Octopus Online Feeding Guide

Richel and Adrian inquired about the name of the indictment all the way, walked around the inner city, and finally stopped at the entrance of a well-decorated restaurant by the square.

The door opened, the bell rang, and the inside was quiet and orderly. Even after dinner, there were still a few well-dressed gentlemen and knights dining.

At the counter, a girl with profound features moved her cat ears and greeted them warmly.

Such a cute girl.Richel couldn't help taking a few more glances, but his sight was suddenly blocked by a body.

"Where is your boss, let him come out!" Adrian had a stinky face, looking very difficult to mess with.

The girl hurried into the room to call for someone, and when she came out, Richel saw a familiar face.

Bearded chef cooking steak at the Schillington Festival.

He was a little surprised.

When the chef saw them, he didn't show any surprise on his face, and pointed upstairs, "Go upstairs to discuss."

The two followed him upstairs and into a room.

Simple and clean furnishings, and the crisp knocking sound of the door closing behind him, Richel looked back, and found that the chef didn't come in together.

Just as he was about to turn his head to call Adrian, he found a puff of gray-black smoke rising from the empty silk chair in front of him. In the light golden sunlight coming in from the window, a figure gradually solidified, sitting leisurely against the light, casting a cloud of smoke. shadow.

Richel subconsciously moved behind Adrian, revealing a pair of eyes, watching the scene in front of him vigilantly.

As soon as he wrapped his arms around his waist, Adrian dodged for a while as if he was scalded.

Richel was a little surprised and put down his hand in embarrassment.

"Adrian, long time no see." A slightly distorted smile appeared on his pale and blue face.

"Kino." Adrian seemed to know who it was, with a calm face, "Is your angel master dead, and let you out?"

"Shut up!" Before it condensed into a solid body, Jino became angry and punched him fiercely.

In Dawell Abbey, after the bishop finished his prayers, there were already people waiting for him outside the door.

"My lord, I don't know where the new priest should be placed. There are no other vacant rooms in the monastery."

The bishop looked at the strange face kindly. This was the monk who had been confirmed to be recommended to this monastery before he came. Unexpectedly, the Pope suddenly appointed him to come here. The monks he brought just happened to fill up the remaining rooms. .

"I'm Yusa, and I used to work in the monastery in Geli Street." The young man introduced himself with a smile.

"Father You Sa, if you want to enter Daiweier, I'm afraid you need to rent a room outside." He said apologetically.

"My lord bishop, Father Matthew disappeared some time ago, so he can just clean out his room." The monk came up with an idea.

"Missing?" The bishop frowned slightly, he didn't know about it.

"Yes, the inspector has been investigating, but there is no clue. He deduces that Father Matthew is dead."

"In this case, can I live in his room?" You Sa was a little excited, and his light golden hair was shining.As we all know, monks are the poorest category of people, and it is best to live in a monastery.

This is the most appropriate way, and the bishop has no reason to refuse.

The monk who led the way took You Sa upstairs. Father Matthew was a highly respected vicar bishop before his death. His room was on the upper floor, and the two of them climbed for a long time to reach that floor.

The corridor was a bit narrow, and the stained glass windows at the end were not closed tightly, casting colorful light and shadows that were stretched and distorted, shining on a puddle of puddles that hadn’t dried out after the wind and snow had melted on the side.

When he came to the window, the monk picked and picked from a bunch of keys, finally found the one he wanted, and inserted it into the keyhole.

"Huh." He was a little puzzled. He remembered that he had locked it before, so why didn't he lock it.

"It's really cold, come in." You Sa closes the window intimately, and enters the room with him.

Father Matthew's bedroom is full of things, mostly straw paper and parchment. Only a bed, a cabinet, table and chairs are placed in the far right corner, which shows that this is really a bedroom for one person.

"Let me find someone to clean up the room for you." Seeing that there was almost no place to set foot here, the monk suggested.

"It doesn't matter. I also like books very much. I don't mind. If Father Matthew leaves some unique insights in the scriptures, then I will be very lucky." You Sa smiled.

When the monk saw what he said, he let him go.

"Light up the fire, it's too cold in this room." He rubbed his hands, glanced, and saw something bright on a stack of books.

While You Sa was lighting a fire in the fireplace with his back turned to him, the monk stretched out his hand and took it.

It was a gray-white dagger, cold to the touch, with a double-faced human head engraved on the scabbard, surrounded by a bunch of gorgeous hollowed-out vines and flowers.

The dagger was unsheathed, and the thin blade inside was like a silver spring in the snow, rippling and shining.

It can't be made of ivory.The monk thought like this, and after touching it, he quietly stuffed it into his large black robe.

"You rest first, I'm leaving." The monk scooped his eyes around, but didn't see any valuables, and planned to leave.

You Sa took a fixed look at him, stood up clapping his hands, and sent him out of the room with a smile.

"Where should I start?" He looked at a room full of books, feeling a little headache.

"Sure enough, let someone else do it."

"This is my territory, you've crossed the line." Adrian said indifferently.

The smell of milk came from downstairs, mixed with the smell of cumin and bay leaves, and a spicy and bitter taste. Richel swallowed, and began to unconsciously imagine what kind of food was being cooked downstairs in his mind. .

"I know, but I'm entrusted to do things." Jino had a headache, "Someone broke the rules of hell."

Adrian had a "nothing to do with me" expression.

"Don't be like this," Gino rubbed his cheeks that hurt from the beating, a little short of breath, "There are also some strange things mixed into Liberty City, which are completely challenging your authority."

"Oh." He didn't mind.

"You have to take into account the reputation of that restaurant." Kino knew it would be difficult to convince him, and looked at Richel, who showed half of his head, "The half...human being behind you has everything about cooking and that restaurant." Very serious..."

