Summon of The Sword novel Chapter 2132

Conan ordered haute cuisine.

Truffles, caviar, foie gras, puffer fish—There was everything.

However, most of the food he ordered was raw beef—beef tartare, medium rare steak, and so on. The array of food was dazzling.

Once seated, Conan put on a napkin and dug in.

"Why aren't you eating? You don't like it? Here's the menu. Order whatever you want. Feel free to help yourselves. After all, it's my treat."

Sean asked if they had scrambled eggs and fish and chips, which they did.

However, the dishes Sean ordered were peasant food to Conan.

Although he said nothing, several people behind him could not help but burst out laughing.

He raised his voice deliberately. "Why did you laugh? Is it funny that I coughed? People might think you were making fun of Mr. Lennon."

Conan cleverly disguised the laughter as a cough.

As he spoke, he glanced at Sean again with a smile.

"Mr. Lennon, please don't take any offense to my stupid staff.

"By the way, do you have any favorite liquor? I recommend Joshilich."

"Oh?" Sean narrowed his eyes. He had never heard of that liquor.

After all, exotic foreign liquor was no match for the privately brewed liquor in the country.

That liquor was refreshing.

"I know you don't know at a glance. Joshilich is a famous liquor. It's fragrant, and the aftertaste lingers on the tongue. It costs more than 10,000 thousand. I take it Mr. Lennon hasn't tried any before.

"Somebody, bring me 50 bottles of Joshilich.