Octopus Online Feeding Guide

The fire in the fireplace was splashing, and the white candles of different heights on the table were bumpy and mottled, and it was not yet time for them to function.

Books and parchments were scattered all over the long table, and a pot of pounding medicine was randomly placed aside, with a pungent herbal smell.

Across the table, Richer sat opposite Igna with a constipated face.

"Tell a story, and I will prepare a dose for you on the spot." Igna shook the glass formulation bottle in his hand, his long pink hair turned golden orange in the light, and the voice in his mouth was still so lazy and cold.

A liquid was boiling in the small stove next to it, gurgling and tumbling, Lichel sniffled, and there was a faint fishy smell.

"Well, it's a little hard to explain."

Richel spoke hesitantly, and the green liquid in the opposite bottle produced one or two thick green bubbles with the occasionally shaking hands of the pharmacist. He really didn't dare to ask what it was.

"My partner and I have been officially together for half a year. In the past, he was so enthusiastic, he called me 'fiancé' and 'fiance' every day, and he was always hands-on. When I got angry at him, his eyes glowed Looking at me, who can resist like this."

"I thought he liked me, and I didn't hate him, so I agreed to his pursuit, and gradually fell in love with him in our daily relationship."

"Recently, his behavior is a bit strange, which makes me suspicious. But if you ask him, if there is, I haven't figured out what to do next. If not, will he suspect that I don't trust him and hurt us both The relationship between them? What do you say?"

"I don't have a partner." Igna twitched the corner of his mouth, and put the medicine bottle back on the table, "You're thinking too much." You don't need any medicine at all.

"It's not like that. After we were together, he was still very warm to me. He gave me a good morning gift every day, and followed me all the time. You can't drive them away, every night you must... um...you understand."

Richel's face was a little red under the light of the fire, his hands were clamped between his thighs, he was obedient, and he didn't know how to speak.

Igna looked at him blankly, "What do you want?"

"That's...that's..." Richel rubbed his hands awkwardly, glanced at the table, picked up two empty medicine bottles of different sizes, stuffed the ampoule into a round-bellied bottle with a slightly larger mouth, Rotating slowly, the bottle mouth rubbed against each other and made a crisp knocking sound.

Igna blinked, with a "what the hell are you talking about" expression on his face.

"You know, during the period of passionate love, every time he thinks..." He turned the mouth of the bottle, and the body of the bottle shone brightly under the light of the fire, casting a small piece of light on Yingrun's fingers and the tiger's mouth, "Where can I have a smile?" With so much energy, I refused several times. Especially when the restaurant business is on the rise, I can't take care of him, and I don't have a chance to talk to him a few times during the day."

"Now he is indifferent to me. I'm not used to it. I want to take the initiative..." Snow-white slender fingers turned the glass bottle, "I can't say anything, and the distance between us is getting more and more distant." He took out the bottle neck .

"Tell me, will he be with someone else because of my refusal..."

Richer viciously slapped the entire neck of the flask into the round-bellied flask.

Igna was startled by the crisp sound of glass colliding, and straightened his back.

"Or, it's just because his courtship period has passed." Richer's face was full of resentment, "During the courtship period, I was impulsively looking for me, and now I don't have that impulse, so I've become cold to me .”

Igna lowered his eyelids, speechless for a moment.

"It shouldn't be, if that's the case, you won't be looking for others outside..." He turned the ampoule blankly and pushed it in.

"Do you think this is a kind of scum? If that's the case..." Richer gradually calmed down, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and he took out the ampoule, with a sound of "crack", the thin neck smashed against the edge of the table, There was a splash of glass shards.

Igna's waist and abdomen shrank suddenly, and his legs clenched subconsciously.

Just as he was about to speak, Richer looked at the rough broken part of the neck with a murderous look on his face, only the belly of the bottle was left in his hand.

"No more medicine, I know what to do."

Richel put the remaining bottle back on the table, and walked out of the shop in a good mood.

Igna still sat there blankly.

What did you say?What did he say?

