Octopus Online Feeding Guide

Having said that, Richel's heart tightened.

Something that didn't appear in this era?

Lesney's father?

"According to his few words and the scene in his dream," Chelsea recalled, "his wife fell in love with him and entered this home in order to investigate the identity of his father. Later, he traced the whereabouts of the woman and his father, and was arrested. A group of strangely dressed people were seriously injured, and when their souls left their bodies, they signed a contract with the god of death and attached themselves to a child who happened to die, and then they were reborn."

"Then why is he a skeleton?"

"I don't know what the reason is. In the dream, from his perspective, he was in the corner of the hotel during that time, enduring the pain caused by his own body festering every day and night, and in the end, only a skeleton remained. "

Richel wrapped his arms around his waist, and Adrian hugged him tightly.

Chelsea shook her head, distracting her thoughts from other people's nightmares, and said with a trace of pity and indifference in her tone, "Anyway, that's it, I'm living happily now."

Every time Richel cooks meat, they still have to grab some food, but Lesni can enjoy all of it to himself.

It was already dark when the carriage arrived at the restaurant, and the coachman took down the kerosene lamp on the corner of the eaves to light the way for them to get out of the carriage and go home.

Lesney and the two children were playing Dou Di Zhu, and Jacob's entire face was covered in charcoal marks.

The round of cards was over, and the skeleton giggled and picked up the charcoal pencil to draw on his face.

Hayer hurriedly stopped him, "Draw my face."

Lesney turned his head and drew a circle on his white and tender bun face without hesitation.

"It's ugly." Jacob blinked his huge eyes and wiped his face distressedly.

Hayle laughed at the calluses on his hand, kicked his hand away, and said angrily: "You have such big eyes, don't you secretly look at his cards? Why do you lose every time?"

Jacob nodded honestly, and the surroundings suddenly went dark.

The first night of eternal night.

"You have to cheat every time you play a card!" The blood clan yelled, and a group of bats rang out, flying towards the opposite side accurately in the dark night.

The bones and joints made a sour sound, and Richel could smell the smell of rotting flesh.

Standing on the periphery, he could see clearly that there was an ugly bone dragon hovering around Lesni's body. He was raising his head high, and his cloudy eyeballs were aiming at the opposite card table.

A ball of bright red blood flames rose, piercing the darkness, and after countless sharp blades, the darkness and the bone dragon turned into dust.

The blood race blinked its big round eyes and cast the enchanting spell.

It's a pity that there are no people on the other side.

Lesney hit the straight straight.

Jacob squeezed his cards in huge hands and shook his head.

cluck cluck...

He's about to win again.

"Did you have a good time?" Chelsea stretched.

It was only then that Lesney noticed that she was back, and when she saw her go upstairs to her room, she quickly dropped the cards and followed her.

"My luck just got better, how could you leave!" Hayle became more energetic as the night progressed.

"Stop playing, go to bed early, Jacob has to work tomorrow morning." Richel patted the back of his head and collected their cards.

The blood clan reluctantly jumped on Jacob's shoulder, and whispered earnestly in his ear, teaching him how to win back tomorrow.

"correct."

He patted his forehead to make Jacob stop, then turned around and said, "Tomorrow night there will be a few Goersa vampires. They have heard about our restaurant and want to come here to learn the experience of making blood and improve the food."

"The customer you introduced?"

"Of course, I am a person of status in Golsa." Hayil said proudly, "They were very surprised when they found out that I changed to eating animal blood."

In the eyes of the blood race, human blood is the sweetest and most worthy of their status.

"Then I have to prepare well."

The next day, Richel went to a ranch that Reston had visited before to sign a contract. By the way, he asked the ranch owner to pack up a few adult boars, chickens and ducks and bring them back.

When he brought people from the ranch to the restaurant to check in, there were already a group of uninvited guests sitting in the restaurant.

Princess Tana came to the hotel and restaurant with great momentum.

Richel called the ranch guys to put the meat in the kitchen, and he hurried forward to receive them.

Princess Tana looked around at the decoration of the store entrance on the third floor, it was just an ordinary store.

"I need to prepare some food to help the poor victims in the city." She said as she went in with a few nobles, "Do you have any suitable food here?"

She has always been thinking about Chelsea's bragging in the palace that day, and part of the reason for coming here to buy things in person today is to ridicule Chelsea's flamboyant lies.

Looking at it now, it was as she thought, Chelsea regarded a house of this level as a golden nest, but she had never experienced a high life.

