Octopus Online Feeding Guide

"Welcome to the hotel restaurant."

"What kind of little thing is this? It's quite chic." A green-skinned half-orc stared curiously at the skeleton at the door. On top of the gray-black dilapidated skeleton, a pile of dust condensed a sentence in the air.

"Welcome to the hotel restaurant."

Lesney shook his jaw, wanting to cry but no tears.

Yesterday he said it was a "hotel in hell" and he wanted to get shelter here, ok, sell his soul.

Unexpectedly, that octopus was very domineering, and beat him into a pile of dregs without saying a word, and was beaten as soon as it got together.

He is the most loyal believer of the god of death, don't you want to lose face!

Apart from anything else, he was holding a long black sickle in his skeleton hand, before the spell was activated, the sickle was hooked away by his arms and legs.

"It's pretty good for cutting leeks." Richel rubbed his chin and said, completely ignoring the trembling skeleton hand. "It would be better if it was smaller."

"Did you hear that, make it smaller." Adrian said to the skeleton.

As long as there is any moisture on Leisi Ni's body, tears of grievance will flow from the two dark eye sockets.

Adrian's pointed wrists and feet did not know what was carved on them, a burst of golden light flashed, and he handed the sickle to Richel, "It just so happens that the two leeks planted in the backyard are tall, you can use them .”

Richel happily took it, and began to feel that this skeleton was also very friendly, thanked Lesney, and gave a gift just after meeting, it was really polite.

Since then, the noble Death Scythe has been contaminated with the pungent smell of leeks.

As a price for intimidating the owner of the hotel and restaurant, Lesney was sent to the door by Adrian to serve as a welcome sign.

Live without love.

No, wasn't he already dead?

There is no love for death.

Seeing that the skeleton was dilapidated, the green-skinned half-orc pushed him lightly with his hands, saw him scattered in a pile on the ground, and stepped on his bones to enter the door.

Lei Sini moved his fingers, and simply lay his body on the ground.

Richer came out from the kitchen with four bowls of longxu noodles, saw the new guest, and warmly invited him to sit down.

The half-orc sniffled, no wonder this restaurant has better business than any other restaurant in this block, the taste is obviously different from other restaurants.

"What would you like to order?"

The half-orc looked at the words written on a row of wooden signs, all of which were a pile of food he didn't know, and casually pointed to two things.

After serving it, he realized that it turned out to be the famous fried noodles and wontons in the neighborhood.

He only recently learned that in addition to using his hands, or using a fork like a nobleman, he can also use two sticks called chopsticks to eat, especially for noodles.

The noodles were thinner and longer than the ones he had eaten before, and the half-orc clumsily picked up the noodles with his chopsticks.He doesn't like to use this thing, and the chopsticks can cross and slide wrongly a few times, which is very difficult to control.

Just as he was about to put down his hands, he saw that the other diners in this restaurant were using them very smoothly, sweating profusely after eating, and still calling the boss for another bowl.

Some eyes drifted over as if there was nothing, watching him as if watching a play, and some even bumped two chopsticks in the air, making a crisp sound, as if saying, look at me, you have already got rid of it. You can't even use two wooden sticks well when you eat with your hands.

The half-orc was not convinced, so he awkwardly picked up the chopsticks, lay down on the table and began to eat.

When it was first served, he found that the fried noodles were different from other places, and the noodles in other places were all white in color.

And the noodle of this family has a kind of oily light brown red color, which is much more appetizing than white, and it is better than others in terms of color vision.

He had just entered his mouth, and he found that this food really deserved its reputation.As a staff member of the city hall, he was occasionally fortunate enough to be able to attend church dinners and banquets held by barons.But the spices of any kind of food are not this kind of taste.

It's like a kind of sauce, but I don't have the taste of this kind of sauce at all in my memory. It has a slight fragrance of beans, and more of that peculiar and pure fat fragrance, which makes people move their index fingers. With shredded vegetables, he can't wait to Swallow the plate.

My mouth was dry from eating, and I just took a sip of the wonton soup next to it, which was also very delicious.

These are called wontons. The dough is made of unknown material. It is white and translucent, with a crumpled pink meat filling in the middle.

Bite down, the dough is extremely smooth and tender, and the pure meat filling in the middle is very chewy, the more you chew, the sweeter it is, supporting the taste of the whole wonton. The feeling in the mouth is opposite to that of the dough, just complementary.

Taking another bite of the wonton dough, he was reluctant to chew it. He wanted to linger in his mouth for a while longer with this fragile and tender feeling.

It's a pity that as soon as he squeezed his mouth, the dough was crushed, and he swallowed it into his stomach with a gurgling sound.If you want to savor it again, you can only eat it again.

After the whole meal, he actually felt that it was much more delicious than any banquet meal he had eaten before.

It's just an ordinary restaurant tucked away in a low-class neighborhood.

What a pity.

The half-orc wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, paid 55 copper coins at the counter, and asked the boss to come out.

"What's the matter?" Richel came out of the kitchen in doubt, and wiped the profuse sweat from his head.

"It's like this. The house of the restaurant you are running now was originally a hotel, and its owner has been dead for more than ten years."

