Chapter 395 New London and Food

Sit down in the corner.

Three newspapers, a lot of complex information and the word "뀗" stacked on top of each other.

‘Automatic difference engine technology has made breakthrough progress, and the first large-scale difference engine will be put into trial operation in the near future. ’

‘늌The industrial area is being expanded, and Sir’s claim that haze can cause pneumoconiosis is nonsense. ’

'The royal family recently invited many foreign guests to arrive, saying that they would strengthen patrols and guards, and warned citizens to try their best to go out after midnight. ’

Ji Lin leaned on the relatively comfortable table and chair, flipping through the newspaper, and put the breathing mask aside.

"Sir, your fish and chips, and the accompanying sauce."

The young man in waiter's clothes leaned forward slightly and placed the plate of burnt-yellow food in front of Ji Lin.

Ji Lin raised his iron knife and cut the fish and chips in front of him into two halves. He frowned at the greasy fish that could be said to be stuck to the plate.

The air in the restaurant is much better than in the world, perhaps because of the shabby steam blower in the corner.

놛I tried my best to convince myself that this was made in the birthplace of fish and chips...pure fish and chips.

The fried fish just out of the oven had no crispy texture at all, and the fried shell was soft and rotten as if it had been left out for at least 24 hours. As for French fries, why can we serve such soft French fries?

Ji Lin took a deep breath and tried to convince himself that this was the dinner he ordered in this restaurant for a full five pounds.

The best way to understand a world is to taste the local food. The food in a place will reflect the living habits of the people in the area.

Under the banner of St. George's Cross.

"Click."

Ji Lin used a knife to separate a small piece from the fish and chips, and lightly dipped the whole piece of fish and chips in a little green sauce brought by the waiter.

The smell of gutter oil, dry fish meat, and the uncontrollable fishy smell.

The 뀪꼐 sauce has an extremely sour taste, a salty and sour taste.

In short, 놊 is sweet.

Ji Lin turned his attention to the French fries aside with difficulty. Although the French fries were soft, this ingredient made from potatoes should be too unpalatable.

Sour.

The chips without dipping sauce took on a sour character.

Let 놛 begin to wonder whether the chef in this place has a malfunctioning tongue, or whether 놛's taste is cursed from birth.

here.

This place is a culinary hell.

Ji Lin really wanted to get up and grab a passerby to see if they were lizard people in disguise, and how they could eat this kind of food that could almost be called a curse.

But those well-dressed people can deal with the plate of food in front of them without changing their expressions, and they can still maintain their demeanor and eat... raw vegetables covered in sauce?

놛The potato and beef stew found and made in the world of steam and steel is a hundred times more delicious than this food.

Ji Lin temporarily put down the newspaper and began to think about life's problems.

The task is secondary and can be considered later.

But he has to live in this deadly world for at least half a year, which means that he will have to deal with the food in the St. George's Cross core area every day in the future.

껩Maybe the fish and chips are good just because this shop is not suitable for making fish and chips, and the surrounding customers are more eating bread, fruits and vegetables.

Ji Lin waved his hand and called the waiter.

"Then, please bring me a piece of the fruit salad from that table."

Carrot flavor.

Three servings of the same fruit salad all tasted like radish.

놊No matter what their colorful appearance is, they have vegetable-like textures and an almost delicate green color.

Even crispy strawberries.

They have only one kernel in common, the radish.

And that damn sour sauce.

Twenty-five minutes into the mission.

The lord has begun to miss the food in the territory, and deeply reflects on his need to find delicious food in the St. George's Cross Flag Core Area.

The breakfast that Jeanne, who also has blond hair, made casually, and the dinner she made...놊, even if you just grab a big soldier in the territory, you can make a full meal.

Jeanne seems to be French?

Boiled potatoes sprinkled with salt may taste better than what is sold in this restaurant, at least they carry the malice from hell.

The big pot rice in the territory is even better than this shop a few blocks away, and the chefs there are all good at this.

Ji Lin began to understand why the most famous restaurants in the UK served French food, and even the state banquet was French food.

In addition to the salty and bitter sauces and the sour and bitter sauces, do you have any other sauces?

There’s also the coffee that comes with it. It’s not so much about pouring the coffee as it is about washing the pot with water. Perhaps only white sugar can save the coffee.

But the traditional virtues in the bones make it impossible for him to abandon the food that has been served in front of him. It’s just that these foods that look good on the surface are full of the flavor of the industrial age.

Full of industrial flavor.

놛 decided to give it another try, so exhausted, 놛 called the waiter for the third time and ordered a steak worth 20 pounds.

놛놊Faith, in such a big restaurant, there may not even be a single edible food or a usable sauce.

"I'll have a steak with all your sauces."