Octopus Online Feeding Guide

Hastings took out a small notebook from nowhere, and walked out talking to himself.

"Before things get worse, I have to hurry up and report this matter to Lord City Lord and ask for his help."

"Be clear, who said that I wanted to break up with Richer after hitting him?" Adrian was expressionless, obviously angry, and his eyes were terrifying.

"Why did you tell me that I was going to die?" Richel wondered, "Where did you hear this?"

Chelsea's magic wand picked out Lesney from the corner of the counter.

"What incitement did you say?" Adrian narrowed his eyes slightly.

Lesni looked around, hooked Hayle who was lying on the dragon egg, and threw him to the ground.

This is the man who said it.

Hearing Hayle's analysis, he thought that Adrian would leave, and when he was happy, he told Chelsea about it.

Chelsea felt that something was wrong. The relationship between the two had been very stable during this period of time. Why did they suddenly break up?

She remembered that person's identity as a devil, how could he be a kind person, after nearly a year, no matter how exciting the novelty was, it would pass, and now she began to dislike him.

If Adrian gets annoyed by being entangled and moves his hands, Richer is so weak, how can he bear it.

Chelsea was worried, and when he bumped into Hastings at the counter, he mentioned it casually.

Hastings disagrees with her.

They have such a good relationship, it's not that they are annoying, they must encounter obstacles that cannot be resolved.For example, the fragile Richel was terminally ill. Even though the two fell in love, he still reluctantly broke up with him for the sake of getting rid of the other half as soon as possible.

He analyzed clearly and well, but Chelsea didn't agree with it. This was a conclusion that they made before they knew Adrian's true identity.

So, the two insisted on their own opinions, but both were worried about Richel.

"I really thank you all." Richel gritted his teeth, "Can you wish me a better life?"

"You cried because of grievances." Hayle sat on the ground and pointed out, "The idiot saw it with his own eyes, and you ran into the house crying."

Jacob nodded aside.

Adrian thought of those books in the evening and raised his heart. Richel must not have misunderstood.

Richel was a little surprised, and then laughed, "Don't exaggerate, I didn't run, I didn't cry, I didn't feel wronged."

These people are misunderstood because of this.

"Your eyes are watering," Jacob said.

"It's cold outside, but it's warm after entering the house, and my nose is runny." Richel laughed, "I was stimulated by the snot, and I have some physiological tears."

Everyone didn't understand much, but they knew it was a misunderstanding, so they didn't cry at all.

It's just that, for a moment, everyone stared wide-eyed, which was very embarrassing.

"Thank you for your concern." Richel said with a warm heart, "There are guests outside, let's go out first."

Chelsea coughed twice, grabbed Lesney's cloak hat and walked out.

Hayle quickly hid behind the dragon egg, and several people started to go about their own business again. Adrian moved his tentacles and stepped forward with his head.

"Honey, are you not angry?"

Richel continued to mix cold noodles, and said in his mouth: "Aren't you going to kill me quietly?"

"Nothing, the author of the book loves to exaggerate." Adrian said, "I always like titles that grab people's attention. I promise, I will not read books in the future, but only you."

Richel rolled his eyes, "I've read several books, but I didn't expect to speak more nonsense."

"I'm just stating a fact, there's no such sentence in the book."

Richel couldn't hold back his face, showing a smile, mixed the cold noodle, and sent it outside.

Grice and Renault walked down the stairs, glanced at the lobby, and saw the person in the middle of the table.

"Boss, come here." Grice called out loudly when he saw someone.

Richel put the Liangpi in his hand on the guest table and looked up at her.

"Come here quickly." She ordered again.

Richel didn't move, and looked at her quietly, implying that if there is something to say, hurry up, and I will leave if there is nothing to do.

Grice remembered that he wanted something from others, so he went down the stairs and walked over by himself.

"I have something to ask you."

The three of them walked to the corner by the counter, and Richel said, "What's the matter?"

"It's not that I have to ask for your help, but the bishop recommended you to us, so you are very honored to have this opportunity."

"What chance?" Richel felt a little amused.

Seeing the impatience on his face, Renault hurriedly pushed Grice aside, bent his elbows in front of him, and his palms naturally drooped, flicking and flicking along with his words.

"Boss, it's like this."

As soon as he spoke, Richel took three steps back, "Speak up if you have something to say."

What's the matter with winking at him.

"It's like this." Renault took a step forward, "My aunt Alice, she always has dizziness and nausea repeatedly, but she doesn't see other symptoms. Every time she needs the blessing of the bishop, the situation can get better. , but it will happen again in a few days. The bishop’s suggestion is to eat some food that makes people feel happy, which will help her improve her condition and even cure her.”

In their view, it is the scope of efficacy of medicine to cure human diseases.

