Chapter 90 Celebration (Part 2)
Six marinated whole cows were carted to the campfire—if it wasn't for the escort of the militia, Roland suspected that when the cart passed the crowd, the whole cattle would be divided up by enthusiastic crowds.
This was also the entire inventory in the basement of his castle. Roland felt tears in his heart when he thought that he would not have any steaks to eat before the next merchant ship arrived. In order to hold this celebration well, he took out all his wealth.
The royal chef brought from the capital was only in charge of wiping the ingredients and supervising the heat, and the task of grilling was handed over to the six strong members of the militia to complete. An iron rod is inserted into the cow's body from its mouth, and it is placed on a brick platform beside the fire. The flames were burning fiercely, and the heat wave could be felt from two or three meters away. Soon there was a sizzling sound on the skin of the whole cow, and the oil came out from the pores, emitting a tempting fragrance.
Of course, everyone couldn't be kept waiting during the barbecue. Under Roland's signal, Iron Ax led a team of militia members onto the stage.
Those gorgeous and complicated court dances are not suitable for such occasions. Without long-term training, they may not even be able to remember the essentials of the movements, let alone show graceful dancing postures. To ensure that it is easy to understand and at the same time express themselves to the fullest, the dance of the sand people is obviously more in line with the tastes of ordinary people.
I saw Iron Ax and the team members put their hands on their hips, and one of their hands passed through the arm of the companion on the right, forming a ring and a ring, forming two circles around the fire. With the accompaniment—that is, several high and low horns—they began to move in a clockwise direction, and each time they took a step, the other foot kicked forward while shouting "Haha!"
"Is this the lead dance you're talking about?" Carter's eyes widened. "Is this also a dance?"
"Of course, and it's simple and easy to remember. Last night, the militiamen only practiced for a quarter of an hour before they mastered the pace," Roland said with a smile, "Do you want to go up and try?"
Carter shook his head and refused. He just felt as if something in his heart shattered with a bang—farewell, that heart-stirring beautiful girl, farewell, that slightly sad youthful memory.
The other militia members clapped their hands and followed the dancers' footsteps, bringing applause with each round of footsteps. The extremely rhythmic sense of rhythm drove the crowd, and they stretched out their hands to do the same. As the applause became faster and faster, the rotation speed of the iron ax and the team members became higher and higher, and the human ring began to show signs of disjoint. Not long after, a team member accidentally fell down, and then a group of people fell down, and the rotation stopped abruptly. end. The crowd was stunned, but the applause of the militia did not stop at all, instead it became like a storm.
Iron Ax helped up the team members who had fallen, and shouted to the crowd: "Do you understand? Does anyone want to try? If you fall down, it will be the end of the round! Anyone who joins the dance will get a piece of sweet and delicious honey barbecue, The longer you persist, the more meat you will have!"
If it is an invitation from nobles and rich families, the townspeople may not necessarily actively participate—subconsciously, they are always superior, and treat ordinary people as worthless, and it is common to go back on promises. But when they saw the militia members, that is, the familiar villagers and neighbors waving to themselves, they couldn't hold back any of them.
With the first, soon there will be the second, and the third. A new round of dancing begins again, only this time, most of the dancers are replaced by the masses. Although the movements were simple, everyone enjoyed it, and with the honey barbecue as a reward, the participants showed their best performance.
This was exactly what Roland wanted to see.
In addition to the barbecue, there are also bread, fish cakes, and ale. These will be distributed after the beef is distributed. The celebration will last until the evening, but Roland will not stay here all the time. He arranged for Carter to be in charge of security at the scene, and the assistant minister came to give the closing speech and then left.
He also has a private celebration banquet to attend, which is in the back garden of the castle.
When evening fell, the backyard was still brightly lit.
Like the center of the square, a bonfire was also lit here. The difference is that the chicken used for grilling is all cut into chunks. The seasoning and oil are also configured by yourself, completely imitating the way of eating in the wild. This novel way of self-help makes the witches love it. Of course, in Roland's eyes, it is also a rare spectacle—for example, after Anna spreads the seasoning on the chicken nuggets and wraps them in green fire, a piece can be burned instantly. Fragrant chicken. Nightingale showed her incredible knife skills. The knife appeared and disappeared in her hand, flying up and down around the chicken, and after peeling it off, the bone fell completely.
Of course there is also wine, and these bottled wines from Willow Town are obviously more suitable for women's tastes than ale. Lightning drank half of the bottle by himself. Although Roland wanted to say that minors are prohibited from drinking alcohol, but she floated in midair with the bottle in her arms, and dissuasion was difficult to achieve. He thought about it and let it go.
In the middle of the barbecue, Roland felt slightly drunk. He leaned back on the chair and looked at the smiling girls in front of him, feeling extremely relieved. This is the life a prince should have, he thought, and it should be for witches too. With their extraordinary ability and appearance, they should not be hunted down. If they were placed in the era before I traveled, I am afraid that they would be the dazzling focus wherever they go. And what I can do now is to let them live a normal life in this small area.
At this moment, Lightning floated down and sat directly on Roland's lap. Before he could react, he pressed his cheek and kissed him suddenly.
Although this action was done very quickly, it was still caught by a group of witches.
She flew away grinning, seeing Anna, Nightingale, and Wendy looking at her in surprise, she waved her hands and explained, "According to the rules of the Fjords, women are allowed to offer kisses to the leader at victory celebrations. Dad Let me kiss him every time. Doesn’t Graycastle have this habit?”
"Of course not," Roland woke up most of his drunkenness in an instant, "Uh...cough cough, Lightning, you are drunk, go back to sleep quickly!"
"How is it possible?" Lightning protested, "When I was sailing, I often competed with everyone for wine, and I never lost."
Roland had no choice but to turn to the witch for help. He looked at Wendy, who nodded and rolled up a downward air current, blowing down the lightning. When she was about to fall to the ground, Wendy took two steps forward and hugged the girl, ignoring her yelling in her arms, and walked straight towards the castle.
"Don't pay attention to that guy, she just drank too much. You continue to eat, there will be dessert later." Roland suddenly felt a little awkward, especially the way Anna looked at him, which made him feel a chill rising from the soles of his feet. Only Nana was completely unaffected, she was still concentrating on roasting the chicken wings in her hand, as if nothing had happened.
When the bonfire was gradually extinguished, Roland asked Nightingale to escort Nana back home, went to the well to wash his face with cold water, and prepared to go back to his room to sleep. Roland didn't take this little incident to heart. In his opinion, Lightning was just a minor child.
But when he walked to the door of the bedroom on the third floor, the prince's heart skipped a beat.
He saw Anna leaning against the door.
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