?Mobile reading Camel roasting is one of the most renowned dishes among Arabs, and it's truly remarkable in scale. First, they place a cooked egg inside a fish, then roast the fish and place it inside a goose, roast the goose and insert it into a sheep, and finally roast the sheep and place it inside a camel. After several hours of cooking, they achieve a final dish weighing several hundred kilograms—sometimes up to four or five hundred kilograms—making it the largest dish in the world, capable of serving 500 people simultaneously. Yet today, only four people can sit at the table. Even a single camel with a sheep inside is a luxury; the goose alone, with the fish and eggs nestled within its belly, is enough to fill four people's stomachs. Thus, the life of the wealthy is far more than just extravagant. The table is already laden with an array of fruits and vegetables, and there are over a dozen premium French wines chilled in ice buckets—each bottle alone can signify the host's status. Yet the wealthy arrive with no less than a dozen bottles. Now let us turn to the wealthy prince, now in his mid-fifties, whose face radiates the pride befitting a host. He declared, "You are the most honored guests of our king, and thus, you shall be served the most sumptuous fare!" With that, he raised his hand and clapped three times. On the other side, the senior master with silver hair and white beard had already begun cutting into the camel, skillfully opening it up to remove the lamb inside, then following the same procedure to extract the goose, fish, and eggs. Since only four people were enjoying the meal, the master carefully selected the best portions and served them to the guests. The roasted meats all tasted excellent, and Qin Feng started eating heartily, proving his generosity by having already finished a bottle of red wine with the prince’s elder companion. After finishing his share of roasted meat, he noticed that Yapo had barely touched her portion, and asked, “Why aren’t you eating? Is the taste not good?” “I don’t particularly like meat,” she said softly, “and look—how kind of the camel has been, still kneeling in the same position, fully roasted, clearly hoping to be spared. Yet it was still cruelly slaughtered. How could I possibly eat it?” She's such a kind girl, yet this is inherently a world of strength prevailing over weakness—on human tables, the meals are always made of the bodies of various animals. "Ah, I suppose it's a bit sad," said Qin Dashi, "but once the meat has been roasted, it's either a pity to eat it—since that's what's required—or a waste not to eat it. What's the difference?" Yapo found herself at a loss—refusing to eat would mean not only waste, but also a quiet lack of respect toward her host. Her eyes lit up as she pushed her plate toward Qin Feng, beaming with a smile. "Would you mind helping me out? If you eat them, it'll count as if I did!" That was quite an argument—rather surprising, wouldn't you say? Yet the roasted meat was simply too delicious to resist. Though he managed to eat a generous portion, he still wasn't fully satisfied. So, here goes. He picked up the largest piece with his fork, smiling warmly. "You really shouldn't miss this—such a wonderful taste. If you don't enjoy it now, you might not have another chance to taste it again!" Seeing him eat so happily, the young beauty’s appetite gradually awakened. She first swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then reached for a piece of food with her fork and took it to her own mouth. Watching the two of them share the same dish so intimately, Gossens’ face turned stern, while the old prince was filled with resentment. Just a few days ago, when he first laid eyes on Yash, he had been instantly captivated by the pure and lively European beauty, and had immediately requested from his father to be assigned as a special guest to accompany her. Ever since, he had made constant efforts to please Yash and show his respect to Gossens. For instance, today’s roasted camel—he had specially summoned several royal chefs and used the finest ingredients, all with the sole intention of winning a smile from the young lady or receiving a single compliment. Yet now, she was spending so much time chatting with a plain young man, and since that young man’s arrival, Yash had not looked at him once. "Heh, young people are generally so generous. In fact, I quite like Mr. Qin—he's a truly rare elite talent." Gossens was praising Qin Feng on the surface, but really aiming to fan the flames. The Duke of the Royal House bit his teeth and said, "What elite? To me, he's just superficial. He only had one bottle of wine and already dared not continue drinking with me. What kind of man is he if he can't drink wine?" Gossens sighed, running a hand across his forehead—what kind of theory was this? Was it only the wine barrels and the rice bowls that counted as men? He himself didn't particularly enjoy wine, yet that didn't prevent him from being the world's wealthiest man. If he wanted to stir up a conflict between the Duke and Qin Feng, he'd certainly start with the Duke right away. "Heh, Mr. Qin's wine tolerance is indeed not as strong as the Duke's." Gossens said with a sly smile. "I'm sure his appetite for food isn't much better than the Duke's. You're certainly more elite than him." Saying this with forced sincerity, Gossens's expression remained calm and composed. "The prince thought, once he had you all down with drinks, the beauty's attention would surely turn to himself. He gave a subtle signal to the attendant beside him, who immediately picked up two bottles of red wine and walked toward Qin Feng. The prince said, 'My dear friend from the East, I know your Chinese culture places great value on etiquette—when wine meets a true friend, one drinks freely. This makes me believe that your people are truly generous in their drinking. Our Arab hosts are also known for their hospitality. If we fail to feed and serve our guests well, it would mean we have not done our duty as hosts. So, you must not be shy—drink heartily!' Qin Feng glanced at the red wine now placed before him, thinking, even if there were twenty bottles, you wouldn't be able to knock me out. With a smile, he replied, 'Since the prince has been so gracious, I certainly will follow. I'd like to raise my glass to you first—your hospitality is truly admirable, and I'm sure you won't mind!' The prince raised his glass first, saying, 'Of course not—we'll drink!' " Both of them finished their drinks in one go. Qin Feng translated classic Chinese toast phrases such as "Good things come in pairs" and "Love so strong it bleeds" into English. With both of them eager to compete in drinking challenges, they seamlessly raised and finished cup after cup. Soon, more than a dozen bottles of red wine were gone.