Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

A refreshing fragrance spread into Horatio's heart as this 'cool beauty' took her seat.

It was the familiar floral fragrance of the Hood mansion. The maids picked the flowers and made them into perfumes by the perfumers who had served the Hood family for decades.

Even if you go out, the first breath you smell when you wake up in the morning is the smell of home.

"Good morning, Farida." Horatio greeted with a smile while holding Middle Eastern-style hot coffee.

Because the three people in front of him all knew that Farida had a deeper relationship with him, so he did not use the distant title when outsiders were present.

"Good morning, Captain." After clearing the roadblocks and sitting safely next to Horatio, Farida smiled like a spring breeze.

"Wow, Inspector Hood looks so pretty when he smiles." Veronica couldn't help but whisper in Fasha's ear.

"Just finished your duty?" Horatio smiled back at Farida.

"Yes, I'm going to go back to the room to rest later. It's a pity that you'll have to wait for a while." Farida said reluctantly, her crystal clear glazed soft lips shining with an alluring luster, which made him feel itchy. , couldn’t help but want to kiss her in public.

[Well, you are playing tricks again. You are really a annoying little goblin, Commissioner Hood. ]

Of course Horatio would not take advantage of her in front of all the lovers, he just smiled.

"Looks like my breakfast has arrived."

"I wish you a pleasant meal, captain." Chef Yin Yuanshan came over with a large bowl of steaming hand-made ramen and placed it respectfully in front of the captain.

"Huh? What is this?" Fasha blinked her long eyelashes and looked curiously at the big bowl of food in front of her. Veronica on the side got too close and almost put her face into the bowl. Cha tasted it for the captain first, so it was no surprise that he was stabbed by Faxia.

Farida and Louise had never seen such a meal full of meat and rich in fat. Just smelling it, Sister Farida, who had just returned from work, started to growl in her abdomen, which attracted the attention of others. Everyone looked at her, causing the military supervisory committee member, who always maintained a cold attitude, to sit up straight and look out of sight.

[How is that possible! How could I treat such mediocre civilian food -

Even if she avoided sight, the eldest lady of the Hood family, who had tasted thousands of Xinghaizhen, still swallowed her saliva without dissatisfaction. While swallowing, she secreted a new round.

What could make this aristocratic daughter of a wealthy and well-fed child show such a rude behavior was a big bowl of noodle soup with rich soup and rich toppings!

The soup that covers the noodles is covered with a layer of bright red spicy oil, and underneath the thick oil is the clear and clear bone broth.

The noodles, which are uniform in thickness but obviously strong and hand-pulled, are placed in the bowl in layers and soaked in the rich soup, making them appear elastic.

The top topping is the essence of the whole bowl of meat noodles.

Mr. Yin, the head chef, selected the most densely interlaced fat and lean parts of a Glocks animal, which is called the ‘five-belly meat’ in China. With exquisite knife skills, the large pieces of meat are evenly thin and thick, and the layers of fat and lean meat are closely connected. The meat is soft and rotten, and the spicy and meaty aroma that stimulates the taste buds is perfectly blended.

"Chinese specialty large meat noodles. The raw materials and ingredients were just obtained from the supply warehouse of the triumphant army of Cathay yesterday. They are absolutely authentic."

After the triumphant introduction, Horatio picked up the chopsticks very skillfully and mixed the chopped green onion and garlic sprinkled on the meat into the noodle soup.

Soaked in the slightly blanched soup, the fresh onion aroma and strong garlic aroma are instantly stimulated.

The four beauties around him were stunned.

The noodles are twisted up from below, and the large pieces of meat are soaked in the soup.

The fat and aroma of the meat are absorbed by the noodles soaking up the soup.

Regardless of the fact that the soup was scalding to his mouth, Horatio picked up a chopstick of noodles coated in crystal fat and put it in his mouth.

Gudong.

The four beauties swallowed their throats almost at the same time.

"Quack! Ah!" Veronica yelled, covering her eyes. Because she was too close, the spicy noodle soup was thrown into her big eyes that were watery with curiosity.

"I remember it. It smells so good, I want to eat it too."

"I told you not to get so close and sit tight! Didn't you just eat a ham and cream croissant?"

Veronica, who was carrying a big bag on her head, had her eyes gently wiped by Fasha with a scented handkerchief.

"I just want to eat. Seeing that the captain is eating with such gusto, I'm hungry again."

