Octopus Online Feeding Guide

Before Richel could speak, Adrian killed him with a single glance.

"This is not for sale."

"Who said it wouldn't be sold." Richel immediately said when he heard that someone wanted to buy it, "If I make more, I can just share it with others."

He asked Adrian to help sell breakfast, went to the kitchen by himself, and brought out two bowls of yogurt in a short while.

He got up early today to buy some fresh milk, squeezed some filtered lemon juice, put it in the kitchen for a few hours, and now it has turned into yogurt, with a few pitted grapes on it, crystal clear It is clear and looks very good.

He gave a bowl to Adrian and another bowl to the big man, and said, "Yogurt can protect the gastric mucosa, eat this first, and the white noodle soup will be ready later."

Adrian took a sip, the yogurt was like tofu brain, smooth and tender, sweet and sour, very delicious.He suddenly thought, how can yogurt be sweet?

He looked at the sour look on the face of the big man next to him, who was still shouting delicious food, and then looked at the person behind the counter.

Richel winked mischievously at him.This bowl of his is specially filled with sugar. When selling sugar last time, he kept some for himself.

But maltose is so precious, how could it be found in every bowl.

Adrian's hair was smoothed instantly, and he took another bite of yogurt.

Richel went back to the kitchen, put on his apron, and started cooking vegetable, tofu, and white noodle soup.There is nothing particular about the noodle soup, and there is nothing particular about the method. It is just cooked in one pot.

But the ingredients in it are basically things that can relieve hangovers. If you eat a bowl while it is hot, and sweat away, your head will not hurt and your stomach will not feel uncomfortable.

He brought out the cooked noodle soup, and the big man and Adrian were already waiting at the table.The big man ate a bowl, wiped his sweat, and said with emotion: "Drinking wine in the tavern in front all night, my stomach is very uncomfortable. I wanted to come here to buy some snacks to fill my stomach. I didn't expect such good things, especially this one. White cubes, very tender. It's not uncomfortable now, everyone in the tavern should know."

Richel smiled, "Occasionally, you can use this hangover to relieve the hangover. Drinking too much every day will definitely cause harm to the body. This is not a panacea. At that time, this soup will not help."

The big man naturally knew, paid the money, and walked out of the restaurant briskly.

Richel thought it was just this time, but he underestimated how much people here love to drink.Not long after, he had to add a few snacks such as hangover soup and yogurt to his breakfast. People who came out of the tavern nearby liked to walk towards him.

A few days later, the auction arrived. All the hotel staff attended and waited early in a small room in the city hall. The green-skinned orc arrived late, holding a piece of paper in his hand, and stood at the front.

He glanced outside the door and saw that no one came, so he had to start the auction.

"The time is up, let's start. No. 31, Drishes Lane, Gerry Street. The starting price is 5 gold coins."

Richel took out the gold coin and said with a smile, "It seems that we are the only ones who want that house."

The orc looked at him in surprise, "Think about it, that's 5 gold coins, enough for you to eat and drink for several years."

"Of course, we know that. But I like that house more." Richel has already calculated that the money for renovating those rooms plus the money for buying that house will take another year to earn.But it was hard to find such a big and desirable house.

"Okay." The orc reached out to take his money.

There was a bang, and after a burst of flying sand and rocks, the surroundings were filled with dust and smoke. Richel got out of Adrian's arms, coughed twice, and found that the wall of the room had collapsed and a carriage was stuck.

Two goblins jumped out of the ruins, saw the group of people, and quickly raised their hands, "We want to participate in the auction!"

"You guys are late, it's over here." Richel said, a little surprised how they wanted that house.

"Actually, my hammer hasn't dropped yet, so the deal with you is worthless." The half-orc spread his hands.

"How could this be?"

Adrian and Chelsea looked at the orcs unkindly.

"Kidnapping, threatening, and extorting public officials of the empire will be severely punished." He quickly hid aside and took out the scroll of magic protection, and shouted, "I have seen many people like you."

Adrian felt that he would be dragged into a dark alley to beat him later, so he winked at Chelsea, who raised his chin to express his understanding.

