Lan Jue's eyes lit up, "How do you know I'm hungry?"

The foodie glanced at him and said, "Because I'm hungry. Do you want to eat?"

Lan Jue stared at him with wide eyes and said, "Are there any conditions left?"

The foodie smiled slightly, "I remember when I was destroying the last pirate group, there was a wine cellar there, which was empty when I saw it. But I vaguely seemed to have seen a familiar empty bottle. The mark on the bottle was a deer head made of sterling silver. I wonder if I was looking at it right?"

Lan Jue looked at him and was speechless, "You are blackmailing! Just order big cakes and want to exchange for my Momosquito. You think beautifully!"

The foodie snorted, "What do you mean? That's a spoil. As the leader of the group, you are full of your own pockets! Are you embarrassed to say?"

Lan Jue said helplessly: "What does it mean to fill your personal bag? I didn't drink it, I plan to go back and share it with everyone!"

The foodie looked disbelief, "Will you go back and share with everyone? Who knows the amount you took away at that time, have you registered?"

Lan Jue curled his lips, "Actually, not many people like to drink this kind of thing."

The foodie said righteously: "That must be fair and just. As the leader of the regiment, you are in a favorable and unjustified way. How can you convince the soldiers?"

Listening to his passionate voice, Gabriel couldn't help but open his eyes again, and a surprise flashed in his eyes. If the gourmet fight with Zeus, he might have a chance. After all, Lan Jue had no ability to seal him before. It would be much better to escape by himself than to be captured by the other party. Gabriel was quite confident in his strength. And he also believed that people like Tianhuo Avenue could not destroy the entire planet. As long as they left, he would always have a chance to return to Oud Star.

Seeing the righteous look of the foodie, Lan Jue couldn't help but feel speechless.

“How much do you want?”

The foodie made another plate from somewhere, put the pancakes on the plate, and then a faint dark red light flashed across her hands, baking pancakes. Soon, a strong aroma appeared in the control room.

Lan Jue sniffed, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Is this roasted with ghee? It smells so good!"

The gourmet took out another piece of beef sauce and a knife. The knife was flying, and the thin beef fell on the pancake. Gabriel looked far away and couldn't help swallowing. He didn't eat anything in the morning.

Lan Jue picked up a big cake without hesitation, picked up the beef, and took a bite hard, and the food was so sweet.

Su Xiaosu also came over and looked at the gourmet pitifully.

The foodie smiled and made a gesture of invitation, "I have never been a stingy person. Are you right, jeweler."

Lan Jue sighed helplessly while eating, and a light flashed in his hand and a bottle was handed over.

The bottle looks a bit like a pendulum, and the wine inside emits a dark golden luster under the light. As the foodie said before, the bottle has a silver-white deer head on one side, which looks extremely dazzling.

Molasses whiskey, one of the most expensive whiskeys in human history. It tastes extremely fragrant.

Porter Iran is already a very top whiskey, but it is still one level behind Morgan Stanley.

The production of Morgan Stanley is very small and extremely rare, especially in the elderly. The bottle that Lan Jue took out clearly marked with the words "thirty years".

Whiskey is different from other spirits. When it is bottled, it determines the year. That is to say, how many years it has been stored in oak barrels is the wine. The years after bottling are not counted. Although it will be like Chinese liquor. The longer the time, the more mellow it becomes, the change will not be particularly large.

When they defeated the previous pirate group, they found a small wine cellar in its treasure room, which was filled with whiskey. The leader of the pirate group was an extremely enthusiastic whiskey lover.

In fact, as we entered the New Yuan era, many methods of brewing whiskey have been lost. I don’t know where he collected it from, but there were many precious whiskeys in the wine cellar that were not seen on Tianhuo Avenue. The bottle of Morgan Stanley in front of me is one of them.

The foodie picked up the Morgan Stanley without hesitation and was about to open the bottle.

"Wait! Do you have a suitable wine glass?" Lan Jue said helplessly. Try to struggle in the end. Top whiskey must be tasted with a special whiskey cup, so that it can control its aroma so that it can be tried perfectly.

"Nonsense! As a gourmet, how could it be unprepared?" Two standard Upper Yuan Scotch whiskey cups appeared on the table.

