Furry has a good freshman gourmet restaurant

Klier narrowed his golden pupils in comfort, put his whole head gently in An Ke's arms, and arched the hair on An Ke's body with the dragon's horns, docile and obedient.

That's great, An Ke is not afraid of him.

In fact, An Ke, who had finally managed to control the fear in his heart, finally accepted the supernatural event that his partner who had been with him day and night turned into a giant dragon. Long was actually cheating him at the beginning, but he believed him without hesitation.

Thinking of this, An Ke immediately retracted the paws that were stroking the sharp corners of the dragon, and then embraced the two paws, shrunk into a lump, and turned their backs to the dragon.

"I am angry."

The sudden feeling of separation made the dragon feel uncomfortable for a moment. He shook his head. He didn't know where An Ke was angry. Almost in the next second, he used his sharp horns to hit the furry on the ground again, and even pushed An Ke's body slid forward a short distance.

ah!He's going to blow up, really, didn't you see that he was angry...

The reprimand that was about to blurt out became "hahahaha".

"Hahaha, Klier...don't scratch...it's so itchy."

An Ke laughed until the fur on his body trembled. Seeing that the ball just now stretched out and rolled on the grass, the giant dragon became even more energetic, and his entire forehead was attached to An Ke's body.

"Oh, I, hahaha, I'm not angry anymore, I surrender."

So, the two played a childish game of tickling in the forest, and didn't stop until An Ke was so tired that his eyelids were fighting.

Clear turned back into a human form and lay on his back on the lawn, while An Ke still kept his furry appearance, lying on the dragon's chest with his limbs open.

"Isn't the first task of your dragons to be a matchmaker?"

"Ok?"

"As long as there is a dragon in a fairy tale book, there must be a knight and a princess, or a prince and a princess getting married."

Clear thought for a moment, thinking of the treasure in his hole: "I don't think so, but we should be considered rich."

An Ke kicked his paw, curious: "How rich?"

The money is not his. An Ke suddenly remembered that the dragon's dislike for his house at the beginning was not unreasonable.

The giant dragon made a fool of himself: "You will find out in a few days."

The delivery elf should already be on the way, and then An Ke can do what she wants without having to run around like this.

"Ok."

Apart from money, An Ke is now on the fence with stalls. All he thinks about is how to improve his products. He even has the idea of ​​opening a restaurant. The "five-star" praised by the population seems to be not bad after thinking about it.

An Ke is a man of action. When he has an idea in his mind, he is eager to put it into action immediately. When he returns to the village, he simply cooks a dish and a soup, and eats glutinous rice porridge. After eating, he goes to the space to pick ice powder seeds.

A large piece of the original pseudophysalis seeds has grown, and the lush plants are interspersed with lantern-shaped fruits, but the scale is not too big for Anke who wants to set up a stall, and what's more, with the It is not realistic to produce ice powder in large quantities, so we can only do our best.

An Ke picked a small bag of fruit, and the rest was divided into two parts, one part was re-sowed, and the other part was harvested with one click, which was temporarily stored in the warehouse.

As soon as Clear finished washing the dishes, he saw the boy coming out of the space holding a bunch of unknown fruits, and hurriedly took a jar and packed them all.

"Clear, take out the stone pot."

One of them was holding the pot, the other was carrying the stone pot, put them outside the threshold, and sat down next to each other.

The summer night wind was blowing towards his face, and it was a little hot. An Ke tied his long hair behind his head with a rope. It seemed that he had to pick a time to straighten his messy hair. Looking sideways, it was the same. With Clear, it seems that there is no difference between a rich dragon and a poor furry.

The giant dragon didn't know that the people around him had diverted their thoughts to his image and clothing, etc., and still concentrated on peeling the small fruit in his hands according to the instructions. When they turned into sharp claws to tear the enemy or prey, the hands were flexible, but Now, in the face of each small fruit, Klier seemed to have amputated his limbs, and shot the overripe fake physalis seeds everywhere. In the end, he had no choice but to put down the seeds in his hand, and sat obediently by the side and looked at An Ke.

