Chapter 370: Potatoes, Sweet Potatoes, Corn, New World (6)
The centerpiece of the banquet—the emperor himself—was completely enthralled, disregarding decorum and openly expressing his admiration.
The instincts of the politically possessed noblemen naturally honed in on him.
“What could possibly make His Majesty praise something so much?”
“The place where Viscount Rothschild is standing seems to be where all the new crops brought from Ifriqiya are gathered...”
“How on earth did they prepare such an unfamiliar dish?”
Even in the late 20th century, if a president merely visited a restaurant, had a meal, and casually commented that it was delicious, that establishment would instantly transform into a national hotspot.
And in the Toscana Empire...?
If rumors spread that the emperor had eaten a single pizza from a dingy roadside inn and given it his approval, that place would become a legendary restaurant across the entire empire.
Even nobles living in remote provinces would consider it a mandatory stop whenever they visited the area.
In terms of influence, it would be equivalent to a restaurant earning three Michelin stars.
Now, with the emperor openly exclaiming in admiration before all these nobles, the impact of his actions needed no further explanation.
From this banquet onward, for the foreseeable future, French fries and mayonnaise would be an essential dish at every noble gathering.