"How much did you bid just now?"

"Only 5 gold coins." The half-orc said immediately.

The goblins didn't talk nonsense, one took gold coins from the cloth bag, and the other called, "6 gold coins."

As soon as he opened his mouth, there was an extra gold coin. Richel looked a little hesitant. After thinking about it, he still asked for the price: "1 gold coins and 6 copper coin."

"Stingy." The goblin giggled, "6 gold coins and 1 silver coin."

"6 gold coins, 1 silver coin and 1 copper coin."

"7 gold coins." The goblin took out another gold coin from the bag.

The two sides called each other for more than 16 rounds, and 16 gold coins were placed in front of the goblin. They had already called the price to 500 gold coins, 238 silver coins, and [-] copper coins. .All the money I brought was used up.

He secretly winked at the other goblin.

The other party immediately understood, looked at Richel's sweaty face, and finally offered: "17 gold coins."

"They bid 17 gold coins, it's up to you." The half-orc supported his head and said, seeing that Richel had been hesitating, he elongated his voice, "17 gold coins once, 17 gold coins twice—"

The goblins sat and waited for his final bid, after which they would not bid any more.

"Twice for 17 gold coins—" the orc urged again.

"Shouldn't you have called 17 gold coins three times?" Richel asked in surprise.

The half-orc choked, "Are you the auctioneer or am I the auctioneer?"

Richel let out an "oh" and continued to lower his head and frown.

"17 gold coins twice to the eighth power." The half-orc screamed dryly, hinting, "Such a big restaurant is considered a rare treasure in the entire Kelexi continent, so think clearly, this time If you miss it, there will be no more in the future.”

"17 gold coins twice to the ninth power." Seeing that he did not make an offer, he said angrily, "Do you still want that house?"

"I want it," Richel said honestly, "but I don't want to pay such a high price."

"Then, then you..."

"Give it to the lovely goblins. They are all neighbors. If you can help, help. It's too low to buy. I'm afraid the owner of the bakery next door will look down on you."

Richel said, "Although I don't want to speak ill of him, he has laughed at us more than once for living in a broken house that no one wants."

The faces of the two goblins instantly turned greener.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

"Under normal circumstances, wouldn't it be given to them by default if no one yelled it?" Richel looked at him speechlessly, "I don't know whether you are the auctioneer or I am the auctioneer."

The face of the green-skinned half-orc also turned greener.

The people next to me laughed, "Congratulations to you for buying that crappy house for 17 gold coins."

The goblin said stubbornly, "That house is huge."

"The house is comfortable to live in."

"We'll make a lot of money by then."

"Come to repair that rundown house?" Richel said, "The decoration materials we bought at the beginning will be taken away with us when the time comes, and I don't know what's left."

"By the way, Chelsea and Lesney will stay too," he added. "Please treat them well."

The goblin trembled suddenly as he looked at those mung bean eyes.

They don't want to live with such a person.

"Dear auctioneer, when are we going to move out?"

"These two days." The orc coughed lowly, "As soon as possible."

"Then let's go pack our luggage." He called Jacob and pulled Adrian out, Chelsea and Lesney followed quickly.

Outside City Hall, Chelsea asked, "Don't you really like that house?"

"Yes, but I don't have that much money. I can only pay 6 gold coins for that house at most." That was his final psychological price. "Since they want to buy it, let them pay a little more."

Adrian smiled, then worried again: "Then where do we live?"

"I've made a lot of money during this period, don't worry, I won't let you live on the streets." Richel said, "I don't want to go through the hard times before."

He can survive it, but it doesn't mean he wants to survive it again.Spend all your belongings to buy a house, and spend the rest of the day drinking the northwest wind.

"The top priority right now is that I need a toilet. My stomach was spoiled by eating this morning." Richer was sweating profusely and said anxiously.

Back at the restaurant, they opened the shop as usual, closed earlier in the evening, and went back to the room with Adrian to pack their luggage.

There wasn't really much to clean up either, they didn't have much stuff.In addition to the set of clothes bought for opening the store, there are two sets of chef uniforms and a few aprons, and the other things are the shells and flowers that Adrian gave him.