An Ke quickly peeled off a bunch of fruits with quick hands and feet. The black sesame-like seeds covered the bottom of the pot. They washed them with water and put them aside to dry for later use.

Watermelon that can be cut into small pieces, honey or jam as a condiment, other than that, there are no small ingredients that can be used as a base for ice powder.

An Ke frowned. In his impression, the indispensable ice powder in the modern world is crushed hawthorn, crushed peanuts, raisins, small pieces of winter melon candy, and glutinous rice cakes, and the rest are various fruit pieces.

Judging from the fruits he has now, only sour grapes, watermelon and peaches seem to be more suitable. How about adding another glutinous rice cake?

It seems not impossible.

But he still lacks a steamer that can steam the Spartica fruit. He wanted to cook and filter it directly, but when he went to turn the fake Physalis seeds over and found the wet water drops on the bottom of the stone pot, An Ke realized that he is now I really need bamboo plants so that he can weave a dustpan or other bamboo containers.

In addition, he also needs a wooden shelf, which is convenient for him to put in the yard and can be used to dry things.

After everything was arranged properly, the two of them went to wash up. There was no bathroom, no real-world toothbrush, and no shower. An Ke found that he had endured this primitive life for nearly half a month.

He has already made strides in the road of gourmet food, and it seems that he can go in other aspects, such as a relatively modern kitchen, a larger bathroom and a beautiful garden, and then he is running a half-sized restaurant , living in retirement, with Clear.

"Clear, can you drive me somewhere else?"

Klier, who was finishing "gurgling", quickly spit out the water in his mouth.

"In principle, it is possible, but it seems a little inconvenient to reveal your identity."

After all, speaking of it, he can be regarded as the target of many people.

Seeing An Ke frowned, Clear immediately changed his words: "Of course, if An Ke needs it, I'm happy to help."

"Okay, thank you dear Mr. Dragon, maybe we don't need to go too far."

There was a strange pause in the air for a second, and then the two looked at each other and laughed.

It's suddenly kind of like a "you stupid groundhog" conversation.

"When we have money, let's go shopping for clothes first."

The two looked at each other's pajamas that looked like sackcloth pockets, and then laughed even louder. Although the giant dragon has always maintained its prototype and lived in the territory, he probably still understands the current appearance, which is called slovenly, and it is the same as that group. Just want to beat his brave some one.

……

Contrary to An Ke's expectations, he had planned to go to other places to look for bamboo with the dragon, but when he was chatting with Allen, the boy had actually seen the plant he was talking about, and there were even a lot of similar plants in the west of the village. .

However, since the villagers don't know that this plant is so flexible that it can be used to weave utensils, most people just hollow it out and use it as a water bottle, otherwise, they don't have anything to do with it any ideas.

An Ke has already selectively ignored this kind of reckless practice, God, they don't know that bamboo is full of treasures!

Bamboo shoots can be used to stir-fry meat, or make a jar of hot and sour bamboo shoots with pickled peppers. It is simply a delicacy in the world. An Ke can't wait to meet the familiar species.

The bamboo forest is not far from the village, but as soon as he stepped in, An Ke felt a chill, and there was the sound of bamboo leaves falling. Looking around, there was a greenery, which was comparable to that in front of An Ke's hometown.

An Ke's first reaction was not to chop bamboo, but to dig some and put them in the space, including some huge trees, all of which were transplanted into the space. With the one-key harvesting function of the space, the strength of cutting trees and the effort of picking up firewood can be used together. Mostly.

Undoubtedly, Klier, who is strong in strength, undertook the task of cutting down trees. Anke and Alan helped by dragging the chopped bamboo aside and laying them one by one. Although the task was not easy, the two But he was happy, and even chatted while working.

"Anke, the little fruit you gave last time is really amazing."

