Mei looked earnestly at Zhu Wencong. Nakata Kouichi kept saying he held a pessimistic view of Japan's future, yet clearly, he was optimistic about it.
Unable to fully comprehend Zhu Wencong's thoughts for the moment, Mei couldn't help but recall an old saying from the East: "To serve the emperor is to accompany a tiger."
Zhu Wencong called upon the guards to prepare barbecue. In this era, barbecue was still a specialty snack of the nomadic tribes, and they didn't use any spices.
"Come! Try the taste of Kobe beef!" Zhu Wencong handed over a skewer of beef.
"Isn't this pork?" Mei exclaimed in fear, as this was her first time seeing beef.
Zhu Wencong smiled faintly. He thought to himself that if he wanted beef, there would naturally be people to arrange it for him. Secular rules meant nothing to him.
For the common people in the countries of the Far East, beef was taboo for consumption. Cows were primarily used for farming, and only the nobility could enjoy them.