"That's right." The skeleton at the door was still lying in the sun.

"According to the stipulations of the City of Liberty's law, any property that has not been inherited for more than ten years is ownerless and belongs to the City of Freedom.

In a few days, this house will be auctioned. If you are not the one who gets the auction, then I have to ask you to move out as soon as possible and leave the property to the new owner. "

Richer was taken aback, "Why didn't you mention this before?"

No one has put money into City Hall before.

The City of Liberty has always ignored this kind of unowned property. Whoever occupies it is whoever owns it. If you really want to take care of it, there are so many murder cases of fighting for treasure every day on the mainland. There are too many unowned things. So much leisure to take care of.

The orc cleared his throat and said, "This is a new rule."

"Then what is the reserve price of this house?"

"Such a big building, as you have seen, is much more magnificent and magnificent than the nearby houses. It occupies the most prosperous part of the block, and it costs at least 5 gold coins."

"5 gold coins?!" Richel hesitated.

Seeing him like this, the half-orc smiled with satisfaction, but at the same time felt sorry for this delicious food, and gave a suggestion, saying: "Let's find a smaller place to rent, and we can open a shop."

Of course outsiders think so, but he just spent a lot of money on the decoration of the private room on the second floor.

"We have a house owner." Richel was pleasantly surprised, ran to the door, lifted the skeleton frame from the ground and shook it, "He is the owner of this house."

The half-orc was startled. In order to get this house, this person frantically dug up the owner and flogged his corpse?

The half-orc looked at him with vigilance and unkindness, and said calmly: "The ten-year deadline has passed. This person is missing and dead in our household registration. Hurry up and bury him."

Lesni twitched her cervical vertebrae.

"Live? Undead? Find a place to register with the city hall with a new identity." The half-orc said in a business-like manner, "Real estates and other real property cannot be registered under the name of the undead."

Richel disappointedly put the skeleton by the door and let him continue to bask in the sun.

When Adrian came back, Richel told him about it, and finally said: "If no one argues with us, we will have to spend 5 gold coins to buy this house. In the long run, so A big house must be cost-effective, and we have the ability to buy it.

Moreover, the second floor has just been renovated, and a lot of money has been invested, and I am used to living here.It's just that people who didn't want money before suddenly ask for money, which makes people feel uncomfortable. "

Then again, 5 gold coins are enough to rent a nice storefront in the heart of Liberty City.But the place will definitely be much smaller, with very limited capacity.

It's nerve-wracking.

"I'll go find the city lord." That clown slug dared to ask him for money?Adrian was upset, so he had to educate him well.

"Wait." Afraid that he was going to fight again, Richer hurriedly stopped him, "We are serious business people, don't be so impulsive."

Adrian loosened his collar and walked around him, "Occasionally, it's OK to be unruly."

Richel simply hugged him directly, using his body to block the forward steps.

"I'm looking for you to help me make a decision, not for you to use this method to solve the problem."

A few arms and legs bound the person who came to the door in front of him, and the person's chuckle came from above his head, "Why do you hug me every time I want to go out, are you so reluctant?"

Only then did Richer realize that he couldn't move anymore, he gritted his teeth and pushed him, "Don't spread rumors! Let me go!"

"Then I'll tear down the city hall." Adrian let go of his arms and legs.

Richel was stunned for a moment, with a hesitant look on his face, and finally chose to hug him, "I can't go."

He has always been a good law-abiding citizen, how could he stand those beatings and killings.In his eyes, this behavior is to fight against the society and the regime with one person's strength. How could he win it? In the end, he may die as a scumbag and bear an ugly reputation.

Adrian contentedly embraced him and went back to the house with him. It took a long time for Richel to realize that this guy wasn't lying to him, right? The purpose was to trick him into hugging him?

He can't believe that this stupid octopus is really capable of tearing down City Hall.

"Help me think about it, should I spend 5 gold coins or more to photograph this house, or move to another place, rent a house, renovate and open a restaurant?"

Richer propped his head up and had another restaurant meeting.

The others gathered around the long walnut table in the corner of the restaurant, and even the skeleton Lesney climbed on the table. He was the first to make a statement, with a pile of dust above his head, and it read: "Go rent a new shop , it's too old here."

His purpose is obvious, this group of people can't be provoked, but the other group of people may not be.

Chelsea quit, fanning her feathers irritably, "If you dare to rob my mother's territory, come and kill one, come and kill one pair."

Richel suddenly felt that Chelsea was the best match for this octopus.

Thinking of this, he felt a little unhappy, but he didn't delve too deeply into it.

Jacob touched his head. He was a child and didn't have many ideas. "Jacob only needs to eat."

Obviously, there is food to follow Richer.

Where is Richel? Where is he?

Similarly, Adrian thought the same way.Whether living in a palace or a slum, he will be where his wife is.

This remark earned Richel another look.

One idea, one vote, and things are back to square one.

Richel thought about it all night, and felt that it was necessary to do a market survey to consider whether he should move out from all aspects.

The next day, he took a water bladder, a fisherman's straw hat, and an octopus pendant that could not be shaken off, and began to visit the entire Liberty City.