An Ke, who was dragging a bamboo aside, raised her head when she heard the words: "Huh?"

For the first time, Allen, who has always been carefree, was a little shy, and scratched his chin with the hand that had just grabbed the bamboo: "It's...it's much smoother."

An Ke reacted in an instant, and smiled embarrassingly: "Haha, I'll give you some when I get back."

One of the newly thought-up gimmicks for fruit and ice powder, aids digestion, and aids in weight loss.

But there's a more important question right now - Alan just... seems to scratch his chin with his hand.

Sure enough, in the next second, Allen couldn't help shouting, but he didn't dare to scratch it with his hands because of the bamboo fluff on his hands.

"Hiss, it's so itchy, An Ke! Scratch me quickly."

An Ke was about to stretch out her paws to help Allen relieve the itching, but before she stepped out, a bamboo fell to the ground, lying between the two of them.

Looking along the roots of the bamboo, Klier in the distance was slowly straightening up and beckoning to the two of them.

"Sorry, didn't stabilize."

Alan, who was almost crushed by the bamboo, froze on the spot, and was about to say that it was okay, but the next second he saw that the corner of Clear's mouth seemed to twitch.

Allen:! !

Sorry bastard, he did it on purpose!

However, An Ke didn't see that the hypocritical people were taking off their simple gloves and tended to get close to them.

"I wear gloves. My hands are clean. Let me scratch them for you."

Thinking of being inexplicably targeted at An Ke's house before, Allen's first reaction was to step across the bamboo and hide behind An Ke.

"No, no need..."

"There is a small river ahead, I'll go wash it myself."

Seeing Alan fleeing in despair, and watching the giant dragon frowned triumphantly, An Ke finally came to his senses, and looked at Klier pretending to be angry.

"Clear, why are you targeting Allen?"

It is thanks to Alan that I can find bamboo today.

I thought that the giant dragon would apologize, but in the end he shrugged his shoulders and looked indifferent, completely different from the gentle Klier.

"It's fun to watch him."

He's getting weird again.

The dragon thought while chopping down the tree, this is not funny, he didn't want An Ke to touch him.

Woo, my own damn possessiveness.

possessive?

Clear suddenly remembered something about possessiveness.

In the giant dragon clan, it is not uncommon to fight for a spouse. Last year, he and the dragon priest watched a battle in the territory with his own eyes.

He still remembers how he felt about the contest for mates: "It's all bloody dragon possessiveness."

The dragon priest seemed to refute him with a serious face: "This is not possessiveness, it is called "liking", it is mutual attraction between opposite sexes."

like?

Kelier quietly raised his head and looked at An Ke who was struggling to drag the bamboo not far away. The boy's slightly long hair was tied behind his head, probably because he was too tired. Blush, the half-length sleeves rolled up, revealing slender arms, when bending over, because the collar was too big, the collarbone was looming, and there were still a few drops of crystal sweat on it.

The giant dragon couldn't move his eyes. Although it was a small one, An Ke looked really good-looking.

Klier was addicted to it, and suddenly came to his senses, but—he and An Ke are of the same sex, but they are of different races...

Before Klier could get out of his contemplation, the bluffing Allen had come back from cleaning and continued to surround Anke. The two were talking and laughing. Allen seemed to say something funny De Anke put down the bamboo in his hand and laughed loudly.

The fiery gaze became imperceptibly deep and unfathomable.

Seemingly aware, Allen turned his head, startled with fright.

Even if Alan racked his brains, he couldn't think of where he offended Klier, unless...

Although he was afraid, in order to confirm his inner conjecture, Allen was not afraid of death once, and the distance between An Ke and An Ke gradually narrowed, and even put a hand on the boy's shoulder.

The sound of felling trees became louder, as if they were pulling, and Allen suddenly felt unprecedented oppression and fear, which was a silent warning.

He came to a conclusion - it is not necessary to be too close to An Ke, otherwise it may become unlucky.