The aroma intensified the moment all the food was laid out.
Even the soldier who had just eaten couldn't help but swallow hard, his eyes now completely drawn to the bread that was emitting a wonderful aroma of wheat.
"Your Majesty..."
"Is this really meant for us to eat?"
"This is too precious! You should eat it first!"
"You haven't eaten anything before, but now that we have this precious food, you must eat it first, eat a lot! That way your body can take it!"
Pachakutk shook his head: "It's meant to be shared by everyone, so what difference does it make who eats first or last?"
"Why don't we all eat together, but we should eat slowly, savor the flavors, and not waste the taste of this food, so as not to spoil the good intentions of the Holy Pharaoh."
However, no matter how much Pachakutek tried to persuade them, the others refused to eat another bite.
They all said that if Pachakutk was unwilling to eat something first, they would not touch a single thing.
"Okay, okay, I'll give it a try."
"After all, it's a gift from Holy Egypt, so it's perfectly reasonable for me to eat it first."
"However, please don't refuse later."
"These are to be stored away, while these are for everyone to enjoy together."
"Do you understand now?"
Everyone nodded, and Pachakutek picked up the bread with both hands, handling it as if it were a precious treasure.
The others simply swallowed hard, waiting for Pachakutk's reaction.
Pachakutek first took a deep sniff of the intoxicating aroma of wheat before hesitatingly taking a bite.
In that instant, his eyes widened suddenly, and he froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.
"What...how is it, Your Majesty?"
"Does it taste good?"
The others hurriedly asked questions, as if they wanted to know the answer to the riddle immediately.
Pachakutek opened and closed his mouth repeatedly, taking a long time to find his voice again.
"I...I don't know how to say it..."
Upon hearing this, everyone simply wore an "I see" expression.
"It seems this food only smells good; it's not actually that delicious."
"But that makes sense. After all, it's unlikely that extremely high-quality grains would be used to make bread. Perhaps they just mixed some very good flour into ordinary flour, which is why it tastes like that."
However, just as they were discussing it, someone noticed that Pachakutk's expression changed again.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?!"
Pachakutek swallowed the bread with difficulty, and tears welled up uncontrollably in his eyes.
"I've lived this long, been to so many places, and tasted so many different kinds of bread made from different flours."
"But I have never...never eaten anything so delicious..."
Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up again, and everyone looked forward to the taste of the bread even more.
Pachakutek finished his bread and let out a long sigh.
"God!"
"There is such a delicious thing in the world!"
"Could it be that the gods heard our prayers? And that they have given us such excellent food in our time of hardship!"
"Come on! Everyone, come and have a taste! Everyone has to try it!"
The moment the bread touched the lips, the entire room erupted in gasps of amazement.
Some marvel at its soft and fluffy texture, others praise its rich wheat aroma, and still others are amazed by its perfectly balanced sweet and salty ratio.
This bread completely overturned their understanding of food; they realized that flour could be made into such an extraordinary delicacy.
"Is...is this milk?"
Someone carefully took the milk from the pot and poured it into a cup.
They were immediately captivated by the rich milky aroma after just one bite.
"I never imagined milk could taste like this?!"
"And the taste is more than ten times more fragrant and mellow than anything we've ever had..."
"how so?!"
Upon hearing this, the other person immediately widened their eyes: "The milk and bread alone prove one thing!"
"In other words, Holy Egypt had a very large quantity of high-quality grain, so their cows could eat excellent grain, and their bread was also made entirely from excellent grain!"
"Your Majesty! Has the wish you made to the gods come true?!"
Pachakutek was also taken aback, after all, he had prayed to the gods for help, hoping that the gods could save his people from the famine.
And now, without lifting a finger, they have learned of the existence of a kingdom with such abundant food, and what's more, it is Holy Egypt, a new member of the World Council.
Pachakutek had no knowledge of Holy Egypt and had not established diplomatic relations with it, which meant that there was a very high possibility that the two sides could successfully establish diplomatic relations, or even friendly relations.
Pachakutek nodded vigorously, and then simply let the others try the other things on the table.
The servant couldn't wait to scoop out a tiny bit of honey and put it in his mouth.
In that instant, his expression relaxed as if enveloped in happiness: "Oh! It's so sweet... no, not just sweet... there's also the fragrance of flowers, the freshness of fruit... what divine honey this is!"
"Oh!? These are all excellent foods! Your Majesty! These are delicacies that only someone like you can enjoy!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for giving this humble servant the opportunity to taste it!"
As for the dates, everyone loved them.
After peeling off the outer skin, the flesh is crystal clear. When you bite into it, the juice bursts out. It is sweet but not cloying, and the texture is like melted butter, yet it has a unique fragrance.
"What were we eating before...?"
A young soldier said sadly, "Those black breads that were hard enough to kill someone, those sour and astringent wild fruits, that mortar that was almost tasteless... compared to these, they were practically pig feed!"
"But every single food in Holy Egypt is so perfect!"
"It's like being blessed by the gods!"
Hearing the crowd's exclamations, Pachakutek finally looked at a loaf of bread and swallowed hard.
But in the blink of an eye, every kind of food from Holy Egypt was laid out in front of him.
"Your Majesty! Please try some more!"
"We've all eaten! It's all thanks to the King that we're able to enjoy such delicious food!"
"Please make sure you finish all of this to ensure your good health!"
Pachakutk smiled. This time, he neither refused nor said anything more.
He picked up the bread, then looked at the honey and milk, and took a small bite.
Pachakutk's eyes welled up with tears once again.
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