Before he finished speaking, he was suffocated, and countless invisible hands were crushing him in all directions.

Jino smiled bleakly, his expression was calm and breezy, and his pale face turned bluer.

"Let the human downstairs revoke the indictment." Adrian said, "It's no fun doing such small tricks."

The muscles on Gino's face twitched, and he squeezed out a word, "Okay."

"You were the one I met in the monastery last time." Adrian said, "You are obviously powerful, but you have that rotten smell of low-level demons on your body."

Gino swore that he would never have anything to do with him after this incident, otherwise he would be angry countless times a day.

The two fell into a strange silence. Seeing them like this, Richer knew that he didn't need to worry about the restaurant, and he couldn't understand anything else, which was useless here, so he simply left the room.

The few people downstairs were still eating quietly. He sat down at a nearby table, and immediately someone approached him enthusiastically and asked him what he wanted to eat.

If the front desk of a hotel or restaurant had such an attitude, he would be moved to tears.

But Chelsea have been very good.Richel expressed his satisfaction.

A chef in an apron came out holding the plate high and placed it in front of the customers not far away.

Richel stretched his neck and looked over. The customer was a knight, wearing heavy armor. The helmet was placed on the table next to him. He had thick eyebrows and eyes, and was majestic and serious.

On the plate, there were several scones that overlapped more than half, with boiled meat in the middle, cut into slices and placed there in a square shape.

The meat is not pale, but has an attractive light pink color. There is a strong spicy smell of wine and nutmeg that stimulates the nasal mucosa, and the appetite is immediately aroused.

There is also a small bowl of red sauce on the right hand side. The knight tore the cake from the middle, spread a thin layer of lard, put in two slices of boiled meat, and then spread a layer of red sauce.Holding the cake and pinching it slightly, the sauce squeezed out along the edge, and the knight opened his mouth to take a bite.

The crust is crispy, and you can hear the crisp sound of slag falling when he bites it off. The inside is dry and stuffed, with the aroma of the baked wheat flour.

The spices that he hadn't smelled for a long time continued to tease Richel's taste buds, sniffling his nose, and there was a strong wine aroma and sweet and sour taste.

He hadn't eaten the delicacies of the inner city yet.

"Why are you here?" The bearded chef came out with the dishes and saw him in surprise, "Is your negotiation over?"

"My partner is still upstairs," Richel said.

The chef raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that they would have such a relationship.

"Would you like a pork pie?" He said proudly, this is the restaurant's signature, his specialty dish.

"how much is it?"

"850 copper."

He thought for a while, then shook his head.

This price is a bit sorry for such a simple approach, why spend this wrong money.

The bearded chef didn't look very good, and was about to go back to the kitchen when he was stopped.

"Have you guys started making tofu too?" Richel was a little excited. In front of a person obliquely in front of him was a bowl of white tofu.

"Yeah." The chef's expression turned even worse, and he really wanted to go back to the kitchen at this moment.Slandering the other party for using magic in the dish, and finally being caught by the master who was also using the recipe he shared.

It couldn't be more embarrassing.

"Your tofu is too old." Richel shook his head and said, "The proportion of brine is wrong."

"They like to eat older ones." The chef choked.

"Oh," Richel thought for a while, "then you can try frying the tofu in a pan. After frying, a layer of golden skin will form on the outside, but the inside is still soft and tender. It's best to put some minced green onion, ginger and garlic in it. The pot is fragrant, poured some brandy and vinegar, the oil, soy sauce, and tofu absorb the taste of the sauce, it is better than this dry with some milk to eat, no matter how much you eat, you will not get bored."

The chef was taken aback for a moment, then humbly accepted the instruction, and nodded to show that he understood.

Turning around and going back to the kitchen, when he came to the door, he turned his head again, "I only know that your restaurant is in the outer city, where is the exact location?"

"No. 31, Drishes Lane, Gerry Street." Richel said loudly, and glanced at the thoughtful people around him, "You are welcome to come and have a seat when you are free. There are many unexpected delicacies."

At the stairway, Adrian looked at him quietly.

Back in the carriage of the hotel, he looked at Xiao Ji through the curling mist, "My dear, have you forgotten that that human being wants you to never be a chef again."

"Do you think I should scold him? It's better to demolish his store?"

"Isn't it?" Adrian thought that this was the proper attitude towards those chefs.

"But isn't his real purpose because the demon behind him wants you to help?"

"That's right." Adrian restrained his expression, and seemed unhappy about this meeting.

Richel thought for a while and said with a smile, "The biggest possibility is because of you."

"In the past, at least before I met you, when I heard the news, I would have been sad, angry, and even splashed hot tofu on his face."

He said slowly: "However, after meeting you, you were more angry than me when I was wronged, and wanted to stand up for me. I thought about whether the other party should be treated as they should be, and I didn't have any resentment in my heart. "

"You are too kind." Adrian pouted.

"With you, kindness has become a bad thing."

Richel thought it was funny, recalled his identity, and explained, "Poverty makes people cynical, and powerful people tend to become greedy. Kindness is a rare quality, because it is rare, and now everyone thinks that people with this quality are like a Alien, really incomprehensible."

"But in the final analysis, it's because you are by my side. When I heard that someone was going to sue me, I didn't worry at all. This kind of thing that should have been considered a catastrophe didn't make any waves in my emotions."

Richel looked at him tenderly, "Kindness is derived from the situation. Because I have you, I can make people feel kind."

Adrian looked at him silently, and suddenly lowered his head.

Richel didn't know what he was thinking, so he simply got up and pushed the tentacles aside, sat on the same side as him, and said sadly, "Adrian, what's wrong with you recently?"