Maze Fan: I opened a buffet in the maze

"Sir, do you have any idea when you buy these cheeses?"

After bidding farewell to his dwarf friend, Fan Wei, accompanied by Piccolo, visited the market in the mountain city and purchased the raw materials he would need.

The four colors of cheese were the focus of his shopping. Like an antique dealer, he found long-forgotten ancient items from the homes of dwarves and mountain people, and then began to discuss prices.

"Two hundred years. The longer it gets, the better it becomes! Twelve silver coins is not too much, right?"

"Eight pieces. They will just gather dust in the attic. Can't you eat them..." Fan Wei bargained and turned back to smile at Clara.

"It's a little secret. It will be revealed during the Autumn Star Festival~"

The girl was silent for a moment. After thinking it over, she felt that there was really no need to ask any more questions. It was just for the sake of her husband's death, and it was no big deal.

Unlike the girl who knew Fan Wei very well, Piccolo would never have imagined that he actually planned to use four-color cheese to cook!

Although the Misl sour soup noodles gave people a big surprise, those heavy-tasting foods are still within the range of ordinary people's consumption. Compared with the four-color cheese that is extremely dangerous, they are not on the same level at all!

Just like mushrooms and poison potions, no one would want to cook with the latter.

...but there may always be exceptions.

"That's the calmness of a strong man." The ignorant bard laughed and said, "Buy a few pieces of four-color cheese and display them at home. People who know you have eaten them will be in awe!"

"Hehe, it probably won't last that long."

Fan Wei showed a smile that puzzled Piccolo, but the scout did not think much about it and continued to lead everyone to visit the long market.

Near noon, the bakeries near the street exude a rich, creamy sweet aroma, and the dried spices under the eaves release their subtle charm.

Cured meats, sausages, piles of dairy products...the unique diet creates interesting flavors in the air.

The streets are filled with a variety of animal furs that are unique to the mountain city, as well as all kinds of gold and silver jewelry produced by dwarf craftsmen in the Molten Crypt.

Fan Wei bought gifts for his family and friends who accompanied him.

A fiery red garnet, symbolizing passion, set in a sunflower pendant for Clara to wear;

Orange Fanta stones, mixed with glitter-like sequins, were wrapped in an oval hairpin and pinned in Gonia’s hair;

The clusters of aquamarines turned into a bracelet like flowing water and were handed to Yunxin to decorate her wrist.

And for Piccolo, who is a scout, boots should be very important. Fan Wei picked out a pair of short boots made of the fur of the monster 'Cave Red Rat' for him.

It has strong heat insulation ability, and your feet will not feel hot even if you walk in a high temperature environment near magma.

"Fan, you are so considerate~" The bard played an emotional tune, "It is becoming increasingly difficult to find a gentle and loyal friend like you!"

As a halfling scout, he had seen all kinds of guys.

Those who make friends are either rough and carefree guys, or smart people who are deep-minded and know how to manage relationships.

Although it’s nice to be friends with them, none of them are as comfortable and natural as Misr.

"There will be a banquet in a few days. You must bring more people to show your support." After choosing the gifts for all the friends, Fan Wei wiped the sweat off his forehead and asked the boss to pack them up with a smile.

Then he immediately went to the seafood market to select suitable fish.

Although I feel that deep-diving fish is particularly suitable for the theme of the stars returning to their positions in some aspects, the taste must also be considered when making dishes, so a more suitable fish must be selected.

It has to be a small fish that is very crispy and has a rich flavor after being fried and grilled.

He found a small silver-scaled black-tailed fish from the Crystal River in the market. It looked suitable and could be included in the menu alternatives. As for whether it would be used, it would depend on subsequent experiments.

After shopping and taking a quick look at the scenery of the northern mountain city, this short trip came to an end.

A sudden heavy rain made the streets across the mountains a little chaotic. Fan Wei and his friends walked recklessly but happily through the rain and broke into a coffee shop on the top of the mountain.

Under the hospitality of the human boss, you can enjoy the heat from the fireplace and taste the Hejian coffee shipped from the south.

After an hour, the heavy rain stopped, and the sky after the rain turned light blue. The rain clouds were like thousands of galloping horses, with their heads held high and their manes raised, floating behind the mountains.

"There is an empire called Hedland in the north, right?" Fan Wei asked as he looked into the distance.

Behind the mountain city is a stretch of mountains and rivers that stretch as far as the eye can see.

All that could be seen were narrow paths, a few watchtowers, and a few passes. The trade convoys moved like tiny dots, connecting the two ends of this vast land in a small yet shocking way.

"Yes, the Labyrinth Street belongs to the northern part of Luojia, and to the west is the Shilanga Empire."

"It is precisely because it is sandwiched in the middle and because it used to have relatively strong national power that the Kingdom has nominal jurisdiction over the Labyrinth Street."

Piccolo crossed his legs and sat on a high stool like a child. "But times have changed. If the current trend continues, it is estimated that Maze Street may be taken over by Hedland in a few years."

"But the conflict between the dwarves and the Northern Empire is quite deep. The guys there are too xenophobic and arbitrary, and many people don't like them. It may take a few battles to suppress the problem."

"I guess the Northern Empire will be operating secretly recently. I haven't seen any food and wine shipped in for a while."

He sighed, wondering if the sharp scout had discovered something among the insignificant little phenomena, he put his hands behind his head and said.

"Fortunately, we still have the maze to rely on."

Maze...Fan Wei was both relieved and frowning. So far, the maze was indeed like a big treasure house from which anyone could gain wealth.

But will it always be like this? In the lower mazes, there are no more portals except somewhere above the sky, and the teams that go to explore send back very little news.

What have they discovered and what do they think of the maze?

No matter what, Fan Wei always felt that there were huge secrets hidden in the maze, and that it had no good intentions. Where did the mother tongue he heard in the sea of ​​ancient memories come from?

Could it be that the maze connects to my hometown?

Whenever he thought of this, Fan Wei felt uneasy. He really wanted to go back. After all, the truck driver who hit him might still be at large!

Although the result was a blessing in disguise, the sneak attack from behind is unforgivable!

If I go back, I will have a head-on fight with that semi-trailer!

"Ah, the rain has stopped completely. I have to go to the maze as well. After all, I have an appointment with my employer." Piccolo drank his coffee in one gulp and jumped off the chair.

"I look forward to your Autumn Star Festival feast, just like I look forward to a sunny day so I can enjoy the stars~"

Laughing heartily, Piccolo played a light tune and left the cafe. Fan Wei and Clara admired the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers for a while, then rented a carriage and headed home.

The weather has been rare good these days and the restaurant is packed with diners.

Everyone held up a soda water cup, or brought their own wine, milk tea, enjoyed the food and chatted loudly. Laughter and praises rose from time to time. Fan Wei was always intoxicated by such a lively and harmonious atmosphere.

"Oh! It's Boss Fan, long time no see!"

"long time no see!"

He responded to everyone's greetings enthusiastically, and suddenly noticed that in the harmonious restaurant, there was a group of taller figures eating and drinking in a corner.

"Master, the food you made is almost not enough."

A little Black Flame Apostle came over and spoke in a low voice, looking at the mighty foodie in the corner with a cold look in his eyes.

Every morning, Fan Wei would prepare a day's worth of food, which was basically enough to entertain diners, but there were also times when unexpected events occurred, such as when a large group of heavyweights suddenly broke in!

"Thank you for your hard work." He smiled and touched the little Black Flame Apostle's head, "Have a good rest with your friends."

"Leave the rest of the work to me!"