They are located in the block just after entering the south gate of the City of Liberty. There are many merchants and farmers coming and going, the traffic is large, and the prices are also cheap. In the Gerry block and the surrounding two or three blocks, Richer has already opened the store after officially opening. After walking through it several times, I basically had a general understanding, so I didn't go shopping anymore, but walked through the second city gate and walked into the middle city.

The things bought there are obviously richer, cumin, wormwood, fruit, fine wine, mustard, vegetable oil, cheese, mint, sage, fennel, coriander...

There are a lot of spices and seasonings that I have never seen before, and of course the price is not cheap. Basically, you can buy a little at more than 500 copper coins.

Going in through the city gate, he saw a merchant exchanging a grain of pepper for a large bag of food, which made him very surprised.

And the prices here are ridiculously high, no wonder people who buy and sell these things are only here.Because only aristocrats have such spending power, if they were placed in Geli Street, they might not be able to sell a single thing for a year.

Among them is precious sugar.

Richer's understanding of the world has deepened.

He and Adrian went out to Midtown, searching for shops suitable for rent, and walked four or five blocks. Unfortunately, either the place was too remote and there were too few people, or the price was unreasonably high, and he was always dissatisfied.

"It's better in Geli Street. Now that meat is so expensive, you can only eat seafood. It's also close to the seaside and the farms outside the city. You don't need to go too far to buy food. The key is that it's cheap." Richel Yue I feel more and more that hotels and restaurants are good.

He decided to bid for it. The people in the neighborhood are ordinary civilians. It is useless to buy such a big house at such a high price. If you are an aristocrat, you must not look down on the dilapidated house, and usually when you go out, you will meet disgraced faces. The civilians have lowered their status for no reason.

Thinking about it this way, there should be no competition.This reassured Richel a lot.

There is not much money now, and every penny must be spent wisely.If it weren't for the windfall earned from boiling candy, he wouldn't even be able to take out 5 gold coins.

"It would be great if there was a boat, able to sail, cross the ocean, and bring back all the good things from the opposite continent."

Richer exclaimed, "Makes good food."

"Have you forgotten my identity?" Adrian asked.

"Isn't pirates usually with iron hooks in one hand and blind in one eye?" Richel said, this octopus is too white and normal, and he often forgets that he is still a pirate who has experienced all kinds of wind and rain.

"That kind of pirate is too useless, and even gets hurt."

"You still despise others." Richel laughed out loud. In his opinion, apart from being handsome, Adrian only has the characteristic of loving food.

Oh, and the jump is also relatively high.

He's just like a normal rice bucket, he only eats soft rice.

When mentioning this, Richel said with emotion: "When I was a child, I still dreamed of owning an incomparably huge pirate ship when I grow up. Although it is dilapidated, I can travel around the world with a ship of sailors to find underwater ruins." If you want to rob the lost treasures, or rob the passing merchant ships, shout out, 'If you want to live from now on, keep the money to buy roads'." He was even amused by his childish words.

Adrian laughed too.

"I used to wear a red scarf on my forehead and hold a wooden stick, so I had the courage to go out into the rivers and lakes." Richer laughed and said, "I did a lot of Coke when I was a child, and now I think it's very funny. Later, when I thought about it with you say."

"it is good."

He didn't take it seriously, someone took it seriously.

On the second night, after cleaning up the restaurant and preparing the dough and ingredients for the next morning, Richel dragged his exhausted body back to the room.

Adrian covered his eyes mysteriously and led him out of the window.

The sea breeze that blows in the evening is cool, and there is also the slightly salty smell of sea water. His heart and chest tremble up and down with Adrian's jumping.

Not long after, the man stopped.

He heard the sound of waves lapping on the shore and the reef.

In the distance, there seemed to be a melodious and long horn.

The hand covering the eyes slowly fell.

On the sea level in the distance, in the heavy gray sea fog, there is a small dot glowing like a ghost, like a tiny firefly, wandering in the depths of the sea.

As the white waves pushed up to the coast, the green fluorescence gradually became bigger and bigger, illuminating the surrounding black sea surface with sparkling green light.

It was a ghost ship.

The huge and towering mainmast has tattered sails, and seaweed from the bottom of the sea is still stuck to the ropes.

At the very top hangs a red skull and crossbones Jolly Roger on a black background.A squat, bearded pirate, with one eye blindfolded, stood majestically by the raised bow rail.

He supported the saber at his waist with one hand, stretched out a hand with an iron hook, and pointed directly at the city of freedom in front of him.

Hundreds of pirates yelled in unison, and the hundreds of oars on the ship slid in unison. A few pirates were hanging on the ropes, swinging from one mast to another, shouting happily. , as if this piece of land has been captured by them, they can do whatever they want.

Richer's heart was surging as he watched, and something was rushing from side to side in his heart, ready to come out.

Adrian hugged him gently from behind, lowered his head and kissed the lovely hair on the top of his head, and tied a red cloth scarf on his forehead.

"Dear pirate captain, can we go now?"

Even if the edges and corners are smoothed by the trivialities of life, someone will cherish your humble little fantasy.