Back at the restaurant, Richer did not see Adrian as expected.

Seeing that it was already dinner time, fortunately, Jacob had prepared the ingredients in advance, and waited for him to put them into the pot, greatly speeding up, and hurrying slowly, it was considered too late.

Adrian didn't know when he came back, he got into the bathroom as soon as he came in, Richel raised his head after a while, saw him wandering around, serving food courteously, and had long forgotten the existence of the reclining chair.

"oops!"

Richel was startled, not far away, Jacob scratched his hand while chopping fish, and cut a hole.

He quickly grabbed his hand and washed it with water, squeezed out the blood, sprinkled hemostatic powder on it, and wrapped it with a clean white cloth.

"Why absent-minded?" Richel asked.

Jacob shook his head, despondently silent.

"I'm tired recently, go back to the room and rest first."

Jacob raised his head in fear, his huge eyes reflected his shadow like a clear blue glass mirror.

"It's okay, I can do it alone." Richel patted his arm comfortingly, and urged him to go upstairs to rest.

After sending people out of the kitchen, Richel suddenly lost the urge to continue in the face of the smoke and fire in the kitchen.

Adrian came back after delivering the food and asked, "What happened to Jacob? What is he doing?"

Seeing no one answered, the octopus moved closer and asked again.

Richel still didn't respond, with a cold expression on his face.

Adrian was apprehensive, feeling that something was going to happen, but he didn't know what happened.

Why is the elf's mind so hard to guess.

He didn't know what happened, but he could feel that Richier was unhappy, and he followed people closely all night, and he could only feel relieved when he watched her.

Can't get rid of it.

Richel picked up the half-chopped fish that Jacob had chopped, raised the knife and dropped it, the kitchen knife collided with the chopping board, making a slightly dull blunt sound and the sound of bones breaking, and the remaining fish bones were cut into pieces, Ai Derian's back felt chilly, and he stretched out his wrists and toes for hooking.

Richel felt a little heavy on his left shoulder, and waved it away rudely, "Go away."

Probe left and right with your toes, and slip in from the neckline at the back of your neck.

Richel took a deep breath and tore the suction cups off his arms and legs from his back.

"Go back to where it belongs."

The arms and legs paused in the air, and finally understood, pried open the waistband of the trousers, and wandered all the way inside.

With a tight waist and abdomen, Richel silently raised the knife and turned to look at him.

Adrian immediately shrank his hands and stood obediently, showing a flattering smile.

All he got was a cold look.

After processing the fish, simply add some seasonings and colored soy sauce until it becomes pulpy, marinate for a while, after frying a plate of green vegetables, heat the oil in the pot to [-]% to [-]% hot, and slide the fish into the pot piece by piece .

The whole pot of oil rolls out a large group of oily flowers, wait until the surface of the fish has the color of frying, remove it with a colander, heat up the oil temperature, and fry it again.

After frying the fish, heat the oil in the pan, add ginger and garlic slices, and aniseed ingredients bought in the inner city, and only two grains are put in.Suddenly, a spicy and sweet smell filled the kitchen.

Adrian coughed twice from being provoked, and his face was immediately pushed aside by Richel's hand.

"Don't pollute the vegetables."

no more love.The octopus is going to be depressed.

Richel put the sun-dried red peppers into the pot again, Adrian couldn't bear it even more this time, and didn't want to go out of the kitchen, so he hid and watched from a distance.

Richel put the fish into the pot, poured wine, soy sauce, a little clear soup, salt, mushroom powder, covered the pot and simmered for a while, finally collected the juice on high heat, put it on a plate, and sprinkled green onion for decoration.

The recipe for this dish is simple. I originally wanted to practice Jacob's hands, but I didn't expect him to be injured.

"Bring the hot pot fish into room 255." Richel brought the oval wooden tray into his hand.

Adrian went to deliver the food as promised, and continued to nest next to Richel after returning.

When there were fewer customers, Richel had a chance to catch his breath. When he saw the tail that had been following him all night, he said angrily, "Why are you following me?"

"I was hot red."

