Initiating a Plant Revolution in the Otherworld

Chapter 56 My store manager is the Seventh Prince (recommendation ticket please!)

Nora doesn't know much about food.

She has been wandering with her mother since she was a child, and she is thankful that she can eat bread every day.

Later, her mother helped her escape from the traffickers, and she began to be alone. Even having enough food was a problem, so who cares what food it is?

Rummaging in the trash can, something that looks edible must be stuffed into the mouth immediately, otherwise it is likely to be snatched by others.

So Nora didn't care what Ron was burning, as long as it was edible, it didn't matter what it looked like.

And it smells so good, so the taste shouldn't be bad, right?

After she tasted the fish-flavored shredded pork, her eyes narrowed comfortably.

Then she took another bite of tomato scrambled eggs, and while serving it with a bite of rice, she thought about how good the chef's cooking skills are.

"The taste is better than the chefs in those restaurants."

Nora murmured inwardly.

If Ron knew what Nora was thinking, he would laugh and shake his head.

His cooking skills are actually so-so, and Nora thinks it tastes good, it's all because of the seasoning.

When the seasoning from Lyle's Grill spreads around and is applied to other areas of food, not just roasts, it's no surprise that his food is made.

"Shop Manager, what is this in your hand?" Nora looked at Ron after taking a few bites, and found that what the other party was holding was not a knife and fork, but two thin and long sticks, and she couldn't help wondering road.

"This is chopsticks. It's more convenient to use such tools when eating this kind of food." Ron explained, picking up a bunch of shredded fish-flavored pork with chopsticks, "Look, if you use a knife and fork, you want It should be very difficult to pick up so many dishes, right?"

Nora looked at Ron dropping chopsticks over there, and felt very novel: "Manager, do you still have chopsticks like this? I want to try it too."

"Well... I remember it was there." Ron got up and walked towards the kitchen, "Wait a minute, I'll get it for you."

Because there is no such thing as chopsticks in another world, he found materials to make them by himself.

When I first made it, it seemed that I only made two pairs, one for my own use and one for spare, but I never thought that I would give it to others.

After all, people in this world are accustomed to using knives and forks, and the people at the bottom even grab them directly with their hands, and there is no such wonderful tableware as chopsticks.

Now that Nora had asked, Ron didn't mind letting her try.

However, chopsticks are not very friendly to novices.

Ron found the spare pair from the cupboard, took them out and washed them, then returned to the dining table and handed the chopsticks to Nora.

Nora took it curiously, and after looking it over, imitating Ron's action just now, she wanted to pick up a piece of fish-flavored shredded pork.

As a result, the two chopsticks were misplaced in mid-air, and the shredded fish-flavored pork that Nora picked up forcefully fell onto the plate again.

Ron on the opposite side laughed softly: "Don't worry, take your time when you first use chopsticks, don't use too much force with your fingers, try more, and you'll be fine once you get used to it."

Nora blushed slightly, and her light black cat ears quivered.

She tried again according to Ron's instructions, and failed several times in succession. In the end, if she hadn't moved her mouth to the side of the plate to catch the food that fell, she probably wouldn't be able to eat the food.

It may be because she seldom used knives and forks since she was a child, or it may be the unique agility of felines. Nora has made rapid progress in learning chopsticks.

Ron also found it very interesting to watch her go from clumsy to proficient, and her skills became more and more skillful.

He lived alone for more than half a month before. Although he has his own home attributes, Ron can't help but feel a little lonely sometimes.

Like now, it feels good to have a lovely staff to accompany me for three meals a day.

"The store manager..." Nora was halfway through eating, recalling what happened yesterday, and suddenly asked cautiously, "Mr. Jasper came to the store yesterday, and when he called the store manager, he seemed to call him 'His Royal Highness Ron' ?”

When Ron heard this, he looked at her with a smile that was not a smile: "Didn't I say that? My father is Andre III. Of course Jasper would call me that."

"So you are really the Seventh Prince?" Nora asked with some difficulty, still feeling a little unbelievable in her heart, "But... your mother isn't..."

"Probably just an accident." Ron shrugged. "Otherwise, why do you think I didn't stay in the Imperial City, but came to the City of Chaos? I was sent out because I wasn't welcome."

Nora didn't know what to say, so she could only bow her head and eat silently.

"It's not as bad as you think. Although I, the Seventh Prince, have no real power, but with my status here, it's definitely no problem to live comfortably, so you don't have to feel sorry for me."

Nora bit her chopsticks and looked at Ron: "The store manager is actually a noble?"

"...Of course it counts." Ron looked at her with a smile, "In terms of status alone, it is many times stronger than ordinary nobles."

"Nobles..." Nora looked away, didn't bother with the question, and asked instead, "What about this flower shop? The store manager said it was the goddess' will, isn't it true?"

"This... is actually true." Ron rolled his eyes and said carefully, "The seeds of the dark orchid and the ruby ​​chrysanthemum were actually given to me by the goddess of harvest. He asked me to spread these plants to the world, so I opened this flower shop."

Nora stared blankly at her store manager, not knowing whether to believe it or not for a moment.

Ron didn't care whether Nora believed it or not. After eating, he got up and walked back to the study.

When he walked to the door of the study, Ron remembered something. He stopped and looked at the back of Nora in the living room, and said with a smile, "Thank you for helping me clean and wash my clothes last night."

Nora recovered from her stupefaction, her back stiffened, and she responded in a panicked whisper: "The store manager...no...you're welcome..."

Ron didn't say much, and started his afternoon reading in the study as usual.

After Nora finished eating, she got up to clean up the dishes on the table, and went back and forth between the kitchen and the dining table diligently.

After half an hour, I washed the dishes and chopsticks, wiped the dining table clean, and took off the work clothes that were hanging on the balcony last night and put them away.

In the end, Nora stood on the balcony, looked up at Ron's clothes, and hesitated to get them.

Instead of taking it off and putting it on the sofa, it's better to hang it outside first, and then pick it up when the store manager needs it.

She didn't go into the manager's bedroom casually.

After simply tidying up the living room, Nora went downstairs and continued to open the shop.

Ron stayed in the study until one o'clock in the afternoon before Shi Youyou got up, took out the elemental cards made last night from the bookshelf and put them in his backpack, then went downstairs and left the shop, and walked towards the Academy of Magic.

Professor Hicks was probably still out with the head of the School of Magic, but Ron could continue to learn magic from Edith.

Anyway, he is only a first-order magician now, so the teaching of Professor Hicks and Edith is not much different to him.

Compared with learning magic from Professor Hicks, of course it is more comfortable to be with the beautiful elf lady.

Fluttering Street Diary: 2020.3.21, the weather is sunny, the mood is cloudy, as for the reason, you know.Needless to say words of consolation, take practical actions.

(End of this chapter)