."

"Money can solve 99% of dilemmas; it can be said that most troubles are caused by not having money."

"Rich people might say that having money brings its own troubles, and perhaps that's true."

"But what they have to face is that 1% of troubles."

After Roy finished speaking, he sighed self-deprecatingly.

"Do you know? Just now, when I encountered that situation, I felt it was even harder to deal with than the crises I've faced on the battlefield."

"At that instant, I even felt like I really deserved to die."

"Tips are required here, and I didn't know that, nor could I afford to pay them. I felt like I was causing them trouble."

At this point, Liu Yan, who had been leaning back, sat up slightly and looked at Roy with an incomprehensible expression.

The latter naturally noticed this look and waved his hand.

"The inferiority brought on by poverty can only be understood by those who have truly experienced it."

"If you weren't here... I might have apologized to them and turned to leave."

"No, wait, if you weren't here, I wouldn't have come near this place at all. Of course, I wouldn't have gone to eat at the food stalls they mentioned either."

"Because food stalls are expensive and yet don't keep you full."

As Roy spoke, he seemed to feel that it wasn't appropriate to say these things at this time, and he gave a dry laugh.

"Forget it, forget it, let's not talk about those unhappy things."

"I'll go find a waiter to order two bottles of cola."

Knock, knock, knock — — — —

Just as Roy was about to get up and leave, the door to the private room was lightly knocked.

"Come in."

After Liu Yan's voice fell, the door was slowly pushed open.

Zhang Qing stood by the door, extending his hand to make a gesture of invitation.

Subsequently, more than ten receptionists walked in one after another, carrying serving trays.

Every time a receptionist placed a tray on the table, they would thoughtfully announce the name of the dish.

They wore smiles, and their tone was very gentle, not making a big fuss.

"Almas Caviar."

"Golden Phoenix Cupcake."

"Louis XVI Head-Tail Separated Lobster."

"Gold Leaf Sundae."

"Qianlong Cabbage."

"Shang Yang Crab."

"Fish Hidden in Lamb."

"Braised Fish Maw with Orchids."

...

As dish after dish was placed on the dining table, the expressions of both Liu Yan and Roy changed simultaneously.

In total, there were over 20 dishes laid out on the table at this moment.

The dishes were all-encompassing, coming from various countries.

Yet, after Liu Yan and Roy looked around, they couldn't find a single dish they wanted to eat.

If you looked at the presentation, none of these dishes were unimpressive.

After serving the dishes, the receptionists left the room in an orderly fashion.

Even Zhang Qing didn't bother with the nonsense of introducing the dishes, but instead prepared to close the door carefully.

"Wait a moment..."

Liu Yan raised his hand to stop Zhang Qing.

The latter immediately stopped his actions, stood straight, and waited for Liu Yan's instructions.

"Is there no rice?"

Hearing this question, Zhang Qing was slightly stunned.

Almost no one who came here to eat was doing it to fill their stomachs.

To them, the dishes were for tasting, not for eating with rice.

Perhaps they would eat one or two bites of each dish, taste the flavor, and then leave it there, not eating anymore.

This is also why the plating of these dishes was extremely exquisite, but the actual quantity was not much.

As for rice, which is used to satisfy hunger, almost no one would order it.

Immediately after, Zhang Qing suddenly remembered that the Chen Yu in front of him was from the Dragon Country, just like him!

Perhaps he hadn't eaten rice for a long time in a foreign land.

"Apologies, I will order the chef to make it for you right away!"

Just as Zhang Qing was preparing to leave again.

Roy's voice sounded weakly:

"Um, hello, could you trouble yourself to... get me a sandwich?"

Zhang Qing also politely nodded repeatedly to Roy, agreeing to it.

After Zhang Qing left, Liu Yan held his chopsticks, and Roy held his knife and fork, both looking at the feast before them.

Liu Yan held his chopsticks but had no intention of eating yet.

He was waiting for the rice.

As for Roy, he searched for a bit and finally locked his gaze on the Louis XVI Lobster.

The lobster not only had its head and tail separated, but the meat inside had also been individually extracted.

And it had already been thoughtfully cut into small pieces.

Whether using chopsticks or a knife and fork, one could eat it very elegantly.

Roy pierced several pieces of lobster meat at once and stuffed them into his mouth, eating heartily.

Snap — —

After taking a bite, the lobster meat, which had been cut into small pieces, burst with tender, smooth, and slightly hot cheese in Roy's mouth.

