His Royal Highness System

Chapter 271.
Feng Qianchen looked at the "menu" that the man handed him, so he glanced at it lightly, stretched out his onion finger and ordered some vegetarian dishes.

"Do you want to order these dishes?" The man asked respectfully, not at all annoyed because Feng Qianchen only ordered some simple side dishes.

Hearing the man's question, Feng Qianchen shook his head, and finally continued with satisfied and puzzled eyes:

"I mean, except for the ingredients I ordered, give me all the other dishes..."

Since you can pretend to be aggressive, why should you restrain it?

The man looked at Feng Qianchen with some uncertainty. There are more than 100 dishes, and a meal costs nearly tens of thousands of gold coins. Can this girl afford it?

The suspicious gaze gradually shifted to the ring on Feng Qianchen's finger, and the suspicion on the man's face quickly disappeared.

Instead, it was a flattering smile: "Miss, please wait a moment, I will notify the kitchen to cook immediately."

He only cared if the two little girls could finish eating, at worst, the unfinished food could be re-sold after a little processing.

In this stone desert city, there are not many people who are honest, as long as you are not discovered, then you are successful.

After the man left the room for a while, Qinglin put her hands on her chest, turned her head and asked, "Can we finish eating? It's too much, and every dish is very expensive..."

Qinglin has never eaten in a restaurant, and the food she usually eats is the worst. She doesn't want to waste food. Besides, when she sees the numbers behind each dish on the menu, she wonders if these dishes are Is it made of gold?

Feng Qianchen comforted Qing Lin, and explained with a light smile: "Every dish here uses the meat of monsters as ingredients, so it contains energy, and the natural level is relatively expensive. However, such food is not suitable for growing bodies. For you, nature is the best.

"

The efficiency of hospitality was relatively fast, and a dish was served very quickly, the lamb leg of the Warcraft sheep from the southern prairie, which made Feng Qianchen couldn't help admiring.This is the Tagore Desert in the northwest, and you can see the monsters in the southern prairie. The background of this store is unusual.

Moreover, Feng Qianchen also saw the white-striped tuna from the sea area when he was ordering food. He thought the name of this dish was just for fun, but it seems that there is really a possibility.

Soon after the dishes were served, the table was almost full. Although Qinglin always wanted to maintain the restraint of a girl, but after seeing those delicious foods, she couldn't restrain herself anymore.

But Qinglin may not have even finished a tenth of these dishes. As for Feng Qianchen, he tasted the white-striped tuna when it was served, and he did not touch the chopsticks at all for the rest of the dishes.

"Brother Ye... why don't you eat it?" Qing Lin put down the roast leg of lamb in her hand and asked worriedly.

She was afraid that Feng Qianchen didn't eat because of herself, and if she disgusted Feng Qianchen, it must be because of her ugly eating.

Feng Qianchen shook his head helplessly, and sighed in his heart that this girl is too sentimental, why has she not been confident?I'm afraid the same is true for Lin Daiyu in Dream of the Red Chamber.

After Qing Lin ate until he couldn't hold it anymore, a handful of pitch-black Void Swallowing Flame appeared in Feng Qianchen's hand, and he threw it on the dining table.

All the food was devoured by nothingness, but the table and the plates on it were not damaged. It can be seen that Feng Qianchen has been practicing fire control skills for two years in order to achieve this level of proficiency.

Qinglin watched the delicious food on the table being "burned" by the pitch-black flames, her green eyes glowing with autumn water.

There are so many delicious things, why did they just set it on fire?
In fact, these energy-filled foods became more pure energy flowing in Feng Qianchen's meridians after being devoured by the nothingness swallowing flame.

The stronger the monk, the less need for food, except for some strange monks who rely on food.

After devouring the leftover food on the table, Feng Qianchen hit a small silver bell at the door with a faint vindictiveness from his fingertips.

"Lin... bell bell..."

After being hit, the little bell made a crisp and pleasant ringing, and Feng Qianchen and the others didn't have to wait long before the man opened the door and came in again.

When he saw the extremely "clean" plates on the table, he couldn't help rubbing his eyes subconsciously, he couldn't believe his eyes.

So much food, enough to feed ten strong men, how could it be eaten by two little girls, and how could the dishes be as clean as they were just washed?
The man lingered on Feng Qianchen and Qinglin with strange eyes for a while, then handed Feng Qianchen the bill in his hand.

Feng Qianchen held the long bill in his hand, glanced at it briefly, and casually threw a purple-gold bank card to the man.

"There are [-] gold coins inside, you don't need to look for more..."

The man caught the purple gold card in his hand, suppressed the astonishment in his eyes, and retreated respectfully, not wasting the time of the two of you.

Then Feng Qianchen turned his head and said to Qing Lin: "Let's go back."

Qinglin nodded obediently in response to Feng Qianchen, and the two left the "Haokelai" restaurant.

Now there are fewer people on the street. It seems that because of the weather after noon, people in Stone Desert City are unwilling to continue shopping in this environment.

"Shall we go back to the Desert Iron Mercenary Group?"

Feng Qianchen asked Qinglin next to him, wondering if it was because of the snake-man blood in his body, Qinglin didn't sweat at all, and even Feng Qianchen could feel the oncoming air-conditioning when he was by his side.

Especially Qinglin's little hands, which are as cold as a piece of ice, if you hold these hands in this scorching summer, you will enjoy it!
"Ah."

Qinglin replied obediently, although she didn't feel a trace of heat, but she could see that Feng Qianchen was a little tired, and seemed to want to take a rest.

Feng Qianchen continued to hold Qinglin's hand, and returned to the Motie Mercenary Group by the same route, but met a group of strange people on the way.

……

"Two lovely little sisters, do you want to visit our house? There are many interesting things in our house..."

Five or six mercenaries with evil eyebrows and mouse eyes smiled at Feng Qianchen and Qinglin with malicious intentions.

The mercenary who was the leader tried not to look so strange, showing a smile that was uglier than crying.

Qinglin held Feng Qianchen's clothes corner timidly, tugged slightly, and then whispered:
"Brother Ye, they belong to the Sand Mercenary Group. I don't think they are good people. Let's leave quickly..."

The Sand Mercenary Group, in this Stone Desert City, is regarded as the Emperor of the Earth. Although most of them are mobs, they have a leader who is at the level of a great fighter.

This became the capital of their members' arrogance, but they were not very lucky today, and they unexpectedly met Feng Qianchen.

Feng Qianchen remained silent, which made those sly-eyed people a little impatient.

Just when one of the mercenaries was about to forcibly kidnap the two of them, Feng Qianchen suddenly smiled. That smile was overwhelming, and when he looked back, he smiled at Bai Meisheng.

"OK……"

(End of this chapter)