The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 608 Food
(The chapter that was previously sealed, I found it particularly suitable to be placed here.)
There is a lot of firewood in the fireplace
In this era, few people are willing to use the "fireplace", but there are still some people who are extremely particular about life who like this complicated heating method, and the enjoyment brought by this is in In such a windless cold winter, the temperature can exude a touch of rosin.

On the dining table, the tableware is also placed very carefully. It can be seen that the owner of this room likes the silver tableware of "Tiffany" and "Christopher", and the spoon handle has "Paris-style sage". Pattern; Crystal clear glassware paired with damask napkins embroidered with small blood-red roses at the corners.

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 for convenience or to fill their stomachs.

The other kind regards food as God's most precious gift to human beings. They will almost demand everything that enters their bodies, every bite of meat, every drop of water, and at the same time, they will also enjoy their stay in the taste buds We might as well call these people "gourmets" who feel the satisfaction of food passing through their throats for a short moment.

From the outside, Mr. Andrew seems to be in line with the demeanor of a gourmet. He wears a good suit and a neat tie. A kind of gentle demeanor.

Oh, by the way, he's also a brain surgeon.

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

In front of him was a set of elegant tableware, and a fresh-keeping box decorated with brown patterns.

Tie it with two ribbons of complementary colors, and the ingredients on the side include foie gras, "Anatolian figs" that have just come off the branch and are still stained with tears, plus a half bottle of Saint-Esteel red wine...

Mr. Andrew, obviously pleased with the meal, smiled and waited to see how good the food would be to deserve such a styled 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 close to 40 years old. In this age group, the years will inevitably leave obvious marks on everyone's face.
Therefore, just looking at his facial features, this man is definitely not related to words such as "youth" and "handsome", and even at first glance, he seems a little unflatteringly arrogant.

The hair on his forehead is tilted to one side, his nose is cold and aquiline, calm and thin, his face is thin, his skin is very common light brown, the corners of his mouth are very wide, it seems that he always bends down intentionally or unintentionally, showing a An air of indifference.

If there is anything special, it is his browbones. They are a pair of abrupt bones like ridges, together with the bulge of the entire bridge of the nose, making his eyes deep like ravines between canyons
Yes, I know that such a pair of facial features, no matter which ones I take out, are not beautiful, but when they are put together, they present a very strange and different temperament.

At this moment, he was wearing the most common white shirt when he was at home, but every corner was neatly arranged as if obsessive-compulsive, which made him look more extraordinary than Mr. Andrew in a suit and leather shoes.

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

Of course, no one pays attention to these details.

The man named 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 more."

Haha, this is indeed a reason that sounds a little exaggerated, but it is not so annoying when it is said from Hannibal's mouth.

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

Especially when it comes to food, he is, so to speak, a genius.

"This is charran seed cream, boiled with chopped hazelnuts for three hours." Hannibal opened the lid of a silver container on the table, and instantly, the faint aroma overwhelmed the rosin in the room.

He took a bowl of ice water and a silver plate, and put them in front of Andrew, and opened the fresh-keeping box on the table, and took out a piece of soft, but still a bit elastic, white meat.

"Actually... I can do it myself." Mr. Andrew said a little embarrassedly.

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

"This is a precious ingredient, I blotted it a little with flour and once with fresh toast. Fried it in cream until golden on both sides. Served with bechamel and truffle slices, and hollandaise Celery, watercress, and capers on stems, then sprinkled with a pinch of watercress leaves. Finally refrigerated for an hour, I guess you will like it."

"Haha - you are such a considerate person." Andrew responded.

Hannibal seemed satisfied with the other party's opinion on 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: "Well~~ This is really the most delicious thing I've ever eaten in my life," he said comfortably.

Andrew ate this meal very slowly, enjoying it until the night was dark, and he finally wiped his mouth with satisfaction: "Thank you so much, I think. It's hard for me to find anything to repay this meal."

"No, I should be the one to thank." Hannibal said politely.

Andrew froze for a moment, he instinctively felt that there was something wrong with this sentence, but he didn't know why, he seemed to ignore the details in the next second: "Then, it's getting late, I should go back. "

"Of course." Hannibal stood up, put on his coat for Mr. Andrew like a professional service person, and opened the door for him again: "Be careful on the road."

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

But before he walked a few steps, he suddenly thought of something, and turned around: "Oh, I forgot to ask, what is the main course of tonight, the meat with a very good taste?"

……

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

Haha how ridiculous.

But it doesn't matter anymore, Andrew turned around contentedly, and walked into the darkness.

Hannibal watched the other party away politely, 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 at the moment of closing the door, his peripheral vision seemed to catch something.

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

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

The firewood in the fireplace was still crackling.

Hannibal leaned back on the sofa, looking at the tags on the presents.

There was a person's name written on it—Ziliang.

But who is Ziliang?

Hannibal smiled, he didn't know Ziliang, but it didn't matter.

He tossed the card aside and unwrapped the crappy wrapper without much expectation.

then
Hannibal was stunned.

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

Below the eyeball, there is a small wooden stick stuck, like a lollipop with a terrifying shape.

Inside the box, there is also a short and inexplicable message
【You said before that you hid an eyeball from me】

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

【I guess. You will like this taste】

【.】

【By the way, you and Will have yet to complete a bet】

[Although you should never remember the game]

【However. I still want to wish you success】

【Your friend who has never appeared before】

【—— Sincerely, Ziliang】

(End of this chapter)