Chapter 590 Hellfire Club (Subscription Request)
At 9 o'clock sharp, the club's "Holy Communion" officially began.
The process of the banquet imitates religious rituals in a playful way.
Before the meal, the "abbot" leads all the members in reciting a hymn - actually an erotic poem.
Gao Fei commented on this hymn from the perspective of an online writer, feeling quite conflicted in his heart.
On the one hand, we must admit that this poem is beautifully written, full of emotions, vivid descriptions, and has certain artistic value. However, some words and phrases are too explicit and pornographic.
Such works are like Balzac's early novels, Picasso's late prints, and Gustave Courbet's masterpiece "The Origin of the World." They are works of art when they are publicly published based on the author's reputation. An unknown person posted on the Internet will not survive for five minutes, and he will definitely be destroyed.
The meals served at the Holy Communion are also full of blasphemous irony.
For example, the fish pie is named "Holy Spirit Pie".
The confit duck breast is called "The Breast of the Beauty God".
There is also a main dish called "Devil's Kidney", which sounds very aphrodisiac...
The wine that guests drank freely at the banquet was called "Hellfire Fist", and it was said that it was mixed with aphrodisiac herbs.
Gao Fei drank two drinks and felt a little high.
He has not forgotten that the main purpose of coming to the banquet is to make friends and promote business.
Put down the glass quickly to avoid getting too drunk and doing something sorry to Miss Lisa.
Master Potter was very loyal and didn't just eat and drink alone. He also took the time to introduce the members of the club to Gao Fei.
"The unhappy gentleman sitting across from you is named Henry Frame. He is a major officer in the Intelligence Service. Although his rank is not high, he has a lot of power. These days, being well-informed is worth more than gold. !”
"Mr. Major seems to be in a bad mood. Could it be that his wife also attended tonight's party?" Gao Fei teased in a low voice.
"Haha! Brother Justice, despite your young age, you are quite thoughtful! The couple attended club activities together, exchanged partners after the dinner, and each looked for a night of happiness. Such romantic events were common in Wycombe Abbey. , not worthy of a husband’s frown.”
"I guess the reason why Major Frame is so gloomy is because his career is not going well."
Paul takes a sip of wine and then reveals gossip about Henry Frame to Goofy.
"Frem is seeking promotion to the position of deputy director, and he has a competitor, Captain Dreyfus."
"Captain Dreyfus was born in a Canaanite immigrant family. His military rank is not as high as Frame's, but he is younger than him and has more outstanding work ability. More importantly, the Dreyfus family has a large business, and the family has plenty of money. Mr. Captain has paved the way for his career and has the upper hand in this competition."
"Major Frame didn't want to miss out on promotion opportunities and was trying to find supporters from the club who could speak to the military brass."
"Most club members, including me, prefer Frame, who comes from the same class, and look down on Dreyfus, a nouveau riche who made his fortune from loan sharking. However, we can only give Frame spiritual support. Support, after all, we all owe more or less money to the Dreyfus family bank..."
Master Potter smiled awkwardly.
Gao Fei quietly opened the astrolabe and saw "Competition between Two Officers" in the task bar, indicating that he had received advance prompts for the main mission, but the subsequent development was unclear.
At this time, Master Potter picked up the spoon and pointed at the man in red sitting at the head of the table.
"This gentleman dressed as an abbot is the founder of the Hellfire Club, Sir Dashwood."
Lord Dashwood was wearing a holy bishop's uniform, with an elegant and decent smile on his face, and was showing a beautifully crafted gold snuff box inlaid with gems to the members.
This snuff box was a souvenir given to Sir Dashwood by the eldest son of George III, the current King of Fijian and an honorary member of the club.
In front of everyone, Jazz opened the lid of the box and showed it to everyone.
Gao Fei took a look.
Unexpected.
The small box contained not snuff, but curly hair of different colors.
Just when he was secretly wondering, Sir Dashwood revealed the answer himself.
It turns out that the collection in the snuff box is all hair collected from the mistresses of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
Gao Fei wiped his cold sweat and said to himself that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really knows how to play...
It's hard to imagine where this country will go when this guy becomes King of Feizhen in the future.
There was a sizzling sound next to me, and the alluring scent of caramel wafted over.
Gao Fei sniffed and turned to look at the guests sitting on the seat to his left.
This gentleman was also wearing casual clothes.
He is short in stature, but his face is surprisingly large. His gray curly hair that hangs down to his shoulders is neatly combed back, and he doesn't mind revealing his forehead that is even wider due to the receding hairline.
Judging from his age, he was at least sixty years old. He was the oldest person among all the guests at the banquet.
Gao Fei wanted to complain just now. The old man is so old and still comes to such a debauched party. He is really old-hearted!
The old man had a piece of caramel pudding placed in front of him. He held a steel spoon and blew lightly, and the spoon immediately emitted sparks of crackling electricity.
The old man pressed the electric spoon on the surface of the pudding and slid it gently, just like ironing clothes.
The high temperature caused by the electric shock melts the sugar sprinkled on the surface of the pudding, showing a light brown caramel layer and exuding a rich sweet aroma.
The old man nodded with satisfaction, blew another breath, and the sparks on the spoon were extinguished.
Crack!
The old man used a spoon to break the hard and crisp caramel shell on the surface of the pudding, scooped out a spoonful, and tasted it happily in his mouth.
Gao Fei saw this scene from the side and found it very interesting, so he opened the astrolabe and tried to detect the details of this old gentleman.
Judging from the hand the old man showed just now, it must be a spell caster.
However, Gao Fei couldn't see his depth.
The astrolabe prompts "Unable to detect advanced NPC".
This aroused Gao Fei's interest and took the initiative to strike up a conversation with the old man.
"Old sir, could I interrupt you for a second?"
"Young man, either the food is not to your liking, or the ladies here are not charming enough, otherwise I really can't imagine that you would be interested in chatting with a bad old man like me."
The old gentleman laughed at himself with a smile.
"Were you casting magic just now?" Gao Fei was too lazy to talk in circles.
"It's a small trick, not worth mentioning." The old man smiled lightly, "The caramel pudding needs a little heat. I'll process it myself. It tastes much better. Don't you want to try it?"
"Honestly, I really want to try it, please."
Goofy pushed his bowl of caramel pudding in front of the old man and asked him to process it.
"Happy to oblige."
The old man smiled gracefully.