"Yes, I'll give you the menu. You can choose a few." Richel welcomed them to the private room on the third floor, and Tana went down to look around.

Walking down from the third floor, the lobby is spacious and bright. When Richer renovated the upstairs, he also renovated it.

There are clean candlesticks and chopsticks and spoons in the middle of the neatly arranged tables, and chairs with cushions are placed beside them.

The fireplace blocking stone next to the long table in the corner was removed and restored to its original state, while retaining the original rough rock surface, which extends to the top of the first floor above. Together with the scattered log beams, it shows the original wildness.

The surrounding walls are nailed with a circle of wooden boards at chest height, painted with several layers of bright brown paint, the upper stone wall is primed with putty powder, painted with a thick layer of light yellow paint, hung with a few scattered photo frames, and the private rooms upstairs The decoration style is the same, with a warm and delicate feeling that ordinary restaurants do not have.

The four large windows are of transparent glass, and the dark blue twill curtains are drawn on both sides.The wooden door in the middle is now open to welcome diners from all over the place.

It wasn't meal time at the moment, and the restaurant was empty. Tana randomly found a corner seat by the window and sat down, and found that the people walking on the street outside were of a race he had never seen before.

The accompanying nobles were also sitting around, and Tana asked curiously, "Why have I never seen this street before?"

"This is the City of Liberty," said a duchess who often came. "Through that gate, we have traveled from Reston to a foreign land [-] miles away."

Princess Tana looked surprised, space magic is a rare talent.

If a war is launched, it will play an extraordinary role. How can they hide in a corner and open such a small restaurant.

"Please keep looking forward, Your Royal Highness, the food in this restaurant is unique in the whole continent. I have never seen the same dishes in other places." A silver-haired human said.

"West, I rarely hear such praise from you." Princess Tana said to him.

When the royal family travels, they are accompanied by magistrates who guarantee their personal safety.

When Richel came out with several menus, Princess Tana looked at him with unusual eyes.

"Do you know space magic?"

"No, a very powerful magician helped to do it."

"Do you know where he is?"

Richel shook his head, he felt that Lesney would not be willing to come out to meet her.

Tana was very disappointed. She took the menu and glanced at the items on it. It was all a bunch of food that she had never eaten before.

"It's just average." Tana didn't want to admit that she hadn't seen these, "What's the most expensive dish in your restaurant now?"

Richel thought for a while and said, "Hot pot, [-] silver coins per table, a table can seat up to ten people."

"Make a thousand steamed buns. I hope you can prepare them after we finish eating the hot pot." Tana deliberately made things difficult for him.

"I need ten more silver coins urgently." Richel sat on the ground and raised the price.

In the menu, steamed buns are the least expensive, and they only cost one copper coin, which is ten times the price in a hurry.

Tana lifted her chin, and the treasurer reluctantly handed him the money.

"Then invite the princess to go to the private room on the third floor." Richel threw away the money in his hand, there are so many noble people here, how dare people who come to eat in the city of freedom dare to come in.

Divide them into several private rooms and settle them down, and Richel will send them up one by one according to the soup base they ordered, and even send Chelsea in before closing the door.

Chelsea asked puzzledly, "What am I going to do? You don't need my help after lunch?"

"Let Hastings take care of it for a while, I need to make a thousand steamed buns," Richel said, "I need fermentation time, delay for a while."

Princess Tana's attendants were busy on the left and right, the Duchess and the sheriff and treasurer sat next to them, and Chelsea sat opposite them politely.

"Pie face," Princess Tana sneered, "is this something you admire so much that it can compare to the food in the palace?"

The soup base is red with a touch of orange, and it smells a little sour. It is a soup made of something I have never seen before. In the thick soup, I can faintly see a huge pork leg bone, a few mushrooms, and Something golden and unknown.

The color is pretty good.

"What do you know, tomato, have you ever eaten it? This is tomato hot pot." Chelsea's petite man struggled to get the ingredients cooked in the middle pot, so he scooped up a meatball for her.

The princess put the chopsticks aside in disgust, and thought of Chelsea's graceful posture of eating crabs at the banquet. While hesitating, she saw the Duchess skillfully eating a vegetable with chopsticks, her posture was pleasing to the eye.

On the other hand, the Sheriff and Treasurer are also very skilled.

Taking advantage of the steaming charcoal fire and the aroma of the tumbling food, the four of them, each with a chopstick, whispered about their plan to rescue the victims later, and ate non-stop.

Totally forgot about her.

"Only when eating hot pot, I would like to eat green vegetables."