He had heard that the boss was so rich that he actually put sugar in the dishes. It must be because of this that it had the effect of curing diseases. Richer's heart whizzed past. Did this bishop drink too much?Dare to say such outrageous things.

"Eating good food is really good, it's healing, it's nonsense," he explained.

"No matter what, you have to try it before you know." Grice said, "She has been in the hospital bed repeatedly for several months, and she is getting weaker and weaker. You can come and see it tomorrow."

"Aunt Alice's illness is always bad, and even the Holy Light can't completely cure it, so we have nothing to do." Renault threw an olive branch, "Many of us are curious about maltose, and we don't know what it has Miraculous effect."

Richel understood.

He held a chopsticks training class and revealed the existence of maltose in front of the monks. In fact, it was not as he expected, and many people would be interested in his candy immediately.

The poor can't afford it, and the rich are skeptical about it. The monks mostly praise the food here. For the sugar that they have never heard of, they know that the nobles are used to waiting and watching with a cautious attitude, and they only lament his food. There is sugar in it for a sweet taste.

Now that there are nobility's referrals, it can't be better.

"In this case, I will take someone to visit tomorrow."

After the two parties discussed it, Judge Haruk also came down from upstairs.

After paying the money, they said good-bye to Richel and got into the carriage to leave.

In the middle of the night, the guests left one after another, the restaurant closed, and Adrian locked the door.Hayle took Jacob out for shopping, and when the time came back through the back door, the others had already gone back to their rooms to sleep.

Adrian approached slowly, sat on the high stool, leaned against the counter, stared closely at Richel's hair twirling, and the pointed nose when he lowered his head.

The bright yellow candlelight was intertwining with the dark night. Richer counted quickly with non-stop numbers in his hand, and the crisp sound of silver coins colliding with copper coins echoed in the small space.

A feeling of peace of mind.

"How did this egg move?" Adrian noticed the white dragon egg beside him.

"Didn't you say that he is a dragon? He must like shiny coins very much." Richel touched the smooth and cold eggshell with his free hand while calculating the accounts, and Adrian actually saw a trace of kindness in it.

"That's why you moved it over." He laughed a little.

Richel nodded earnestly, "Education should start from the baby."

"It's just an egg, isn't it a bit early?"

"Have you ever heard of prenatal education?" Richel held up the account book in front of him, "We want to let him be one step ahead of others before birth, and use his love for gold and silver treasures to train him to be an excellent arithmetician."

"I'm worried that this is a fool, and it won't be able to realize your grand ambitions."

"It doesn't matter. If he is too stupid, I will train you. Now that Chelsea is getting too busy at the cash register, you should get started sooner."

Adrian glanced at his dense calculation formula, stretched his hand across the counter and patted it, "It has great potential, and I'm very optimistic about him."

The distance between the two shortened, and Adrian patted the egg, tilting his head slightly, just right in front of Richel.

He also saw the figure reflected in the pair of chocolate-colored eyes.

No wonder Richel always said he was stupid.At this moment, he unreservedly exposed all his shortcomings with confidence, and approached him with childish innocence without any hesitation.

Richel was infected by his dazzling and fiery heat, a thin blush appeared on his face.

Normally, he is not in good shape, but now there is a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he can catch the deep affection in his eyes that doesn't seem to be fake in his unruly eyes, wrapping him up and down in the scorching tide, almost drowning in it.

His heart was beating like a drum, his body was enchanted, and he couldn't move at all. Watching Zhang Yang's smiling face slowly approaching, his fluffy flaming red hair swayed slightly, and approached him without hesitation.

"Gnar—Gnar, come here!" Suddenly, a woman screamed from upstairs.

Richel panicked and pushed the person away.

Adrian leaned over and nibbled on his lips, but unfortunately the ambiguous and intense atmosphere just now was completely destroyed, and his words revealed a strong sense of grievance.

"What are you afraid of, who doesn't know that you are my partner now." He immediately showed his affection to that person.

"Don't make trouble." Richel pursed his lips, licked his tongue, and lowered his head to put away the account book.

"You're just too shy." This was his only dissatisfaction with his partner.

He wished the whole world would know that he had such a perfect partner, Richel was always shy to speak, let alone had too many excessive intimacy in front of outsiders.

Adrian had no choice but to respect him.

After locking the ledger, Richel kept some odds and ends of the earned money in the drawer and locked them up, and packed the rest in bags, ready to be put into the cabinet in the room.

Still packing up, Gnar had already run downstairs, and seeing that the counter was still lit, he panicked with a hint of gratitude, "Richer, my five children have all passed out."

"What's going on?" Richer quickly put the coin bag into his pocket, and followed him upstairs.

"Adrian, go ask Igna to come over."

The octopus shrugged, and the next moment, no one was there.