He made those fresh flowers into dried flowers, wrapped them in papyrus paper, and piled up half the room in bunches. He was reluctant to throw them away. If he wanted to move now, he wanted to take them with him.

"In the past two days, let's go to the Midtown and the inner city to see if there are any new leased stores. If not, the one we saw in the Midtown before is okay."

Sitting at the end of the bed, Richel muttered, "There is still a second floor for us to live in, but the front door is too small and the light is too dark, and it needs to be refurbished extensively. It's okay to rest for a while. If it grows bigger, we need to find it slowly later. "

There is also the kitchen. There are several big pots here that can cook food at the same time, and the place is spacious. He is used to it, but now he is really not used to that kind of cramped kitchen.

"Goblins just don't have business ethics." Adrian leaned on the head of the bed and folded his hands, and said strangely, "Since they have so much money, why are they still living here and opening a small dilapidated restaurant?"

"Who knows, maybe I love cooking as much as I do." Richel packed up his things, there was a knock on the door, he opened the door and saw Chelsea standing outside.

"Why are you here?" Richel was a little surprised, Chelsea seldom left the room at night.

Chelsea was a little shy, she murmured with her big thin mouth, and said, "If you move to a new place, can you take me with you?"

Richel looked at her in surprise, didn't she really like staying here before?

"I've lived with you for so long. If it's someone else, I'm not used to it. I will definitely beat them out."

Chelsea said, "In the end I was alone again."

"There's Lesney."

"He's not human."

When the skeleton in the shadow of the corridor outside the door heard it, he put his hands on his hips angrily, a burst of dust came out from the top of his head, and his mandibles made a knocking sound, as if protesting.

"Of course I have no objection." Richel laughed, if she hadn't taken him in back then, she would have been drained of blood and turned into a mummified corpse.

"Thank you." Chelsea gave him a hug.

In the past, she only knew that human food was unpalatable and monotonous, but she didn't know that having fireworks at home was such a warm thing.

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Su Xici transmigrated into an ancient novel about a domineering president and became the housekeeper of the domineering hero Nan Gongran.

Nangong Ran is worth trillions, with a face like a sculpture, a stalwart figure, both parents died, childhood shadow, evil charm and arrogance, narcissism and passion, has a white moonlight who goes abroad and an uncle who covets property, and has all kinds of poisons.

Su Xici: Fortunately, there are few scenes.

As a semi-invisible tool man in the book, when the boss is around, he serves tea and water for the hero and heroine to clean up the room; 10 minutes.

But in real life, the tyrant's second-year middle school master is very good at things, constantly challenging his tolerance limit.

Nangong Ran took off his clothes from the door of the room to the bathroom, he couldn't see any mess, and picked them up one by one.

"You know, you like the smell of me."

Su Xici gave him the hard-earned schedule.

"It's all pushed, contact my private jet, book the presidential room at the Manliston Hotel, and you can accompany me to Europe to relax."

Su Xici has something to say.

"With my worth of 20 per second, I don't mind chatting with you for 1800 million."

Su Xi resigned.

Nangong Ran ridiculed three parts, three parts indifferent and four parts indifferent, raised his chin, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Susu, you are playing with fire."

Su Xici took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose: Can this neuropathy be given up on treatment?

"Don't make trouble, dear, wash up and wait for me on the bed before I go home."

Su Xici: ...

Wait, why is the script different?

Where is the hostess?

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Su Xici has deep-seated forbearance and elegance, and can always handle everything perfectly. He is restrained to the point of rigidity, always buttoning his clothes to the top, and always keeping an absolute safe distance from others.

The flamboyant chaebol wanted to use him to obtain information, belittled him, and fell in love with him.

The chalcedony-like Bingshan film king hates him for blocking his path of love, but eventually falls at his feet.

Su Xici was dismissive of this world, until one day, a guy who was arrogant and annoying declared to him: "All the good things in the world should belong to me, including you."

"Why?" He didn't belong to anyone.

"Just because you are the best existence in this world."

If you doubt this, I'd like to tell you ten thousand times.

For as long as you can remember, love the world once in a while.