He didn't know what method the chef had used to lock the cheese inside those pieces of lobster meat.

Furthermore, by relying on the lobster meat, the cheese was kept warm, ensuring the cheese always maintained the best texture.

Not only that, the texture of this lobster wasn't dry at all; instead, it had a somewhat bouncy texture.

Paired with the texture of the cheese inside, the two merged, completing this ultimate experience of texture.

Even without tasting the flavor carefully, just based on the texture alone, it would make people unable to help but give a thumbs up and shout out loud.

Delicious!

When Roy realized this and went to carefully taste the flavor, his pupils couldn't help but tremble.

The original umami of the lobster meat was stimulated once again under the influence of the seasonings and the cheese.

While retaining the flavor that the lobster meat should have had, it also added a unique taste.

Several flavors mixed together, complementing each other, forming a stimulation akin to a nuclear explosion on Roy's taste buds.

Watching Roy's reaction, the corner of Liu Yan's eye twitched slightly, feeling a bit speechless.

"Just eat your food, why the hell are you crying..."

Roy chewed the lobster with tears in his eyes, as if reluctant to swallow it; only after carefully tasting it did he finally bring himself to swallow it down.

He had never eaten this kind of food, and he had never dared to imagine that he could have a day like this.

In fact, if he hadn't tasted it himself, in his view.

No matter how delicious food could be, how good could it really get?

Could it really be so delicious that it makes you cry?

The fact was, only after experiencing it himself did he know.

It really could.

The scenes in "Cooking Master Boy" that his daughter had dragged him to watch were not fake!

"Can I pack this to go? I want to take it back for my daughter to taste."

Liu Yan waved his hand.

Seeing this, a flash of disappointment appeared in Roy's eyes, but he didn't blame Liu Yan.

The prices here were indeed too expensive.

And besides, who asks to pack food when someone else is treating them to a meal?

"If you pack it to take back, the taste might deteriorate."

"If you want them to taste it too, just bring them along another day, and I'll treat."

Hearing this, Roy suddenly stopped his actions and looked up at Liu Yan.

Clatter — — — —

A second later, Roy stood up, and the chair under him was pushed behind him.

Immediately after, Roy made a move to kneel down.

Liu Yan was quick-witted and agile, quickly pulling him up.

Before Liu Yan could even feel surprised, Roy actually began to sing with great emotion:

"Always taking from you but never... saying thank you..."

Knock, knock, knock — — — —

It wasn't until the door was knocked again that Roy stopped this puzzling behavior.

"Come in." Liu Yan called out towards the door.

Just as Zhang Qing pushed open the door, he saw Roy in a half-kneeling position in front of Liu Yan.

Then he hurriedly stood up and returned to his seat.

Combining the fact that Liu Yan had stood up for him and the behavior just now, Zhang Qing realized.

He had discovered a second earth-shattering secret!

After giving the two of them a meaningful smile, Zhang Qing personally placed the pure gold tray onto the table.

After lifting the lid, the rice inside was revealed.

The trapped steam immediately dispersed in all directions, forming a scene like a fairyland.

As the steam dissipated, Liu Yan could clearly see the appearance of that bowl of rice.

On the distinct grains of rice, every gap between each grain was completely filled with white sugar.

Additionally, on the edge of the rice bowl, a few pieces of seaweed were placed, and on top of the seaweed, it was garnished with red Caviar.

Liu Yan looked at Zhang Qing in shock.

And the latter, with a feigned humble expression, nodded and smiled at Liu Yan.

"This is a special rice dish I specifically ordered the chef to make for you."

"The inspiration comes from your cold face and fiery personality."

"It's called..."

Zhang Qing didn't see the twitching of Liu Yan's mouth, and he was still acting mysterious at this moment.

"Frost and Snow, Flaming Mountain!"

Hearing this name, Liu Yan laughed.

He laughed in anger.

He just wanted a bowl of ordinary rice to eat with the dishes.

Even if there was Caviar and seaweed, Liu Yan could tolerate it.

At worst, he could just pick it out and not eat it.

But!

They just had to fill every gap between every grain of rice with white sugar!

How the hell is this edible?

The shape did look like snowflakes.

Seeing Liu Yan laugh, Zhang Qing couldn't be more excited.

His painstaking efforts hadn't gone to waste!

Zhang Qing hurriedly prepared to take the opportunity to get closer to Liu Yan.

"Chen..."

But just as he opened his mouth, Liu Yan's finger was already pointing towards the door.

"Get out."

"Take your white sugar rice and get out together."