"You keep talking about losing weight every day!" Fasha pinched Veronica's soft and elastic legs that were stretched out by stockings, and then twisted them hard without warning.

"Yi! It hurts! Little Faxia, please be gentle!!!"

This little incident did not spoil the mood of Horatio's meal.

He took a big mouthful of noodles, then picked up a large slice of stewed pork belly and put it into his mouth.

Just a light touch of lips and teeth, the rich meaty aroma accompanied by just the right amount of oil but not greasy elevates the wheat flavor of the noodles to a new level.

"Chef!" Farida suddenly raised her hand and shouted loudly.

"Ms. Military Supervisor, what do you need?" Master Yin asked politely and respectfully.

"Please bring me a meal exactly like the captain's, thank you."

"You are really a scholar," Horatio joked.

"Hmph~" She looked at Horatio's face, her cheeks slightly red.

"Chef, please give me one too." Louise, who was sitting opposite, was not far behind and raised her hand and shouted.

"Then I want it too!" Veronica jumped up.

"Chef, please excuse me." Fasha said with a smile and raised his hand.

After a while, four large bowls of meat noodles were served on the big dinner plate.

Louise imitated Horatio, it was a little difficult to pick up the meat, but at least she could roll up the noodles.

"What an interesting tableware." Louise looked at her non-standard chopstick holding posture and smiled apologetically.

"You did a good job."

Fashia was trying to imitate Horatio, and she was ready to grab it with her hands if it didn't work.

Anyway, in Taran, the locals eat noodles like this.

"I didn't expect that one day I would be as clumsy as Veronica."

"Huh?" Hearing Fasha's complaints, Veronica didn't understand why others were still hesitating. She held a chopstick in one hand and pulled it into her mouth like knitting, and finally successfully picked up the noodles and meat slices.

"Isn't it used like this?" She put a big mouthful of noodles in her mouth and said hesitantly while chewing.

"Listen————This tableware is so difficult to use——————Please give me a fork." Farida tried several times, but she couldn't use chopsticks.

Horatio looked at the four beauties who were confused by the chopsticks and chuckled gently.

"Look at my fingers. Actually, this is not difficult. Stretch out your index and middle fingers and pinch with your thumb. Yes, that's right, like me...

After some intimate hands-on teaching, the four ladies quickly learned how to pick up meat slices and roll noodles with chopsticks.

The greedy slurping sound quickly increased from 1 to 5.

"Ah, hehe, so full, so delicious! The captain is really good at eating. Burp~" Veronica collapsed on the red velvet sofa, gently rubbing the slightly bulging belly under the tight flight jacket and grinned.

"Thank you, little captain, you are so good at eating. I believe we have a lot in common. My hometown of Taran also has many special delicacies. I would like to recommend a few to you in the future if I have the opportunity and make them for you to taste." Fasha blinked her charming long eyelashes and smiled meaningfully.

"That's great. I am looking forward to this day. "

"Honey, don't move. I'll wipe it for you. Come, look at me." Farida took out a handkerchief and dabbed the oil stains on the corners of her lips. Then she sat facing Horatio in a quirky way, held up his handsome face, and wiped his mouth with a smile.

The soft pink lips with attractive lip glaze were getting closer and closer, and they were about to stick together.

"Captain, this place is not clean yet. Let me help you."

Louise, who was sitting opposite, immediately put down her bowl and chopsticks, stood up, leaned forward, took out a handkerchief and wiped the oil stains on the other side, interrupting Sister Farida's little thoughts.

Of course, even if Louise didn't do it, he wouldn't let her succeed in front of so many of his lovers.

Farida pouted her lips in resentment, raised her slender hand calmly, stretched it out to him who was sitting on the side, and squeezed it hard.

"Um!" Horatio groaned.

"What's wrong, Captain? ! "The three beauties sitting opposite him looked at the sound he made and asked with concern.

"Nothing." Horatio gritted his teeth and forced a smile, then turned to Farida: "Right, Hood Military Supervisor."

"Yes, Captain~ Nothing, nothing, oh~"

The smile on her face became brighter, and the white and slender hands below became more and more dishonest and restless.

"Of course, everyone, to celebrate our great victory in the first battle, there will be a banquet tonight that will ensure you a feast for your eyes and your taste buds." He said to the beauties in front of him with his facial muscles tightened.