City’s Best Divine Doctor
Chapter 707 - 0708: French Feast [24th Update]

Chapter 707: Chapter 0708: French Feast [24th Update]

Ye Qiu was escorted into the bathroom by two young and beautiful maids dressed in lovely dresses, who personally undressed him.

Inside the bathroom, Ye Qiu lay near a statue of a naked Caucasian woman while the two young maids began to fill the bath with hot spring water and used natural rose petals to bathe him.

Ye Qiu had not expected that he would be bathed three times in a single day.

Once in the morning, once in the afternoon, and possibly another time in the evening.

However, being bathed by young and beautiful maids was not unpleasant; they attended to him throughout the entire process.

After the bath, his hair was dried and he was dressed in a fitted suit before he followed the two young maids out.

Outside, he saw Zhou Wenting already waiting for him.

Their bathing time was approximately the same, which had been carefully calculated by the young maids.

Undoubtedly, Zhou Wenting looked even more beautiful in that dress.

France is a country known for its romance, freedom, and openness, and Paris is one of the top four fashion capitals of the world. Although Count Charley’s residence is in the south of France, near the Mediterranean Sea and Spain, the romantic and fashionable atmosphere here combines the royal flair handed down from ancient times under Count Charley’s lineage.

When they descended to the dining room on the first floor, Ye Qiu found himself in another large dining room, different from the one where they had tea in the morning.

This place also seemed bigger, more luxurious, and more beautiful.

The crystal chandelier overhead, which emitted a radiant light, was likely something many people could never afford in their lifetime, and the long dining table could seat well over a hundred people at once.

However, four people were still dining together at the moment.

Apart from Count Charley, who sat at the head, there was Viscountess Louise sitting next to him, along with Ye Qiu and Zhou Wenting who had now joined them.

Ye Qiu found it strange that he had never seen Count Charley’s wife or his descendants. Were they living somewhere else?

However, Ye Qiu did not inquire further.

It is possible that this type of Western nobility might face extinction without descendants.

As Ye Qiu sat down, Count Charley first looked at him and asked, "Doctor Ye, do you find your stay here satisfying?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Wenting looked at Ye Qiu and asked, "Count Charley is asking if you are comfortable staying here?"

"Not bad, I am somewhat fond of this place."

Ye Qiu replied.

In fact, Count Charley knew Ye Qiu could speak perfect French, similar to that of Paris, which differed slightly in accent from the local dialect of French spoken here.

But, Count Charley did not understand why Zhou Wenting had to translate again, as it seemed unnecessary.

After Zhou Wenting translated for Count Charley, he said, "It’s good you like it. In a few days, I will invite some important figures and friends to join some evening banquets, which will serve as a celebration of my recovery and to welcome your arrival."

Ye Qiu understood clearly.

He knew that for these foreigners, whether in Europe or the United States, these banquets were undoubtedly the liveliest and most grand occasions. By then, his family, friends, and some local dignitaries would likely be invited.

Ye Qiu said no more.

Given Count Charley’s health condition, the remaining impurities in his body could be completely absorbed by Ye Qiu tonight, allowing him to fully recover.

However, Ye Qiu was not in a hurry.

Although Count Charley had promised a reward of a castle and a one hundred thousand square meter estate, Ye Qiu had seen them but had not yet received them; naturally, they did not belong to him.

Therefore, Ye Qiu was not at all anxious.

He was also not afraid that Count Charley would renege on his promise, for even if he did, Ye Qiu could easily make him revert to his original state.

As Ivan, the butler, came over and bent over behind Count Charley, Count Charley said, "Serve the dishes!"

Then, Butler Ivan personally went to the kitchen to have the chef bring up the dishes.

The French-style afternoon tea they had drunk in the morning could also be considered breakfast, and since breakfast was already so lavish, the current afternoon meal, undoubtedly, would be even more so.

Indeed, they were having the most authentic French banquet, one that had been passed down from the French royal family.

At that moment, Ye Qiu noticed that elegant French music had begun to drift in from somewhere, sounding incredibly beautiful, as the first dish, a chilled appetizer plate, was served.

Just now, china bowls, plates, and knives and forks had all been prepared in advance, and even, because Ye Qiu and Zhou Wenting were from Huaxia and Count Charley feared they were not accustomed to using knives and forks, a pair of gilded gold chopsticks had been specially prepared.

Placed in front of Ye Qiu and Zhou Wenting was an extra pair of gold chopsticks, while everything else was no different from Count Charley’s and Louise’s.

Initially, Ye Qiu thought this banquet would definitely be eaten together, but unexpectedly, it was served separately; thus, the first dish brought by the chef had four portions.

One portion for Count Charley, one for Louise, one for Zhou Wenting, and one for Ye Qiu, and even in front of each person, there were two bottles of high-grade red wine.

This made Ye Qiu feel it was truly a waste, and he felt somewhat embarrassed.

After the first dish, the chilled appetizer plate, came the second course, the soup, with three different types for each portion, followed by the third course, a hot appetizer plate.

The fourth course consisted of fish, including Mediterranean fish, local river fish from France, and Arctic fish.

Ye Qiu had never eaten these types of fish before, whereas Zhou Wenting, who had studied for many years in France, had, but it was not possible to eat as much at once as was now.

The fifth course, the main dish, included even more options, including the goose liver, baked snails, and even steaks that Ye Qiu had eaten the night before.

By the time the tenth dish, the vegetables, was served, there were already twenty to thirty different dishes in front of Ye Qiu. He had eaten less than a third of them and could no longer continue.

There were still three dishes left, a dessert, a savory dish, and sweets, as well as various types of fruits.

Now, Zhou Wenting also felt she could eat no more; however, Count Charley and Louise ate very slowly, listening to the music and savoring each dish bit by bit. In this manner, they were likely to be very full by the end.

Previously, Mr. and Mrs. Ye Weidong thought that he was already very wasteful; normally, going out to eat like this was simply extravagant. Now, at Count Charley’s place, had Mr. and Mrs. Ye Weidong seen this, they would have been even more discomposed.

This lunch had started at one in the afternoon and lasted until two-thirty. When Count Charley wiped his mouth with a napkin, the meal was finally concluded.

After finishing his meal, Count Charley left to rest, accompanied by two young maids.

Ye Qiu and Zhou Wenting then followed Viscountess Louise outside; the afternoon sun was not too harsh, but Ye Qiu always felt that the sunlight here could not compare to other places.

"Miss Louise, what will happen to the leftovers that we couldn’t finish?" Ye Qiu asked.

When Zhou Wenting translated this for Louise, Louise smiled and said, "I’m not very sure, they might be thrown away, buried in the estate’s soil as fertilizer."

Upon hearing this, Ye Qiu did not know what to say; he had thought that those leftovers, including what the maids, bodyguards, farmers, and gardeners ate, would now seem impossible, likely all to be discarded.