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Paimon came closer and picked up the bottle on the shelf. The liquid inside was very viscous and not as smooth as ordinary milk: "Huh? Milk, it feels a bit strange..."

"What you said is strange is actually the specialty of my place. Because there are many long-established shops in the city, I can't compete with them no matter what I sell, so my approach is to create some new combinations so that customers can have fresh ones. Experience. For example, what I recently developed is this dumpling milk. The dumplings are made into a very viscous state and mix well with the milk. The main focus is not only the taste, but also the novel texture."

When he talked about the areas he was proud of and good at, Zhi Shu gradually forgot his nervousness and began to talk a little bit. When he saw a few people gathered in front of the bottle to look at it, he took some more dumplings on the stall. Put the milk in front of a few people to express casualness.

Ying took the thing in his hand and was very interested in it: "Dumplings with milk, eh, unheard of... Why would you think of doing this?"

Zhi Shu took a step back, and the panic and discomfort he had just gone in came back again. His tongue was suddenly tied, and his stumbling face turned red: "Ah, hug, I'm sorry, General, I...I It’s not that I have any problem with eternity!”

"I told you that you don't need to be polite, and you don't need to be so frightened. How can the eternity I want be shaken by dumplings and milk?"

Eh? Why do you feel...different from the rumored General?

Zhi Shu scratched his head, carefully looked at the general in front of him, touched the tip of his nose and explained: "Actually, I also thought of it accidentally. When a friend was entertaining guests, he made too many dumplings, so he gave them away if he couldn't finish them. It was a little better for me. But for me, the quantity was too much. At that time, my milk was not sold well, and the dumplings and milk could not be stored for a long time... In the mood of giving it a try, I bought these two items When mixed together, it tastes surprisingly delicious given the right proportions.”

"It's a coincidence, um, it's quite interesting. Can you give me a drink?" Shadow nodded, shook the dumpling milk in his hand, and asked.

"General, are you interested?! Okay, of course! Oh, you guys can have a drink too!" As if he was hit by a multi-million dollar jackpot falling from the sky while walking, Zhi Shu was still a little flustered, rattling I almost fell out several times. He scratched his head and smiled sheepishly, and handed the same drinks to the other three people accompanying the General.

Rubbing the corners of his clothes, he watched nervously as the four people drank the dumpling milk slowly.

Ying was the first to comment: "It's sweet and delicious. It also has a snack-like texture, which makes it very novel to drink."

Paimon licked his mouth and nodded: "Yes, he is obviously drinking a drink, but it seems like he is eating something."

"Like... porridge? But obviously it can't be equated... Anyway, I like it."

After receiving personal praise from the General, Tomoki clenched his fists and tried hard to suppress the urge to shout, beat gongs and drums, and run around Inazuma Castle three times. He responded with a sonorous and powerful response: "Thank you for your affirmation, General!"

Ying chuckled lightly, with a trace of aftertaste: "Such a delicious captain's milk, it should sell well, right?"

"Uh, well... to tell you the truth, sales are very average."

"Hey, isn't it selling well? Why?"

"Because...many people are unwilling to try it. They think this combination is strange. Although people who have tasted it have rated it well..." Zhishu smiled embarrassedly at first, and then the more he talked, the more he felt that he seemed a little complacent. He hurriedly waved his hands and explained: "I'm not saying that the general has strange taste! Please don't blame me!"

Ying didn't care, thought for a while, and came up with a plan: "Oh, this is simple, just let the social practitioners buy a few hundred cups and deliver them door to door."

wait! several hundred...?

"No, no, no, General, this is too exaggerated!"

"Is it an exaggeration? I just want them to try it. It's a pity that they haven't drank dumpling milk."

Sora said appropriately: "Would you like another drink?"

"I want...forget it, don't want it, I'm not obsessed to this extent."

Paimon snorted the air while holding the cup, expressing his desire for another cup.

Wutong blinked and stretched out four fingers to the stall owner clearly: "Please give me four more cups to thank you. By the way, let's settle the bill together with the one just now. How many molas are needed in total?"

......

"Ah - desserts can really relax people. Compared with meditating alone, they are much happier. By the way, Shenzi once mentioned to me that she built an eight-story hall to sell... light novels. She You always show off to me, but I have no idea. If you have this opportunity, can you take me to see it?"

Wutong drank the last sip from the bottle, threw the finished bottle into the garbage collection box on the roadside, and nodded: "Of course, let's go."

Arrive at Yaedo Hall.

Kuroda, the editor of Yaedo, was still lowering his head to sort the manuscripts when he noticed someone approaching. He raised his eyes and was about to say welcome, but the person who came was completely unexpected. The four words in his mouth were swallowed hard, and they were replaced by a cry of surprise. His jaw dropped and he shouted: "General, General?!"

After looking around and seeing that there were no Tianling ministers or social ministers following him nearby, Kuroda boldly asked: "The general has come to the Eighth Hall in person. Do you have any instructions?"

"It's nothing, don't be nervous, I just came to take a look." Ying said casually.

Kuroda felt that there must be a demon when something went wrong, so he thought seriously: "Sorry, I don't quite understand. Is it a management aspect, publishing regulations, or... a fire-fighting issue?"

Paimon shook his head and told the other person to relax. The general just wanted to read a book.

General, you want to read... a light novel?

Shouldn't it be some ancient military book, or some long-lost martial arts secret book?

Kuroda looked at Sora and Wutong questioningly.

Ying glanced at the dazzling array of books on the store shelves: "Yes, do you have any good books to recommend?"

"... Yaedo's novels are mainly for ordinary people. The contents are all kinds of strange, and many of them may not be in line with the general's taste..."

"It's just a taste of something new. It's boring if it's the same. Don't worry, as long as it's a story written in words, what's not to understand?"

Regarding these words of the General, Kuroda hesitated to speak, although the truth was this...

Wutong was also curious as to which pink-covered light novel he read last time at Sora's place: "It doesn't matter, even if there is something we don't understand, we will explain it to the general."

Kong agreed: "Don't be nervous, the general really just wants to take a look."

"Okay, then please go to the bookshelf over there. They are all the latest best-selling books. Among them are the award-winning works of [This novel is so amazing!], which have just been compiled into volumes and started to be sold. Don't take it too seriously. , just think of it as fun."