Lan Jue sighed helplessly, and had to turn his head and continue to chew on his big cake and beef.

"Add another cup!" The driver Hongliang's voice sounded, and then he saw him walking in with a look of banditry.

"You two are unauthentic! You don't even call me if you drink such a good wine. Are you shameless?" The racer looked angry.

Fight, fight! Someone prayed silently.

Unfortunately, the cups on the table turned into three. Each cup was filled with only a little whiskey and filled the bottom of the cup.

The precious and heavy bottle plug of the foodie naturally put it into its own storage ring.

"You are plundering! Who said just now that you should be fair, open and just?" Lan Jue said angrily.

The foodie said lightly: "Don't come this set. I want this bottle and I will try it for you. I haven't bothered with you any other things, why are you talking to me?"

Lan Jue was stunned for a moment, the anger on his face quickly subsided, and he sighed, "For your old age, let me give in."

The foodie's eyes changed and she looked at him in surprise, "Will there be something better?" He couldn't think of what could be better than Morgan Stanley? The empty bottle he saw in that wine cellar was Morgan Stanley thirty years old. He just pretended to be Lan Jue, but he didn't expect that he actually took out a bottle.

Lan Jue smiled bitterly and said, "Teska and Bomo who are still a little older, do you think they can compete with Damoro?"

Both of the two that Lan Jue said were also very good whiskeys, but in front of Morgan Stanley, they could only be a cloud of clouds.

The racer didn't say a word, but just silently picked up the cup and sent it to his nose to sniff it.

Soon, his face showed a look of intoxication.

Lan Jue and the gourmet also picked up the cup, sniffed it, and tasted it lightly.

When you enter the wine, the first thing you feel is not the smell of alcohol, or even liquid. Instead, a stream of extremely strong fragrance of hot air instantly sprints into every cell in the body.

Lan Jue has also drunk Magnesium, but this is the first time he tasted Magnesium in this year. Moreover, this bottle of whiskey is very well preserved and tastes so pure that it seems to exude fragrance in every pore.

It's a pity that it didn't start to fight! Gabriel sat there, thinking helplessly. He had no interest in wine, but he wanted to eat the big cakes and beef.

Unfortunately, no one still remembers this person. Lan Jue and the other two who were immersed in the aroma of wonderful whiskey, plus Su Xiaosu, quickly swept away all the food.

After eating, the foodie said: "I went to find your cutter. She should be nearby. I have received her information before."

The cutter usually looks gentle as water, but in fact he is also a god-level mecha master and was the first to enter the Star Alliance.

At that time, she was named Feng Zhijing in the mecha master world. Everyone thought she was a man and hid her true identity very well.

Her empty demon king once caused quite a lot of trouble to the Four Gods, and was the controller of the air. Of course, she was also the wife of the gourmet.

After getting good wine and eating rice, the foodie naturally has to look for their own wife.

As the foodie left, was the racer approaching Lan Jue's side?"

Lan Jue looked at him cautiously, "What did you say about that cigar cellar last time?"

The racer said: "I have you! Just be fair."

Lan Jue smiled and said, "Okay, I'm determined! Let's share the spoils when you go back."

"I knew you two were terrible." A flash of light, and the foodie reappeared in the main control room.

The racer jumped up and said, "Damn, I'm still bringing the killer back!"

The foodie snorted coldly and looked at Lan Jue with a loud look, "Tell me honestly!"

Lan Jue made a gesture of silence, "Sound it a little bit. It's not just us who like these things. That's fine. When we go back, we will all be divided equally. It's okay? No one is hiding his own heart. But I want to eat water and boil the Oulong! Gourmet, you can do it."

The serious expression on the foodie's face instantly disappeared and he laughed and said, "No problem, I made an appointment so happily. I'm leaving!" After that, he walked out again.

Lan Jue and the racer competed with the middle finger behind him at the same time. The racer said angrily: "This bad middle-aged man! He is really sinister and cunning!"

Lan Jue sighed, "It's all your fault, what if you bear it?"

Gabriel closed his eyes in pain, these guys...

The explosion of Moon Demon Star became more and more intense, and the war had become completely one-sided. Especially when two battleships and Zeus One appeared above the pirates. When the warship guns were aimed at them, the pirates' final resistance had begun to collapse. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!