All Worlds Madhouse - Chapter 608 Food

(This chapter was blocked before, but I found it particularly appropriate to put it here.)

There’s a lot of firewood in the fireplace

In this era, few people are willing to use the “fireplace” thing, but there are still some people who are extremely particular about life and like this complicated heating method, and the enjoyment it brings is in In such a windless cold winter, the temperature can exude a faint pine scent.

On the dining table, the place of tableware is also very particular. It can be seen that the owner of this room likes “Tiffany” and “Christopher” silver tableware, and the spoon handles have “Paris-style sage” on them. Pattern; the crystal glassware is crystal clear, paired with a brocade napkin, with small blood-red roses embroidered on the corners of the napkin.

There are two kinds of people in this world.

The first type is eaters who have an indifferent attitude towards food. Their understanding of “eating” is just convenience or filling their stomachs.

The other kind regards food as God’s most precious gift to mankind. They will be almost demanding on everything that goes into their bodies, every mouthful of meat, every drop of water, and at the same time, they will also enjoy it lingering between their taste buds. We might as well call these people “gourmets” when they feel the satisfying feeling of food passing through their throats for a brief moment.

From the appearance, Mr. Andrew seems to be in line with the style of a gourmet. He wears a good suit and a neat tie. Although he looks a little fat, he is not bloated. The gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose also embellish it. A gentle and elegant demeanor.

Oh, and he’s also a brain surgeon.

At this moment, he is sitting at this dining table.

In front of him, in addition to a set of elegant tableware, there was also a box of crisper boxes decorated with brown patterns.

Tie it up with two ribbons of complementary colors, and the ingredients on the side include foie gras, “Anatolian figs” that have just come off the branches and are still stained with tears, plus half a bottle of Saint-Estee red wine…

Mr. Andrew was obviously very satisfied with such a meal. He smiled and waited for how delicious the food was to be worthy of such a stylish table.

soon.

“Sorry to keep you waiting.” A magnetic voice came from behind him.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man missed his shoulder and appeared in his field of vision.

This is a man who looks to be nearly 40 years old. In this age group, time will inevitably leave obvious marks on everyone’s face.

Therefore, just looking at this man’s facial features, words such as “youth” and “handsome” are definitely not related to him. At first glance, he even looks a bit unflattering and arrogant.

The hair on his forehead is tilted to one side, his nose is in the shape of a stern aquiline, he is calm and thin, his face is on the thin side, his skin is a very common light brown, his mouth corners are wide, and they always seem to be bent downwards intentionally or unintentionally, revealing a An air of indifference.

If there is anything special, it is his brow bones. They are a pair of abrupt bones like ridges, and together with the bulge of the entire bridge of his nose, his eyes are as deep as the ravines in a canyon.

Yes, I know that such a set of facial features, no matter which one is taken out, is not beautiful, but when they are put together, they present an extremely strange and unique temperament.

At this moment, he was wearing the most ordinary white shirt at home, but every corner was neatly tidied up like an obsessive-compulsive disorder, making him look even more extraordinary than Mr. Andrew in a suit and tie.

“How come? I still want to thank you for entertaining Mr. Lecter.” Andrew responded politely, but there seemed to be some inadvertent pauses when he spoke.

Of course, no one will pay attention to these details.

The man known as Lecter smiled. The deep lines between his nose and lips gave this smile a unique and charming beauty.

His full name is Hannibal Lecter. He is also a doctor, but he is engaged in psychological research.

In his own words: “The physical damage is clearly visible, but I want to heal people’s hearts.”

Haha, this is indeed a reason that sounds a bit exaggerated, but coming from Hannibal’s mouth, it’s not that annoying.

Everyone who has come into contact with him knows that he is a gentle, graceful, chic and considerate person who is full of love for life.

Especially in terms of diet, it can be said that he is a genius.

“This is summer cream, cooked with chopped hazelnuts for three hours.” Hannibal opened the lid of a silver container on the table, and in an instant, the faint aroma overwhelmed the rosin in the room.

He took a bowl of ice water and a silver plate and placed them in front of Andrew. Then he opened the crisper box on the table and took out a piece of soft but still elastic white meat.

“Actually, I can do it myself.” Mr. Andrew said a little embarrassed.

“Oh, no need. You just need to enjoy this meal quietly. Maybe you won’t understand. I really enjoy the process of cooking for the guests.” Hannibal said with a smile, and then soaked the piece of meat with lemon. Dip it in ice water and put it on Andrew’s dinner plate.

“This ingredient is very precious. I first lightly blotted it with flour and once with fresh toast. Fry it in butter until golden on both sides. Add sauce and truffle slices, and Hollandaise Celeriac, watercress and spinach on stems, then sprinkled with a pinch of watercress leaves. Finally chilled for an hour, I think you’ll like it.”

“Haha – you are such a considerate person.” Andrew responded.

Hannibal seemed satisfied with the other person’s opinion of the dish. He served Andrew a glass of red wine before sitting back in his seat.

“How does it taste?” he asked expectantly.

Andrew put the piece of meat into his mouth, and then closed his eyes with great enjoyment: “Hmm~~This is really the most delicious thing I have ever eaten in my life,” he said feeling comfortable.

Andrew ate this meal very slowly and enjoyed it very much. It was not until the night was dark that he finally wiped his mouth with satisfaction: “Thank you so much. I think it will be difficult for me to find anything to repay this meal.”

“No, it’s me who should be grateful.” Hannibal said politely.

Andrew was stunned for a moment. He instinctively felt that there was something wrong with this sentence, but he didn’t know why. He seemed to stop caring about the details in the next second: “Then, it’s getting late, and I should go back. “

“Of course.” Hannibal stood up, put on Mr. Andrew’s coat like a professional service worker, and opened the door for him: “Be careful on the road.”

Andrew nodded gratefully and walked out of Hannibal’s house.

But before he had taken a few steps, he suddenly thought of something and turned back: “Oh, I forgot to ask, what is the main course tonight, that meat with great taste?”

…

As the night wind blew by, Andrew felt something was swaying in his head, a little dizzy, and a little cold, as if his brain was being exposed to the charming night.

Haha that’s ridiculous.

But it didn’t matter. Andrew turned around with satisfaction and walked into the darkness.

Hannibal politely watched the other party go away, which was as it should be. After all, it was Mr. Andrew who brought tonight’s main course.

So Hannibal didn’t prepare to go back to the house until he was completely out of sight.

But just as he closed the door, his peripheral vision seemed to catch something.

It was a box, simply tied with a gift ribbon, and placed next to the door.

Hannibal frowned. He didn’t remember who would mail him what gift, but he still took the box into his house.

The wood in the fireplace still made a crackling sound.

Hannibal leaned back on the sofa and looked at the tags on the gifts.

On it, there was written a person’s name——Ziliang.

But who is Ziliang?

Hannibal smiled. He didn’t know Ziliang, but it didn’t matter.

He threw the card aside and unwrapped the crappy package with little anticipation.

Then

Hannibal was stunned.

Because inside the gift box, there was an eyeball lying quietly.

There is a small wooden stick stuck under the eyeball, like a scary-looking lollipop.

Inside the box, there is also a small and incomprehensible message.

[You said before that you hid one of my eyeballs]

[I searched for it in the refrigerator in the kitchen on the second floor for a long time before I took it out]

【I guess you will like the taste】

【.】

[By the way, you and Will have another unfinished bet]

[Although you probably never remember any gambling games]

[However, I still wish you success]

【Your friend who never appeared】

[————Sincerely Ziliang]