"I love tofu puffs."

"Recently, a new peanut butter has been introduced, which is very fragrant. Try it in the dipping sauce."

The finance officer added some to his small bowl, tasted it, and squinted his eyes in enjoyment.

The unique aroma of peanuts releases a rich burnt aroma after roasting, without any grains, and there is a layer of oil floating in the consistency, which is a fragrance that has never been tasted before.

"What is peanut butter, is it sold in the store?"

"Of course there is. When you leave, go to the counter and buy a bottle. It only costs one silver coin, and it can be stored in a cool place for five days."

"I'll order ten bottles first. Sirius' brother and sister's family will come tomorrow, and it's just enough for the dinner party." The Duchess said.

"I don't make much, most of them are from the previous batch, and I can only sell you two bottles at most." Chelsea looked indifferent, but kept her hands on. Once the hot pot was launched, the soup base made every day was not enough to sell. Haven't had it for several days.

"Then I will also order two bottles." The financial manager also hurriedly said.

Chelsea nodded, and simply gave up the clumsy spoon and used chopsticks instead. Several people followed suit and fished together, discussing which dishes were delicious and how long to put them in the pot for the best taste, and the relationship quickly became closer.

There was still a corner missing in the pot, and no one picked it up with chopsticks. Turning around, Princess Tana still hadn't moved a bite.

"Why don't you eat meatballs?" Chelsea said, "It's almost cold."

"Not hungry."

"Could it be that you don't know how to use chopsticks?" Princess Tana's face became even colder.

Chelsea gave her a spoon, and Tana frowned, "This is for soup."

"No one else is here, why are you paying attention to the so-called etiquette?" After finishing speaking, she impatiently scooped up the balls and stuffed them into her mouth.

Never have I seen such a savage lady.

Tana chewed the meatballs in her mouth. Strangely, the pork did not have any smell of mutton. Instead, in the taste of ginger and garlic wine, she tasted the most essential sweetness of the meat, as well as the freshness of mushrooms and diced shrimp.

"You, hold that for me." Tana ordered Chelsea confidently.

Chelsea looked impatient, but still picked up the fish fillet she pointed to, and made a bowl of sauce for her by the way.

The fish fillets are eaten directly into the mouth, and the deliciousness and tenderness of the fish can be clearly felt.In addition to the aroma of pepper and wine, there is also a slightly sour taste, not the vinegar smell she usually eats.

I ate several kinds in a row, each with a different taste, different tastes, but also unified, that is the aroma of the bottom of the tomato pot.

That unique sour taste is irresistible.

"That and that, I want more." Tana became excited to eat, the meatball dipped in the sauce in the bowl and stuffed it into her mouth.

"There are so many maids around you who don't command, why did you call me one?" Chelsea was dissatisfied.

"Because you are my sister, hurry up." Tana held the spoon in one hand and the bowl in the other, inhaling the hot pepper in the sauce, and the balls in her mouth were too late to swallow, "It's not good if it's too ripe. have eaten."

Chelsea got a meal because of the natural "sister".

"If you have something to eat, you are your elder sister, and if you don't eat, you are a big cake face." She complained funny, and still picked up a chopstick for her, "Eat green vegetables."

"I want to eat meat." Tana's face puffed up.

"It's a good idea." Chelsea put the fish balls in her bowl, "If you want to eat, pick it up yourself."

The Duchess gave her a piece of meat, Tana hesitated for a moment, and smiled gracefully: "Thank you, Ma'am."

She put down the spoon, "I'm a little full."

When Chelsea heard this, she put the freshly blanched mutton rolls on her plate, "It's only been a while, eat slowly."

Happy Tana picked up the spoon.

The meal lasted from noon to evening, and by the time they went downstairs, Richel had already prepared a thousand steamed buns. The baskets were woven into vines and a layer of white gauze was placed around them. Put the steamed buns in and cover them. , watching Tana and his party leave.

"Actually, that princess is not bad." Chelsea stretched her waist and walked towards the lobby.

Richel said curiously, "That's right, you can understand people thoroughly within a meal."

"More than that." Chelsea said with a "you are too naive" expression, "I also sold 85 bottles of peanut butter, 130 eight bottles of barbecue sauce, 350 six boxes of malt candy, 590 three boxes of dragon beard candy, and finalized Sheriff West Dinner orders from Duke Sirius's family for the next three years, and all the food Princess Tana needs for disaster relief."

Richel: "Would you like to try to be a marketing manager?"

The cashier at the front desk is really inferior.