"When did you learn how to be sympathetic?" He rolled his eyes and pushed him away to wash the vegetables.

"No, really, I just choked on it." He coughed twice as he spoke.

"You know that chili hot pot is very spicy, why are you posting it?"

"I'm afraid you will run away." He said bluntly, "Don't lie to me, I have this instinct."

"Intuition, do you really think of yourself as an animal? Do things rely on intuition."

"Darling, did you also get hot just now, talking so angry." Adrian touched his chin and reflected for a while, he hadn't provoked him recently.

"You just found out?" The corner of Richel's mouth twitched, before the anger in his heart came up, the grievance first flowed into his eye sockets, converging into a river.

Adrian panicked completely, raised his tentacles, hugged him and wiped his tears, "What's the matter, did that dwarf bully you again? I advise you not to let him stay here so kindly."

"Even if he bullies me, where are you? Where have you been wandering these days!"

"I went to the forest outside the city." Adrian said.

"What did you do in the forest?" Richel narrowed his eyes slightly, and the chocolate-colored eyes soaked in tears gradually became sharp and cold, "Stop telling me that you're just wandering around with such a bad excuse, why haven't I seen you like this before?" Positive, did you go to see someone?"

"No, who would stroll outside in such a cold day except me." Adrian hastily denied, after thinking about it, he was shocked, so he wouldn't suspect that there were other people outside.

"Honey, you can't slander me like that. I only go out because I want to exercise." The octopus swore with both hands and eight feet raised.

"What kind of physical exercise is it?" Richel looked disbelieving.

Adrian rarely showed a bit of coyness on his face, "A while ago, didn't you suspect that I was fat?"

As soon as the subject changed, he immediately promised, "After so many days of exercising, I must have lost weight. If you don't believe me, touch it." He said and grabbed his hand and put it on his waist.

Richel shook it off and gritted his teeth angrily, "Just because of this?"

"Otherwise, what's the reason?" Adrian accompanied him carefully, "Really, after exercising every day, the muscles have recovered and tightened, and it feels good to the touch."

"Really?" Richel was obediently grabbed by his waist this time, and he pulled hard with his thumb and index finger, and twisted half a circle clockwise as best he could.

The octopus' face was distorted with pain.

"It seems that there is still extra meat, do you want to practice again?"

Adrian's head was pounding like garlic.

Richel took a deep breath, "Stupid octopus!"

"Honey, what are you angry about?" He was still confused, "Don't you like my abs the most?" Now it's the same as before, why doesn't he like it anymore.

Richel was ashamed and annoyed, "Who likes your abs, I have them myself."

"Why have I never touched it?" Adrian was a little curious, staring straight at his waist.

This color octopus.

Richel took a deep breath, resisting the urge to smash his fist into the face that deserved a punch.

"Don't get in the way here, roll to the corner and nest with that egg."

Adrian hid resentfully in the corner, his eyes kept turning with Richel's busy figure.

Half an hour passed.

"Still lazy, haven't you seen the food yet! Serve it upstairs!"

Adrian jumped up immediately, dog-legged forward and backward.

Angrily, the corners of Richel's mouth could not be guarded, showing a hint of a smile.

As night gradually entered, Richer evenly spread the grains of barley on the grid cloth, and placed them in the pot with a slightly smaller cage.

The flames were blazing in the stove, and the walls of the iron pan were so warm that they were slightly hot to the touch, which could warm the temperature around the drawer.

In winter, when the room temperature is too cold, Richer uses this to accelerate germination.

The previous batch was sold out in less than half a day, earning nearly a hundred gold coins, and the production of a new batch of maltose was on the agenda again.

After getting everything ready, Richel clapped his hands and called Adrian over.

"Take a bath together?" Octopus hesitated, his bath water was a little hot.

"Is it useful to wash in the evening? After working all night, I'm covered in soot. If I don't wash, I can't sleep in my bed."

No one was more obliging than Adrian at the moment.

The bathroom door was closed, and when the octopus came out with the person in its arms, the morning light had already appeared.