Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

Regarding the recruitment of staff in the Hearthstone Tavern, the matter has come to an end for the time being.

Anno promised to be a clerk in the tavern, but she definitely can’t go there right away. At least, she has to wait until the tavern has recruited a clerk who can replace her. After all, she has been working here for a long time, but Anno is obviously not that. Kind of an elf that doesn't care about everything.

There is no need to consider where to live. When Luochuan bought a tavern, the main requirement was to be large. Except for the business space on the first floor, the second and third floors are now idle. Anno will find a space. Just stay in the room.

In addition, it is unrealistic for the tavern to enter business immediately, and there are many things that need to be prepared.

Luo Chuan suddenly discovered a vital thing.

Hearthstone is indeed ready, but the task is completed and the tavern needs to be officially opened. Here is a question. May I ask if a newly opened tavern does not sell alcohol, will there be customers?

You should know that in the City of Steel, the customers of every tavern are basically fixed. As the main customer group of the tavern, the dwarves basically only look for the taverns they are familiar with. As for these newly opened taverns...

It's difficult anyway.

"How is it?" Luochuan was holding a cup of tea and saw Yao Ziyan took off his helmet, and purple long hair poured down like a waterfall.

Luo Chuan stretched out his palm, feeling the cold and soft hair passing between his fingers, and then harvested Yao Ziyan's eye.

"Annuo agreed." Yao Ziyan stretched, "but it will take some time to come over. I have to wait until the tavern where she worked before finds a new clerk."

"Well, anyway, the last thing I lack is time." Luo Chuan held an indifferent attitude.

Yao Ziyan stood up and tidied his clothes: "Eh, by the way, Luochuan, there is one more thing."

No, why does it sound so familiar?

"what's up?"

"I think it's a bit difficult for our tavern to officially open. The dwarves are a group of very stubborn guys. They usually choose the tavern they identify in the past. As for our newly opened tavern, they simply ignore it."

"It's not just dwarves who go to the tavern in the City of Steel."

"Ah, unfortunately, the location of our tavern seems to be visited by only dwarves. Other races are rare."

When she chose the tavern, she didn't think of this problem at all, and this was something she only knew when she just chatted with Anno, who knew that dwarves would still have this habit.

Luochuan: "..."

Well, he knew that every time he started, he would encounter some difficulties.

"It's okay, it's the sentence just now, the most important thing is time." Luo Chuan was very open.

"Well, that's what I said." Yao Ziyan nodded, and suddenly thought of something, "Well... there is one more thing."

Enough, this familiar feeling...

"I said, you can't finish talking in one performance?" Luo Chuan couldn't help it.

"It's really just the last thing." Yao Ziyan's face was reddish, and she looked a little embarrassed, "Luochuan, didn't you say to experience the train a few days ago? Now that the rain is lighter, let's see what happened. Sample?"

Beautiful eyes blinked lightly, his eyes were pitiful, Luo Chuan felt that if he refused, he would definitely feel a strong sense of guilt.

"Then let's go." Luo Chuan sighed like no other way, and put the tea cup down casually.

Yao Ziyan was dumbfounded with a bright smile, hugged him tightly and kissed him: "I like you the most."

It was drizzling and the night breeze was slightly cool.

It's hard to imagine that the weather was so hot that people didn't want to stay outside for a minute and a second. The temperature could almost roast the ground. Just a summer rain brought the temperature down completely.

Maybe it will only become hot again soon after the rain stops, but that will be afterwards.

The weather was a bit cold, and Luo Chuan deliberately wore a coat before going out.

Yao Ziyan thought for a while, and like Luo Chuan, took a coat from his room upstairs.

"Remember to take care of the house."

Luo Chuan said to Xiao Heiqiu, and walked out of the store with the same umbrella as Yao Ziyan.

In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't hold an umbrella. There are many ways to perfectly isolate the cold wind and drizzle, but that really doesn't make much sense. You cannot focus on convenience in life.

Little Heiqiu watched Luochuan and Yao Ziyan disappear into the night, and jumped on the World Tree a few times. The branches and leaves of the World tremble slightly in response.

These two should be talking.

[The two of them are out again.

Will you come back at night?

I don't know, it's not once or twice anyway, I'm used to it.

Maybe we will spend the night outside, forget about them, turn off the lights and close the door to rest. 】

The content of the conversation with one tree and one ball is almost like this.

The little black ball landed on the ground, jumped to the door to close the store door, and then jumped in mid-air to turn off the main light switch on the wall.

The soft and bright lights gradually dimmed, and in the end, only the outlines of the things in the store can be seen vaguely. The pure black black ball expresses itself to perfect invisibility in such an environment.

Jumping to the World Tree and staying there quietly, Origins Mall returned to its former silence, every night.

Yuan Gui's shop is still lit.

Luo Chuan looked towards the shop, it seemed very lively, and he could smell the tempting aroma of barbecue.

"Hey, is Yuan Gui's shop open at night?" Yao Ziyan looked into Yuan Gui's shop in a little surprise. She basically stayed at Origin Mall at night, and did not go out much like Luochuan.

"It looks like it's a late night barbecue." Luo Chuan thoughtfully.

Having said that, it seems that Yuan Gui did this last year, but because of the weather, it only stopped after a few days of business.

So far, it seems that Yuan Gui finally chose to compromise.

Outdoor barbecue has become indoor.

"Let's take a look and eat by the way?" Luo Chuan made a suggestion.

"You haven't eaten enough for dinner?" Yao Ziyan asked casually.

"I'm full, but now I'm hungry again." Luo Chuan walked to Yuangui's shop, "It's okay to eat more anyway."

Yuan Gui stood behind the oven, constantly turning over the skewers in his hand.

The charcoal fire is vigorous and emits a red light. Occasionally, the dripping of sizzling grease will burst out a bright fire, and the fragrance in the air has become a bit rich.

With Yuan Gui's cultivation base, there is no need for such hands-on work at all.

Mental power can be easily controlled, and the fire can also be replaced by formation or magic, which is much more efficient than it is now.

But in Yuan Gui's view, only such dishes made in the most primitive way are the most delicious, and can better experience the taste of the ingredients themselves, and the process of cooking can add their own "soul" to the ingredients.