"Betty, thank you." A succubus in tattered clothes tightened her clothes, even though it was useless.
"Lindsay, how did you get captured by humans? You're a succubus with fire affinity." Betty looked at her friend in confusion. When she saw her friend's name on the brochure of the auction, she thought that she had misjudged her.
"The Flame Demons attacked us, and I was captured …" Lindsay sighed. Before she could finish her sentence, Betty understood what had happened.
The Flame Demons were a bunch of big guys, and had no interest in the bodies of succubi. Instead of wasting food to raise a succubus captive, it was better to sell her to slave merchants.
"It's so cold, Betty, how did you …" Lindsay followed Betty into her house. Although she had heard about her friend's situation on the way here, she was still shocked when she saw it.
This was the main plane. Betty, a succubus, was living so well without relying on human nobles. This was simply not magic.
After all, many clergymen of the Church of Light did not mind sending a succubus like Betty to the stake.
"There are many reasons. Anyway, you can stay here. Don't you plan to go back to the tribe?" Betty found an empty room.
"Why would I go back? The tribe did not come to ransom me. It means that they have given up on me." Lindsay shook her head and sat on the bed.
"Okay, then take a rest and change your clothes. I'm going to work ~" Betty was about to close the door. She knew very well what slave merchants were like. She also knew that she had just been freed from that hell, and what she needed most was time to heal her wounds.
"Betty, it's so cold …" Lindsay touched the windowsill. There was still ice on it.
"Lindsay, it's spring ~" Betty closed the door with a smile.
Betty walked to the basement and looked at the door that had appeared in the middle again. She smiled happily, changed her clothes, and walked in.
The familiar sound of wind chimes, the familiar place, and the familiar manager made Betty feel at ease.
"Betty? You came at the right time. Come, sit down and eat. "Chen Ze sat in the empty restaurant and slowly gnawed on a drumstick.
"Hey, manager, is there no business today?" Betty wiped her mouth and quickly sat down on a chair. She put on a pair of gloves and began to chew on the hot fried chicken.
"Yes, only two left." Chen Ze felt a little helpless. Freymea begged him with teary eyes, and he really couldn't bear to refuse.
Then, Alyssa returned Chen Ze's gold coins. Chen Ze now had another sum of money.
"What about you? Did today's auction go well? "Chen Ze took a big gulp of iced cola.
"It went well. Thank you, Store Manager." Betty didn't expect Lindsay to sell it for 9,000 gold coins.
"If you didn't give me twelve thousand gold coins, I wouldn't have been able to buy it." Betty patted her chest with a little bit of lingering fear.
When Lindsay saw her at the auction, the look of surprise and joy in her eyes, as well as the look of anticipation in her eyes at the end of the bidding, made Betty feel especially stressed.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I only gave you 8,000 gold coins. Remember that. "Chen Ze rolled his eyes and took a look at his phone.
"I'll go get it." Chen Ze went out of the small door. The express delivery had arrived.
Betty looked at the plate on the table. There were four drumsticks on it.
"I'll eat one. If I eat any more, there won't be any left …"
"The last one! I swear! "
"Why can't I control my hands!"
The corner of Chen Ze's mouth twitched as he looked at the empty plate. He took a deep breath. Fortunately, he was prepared. Otherwise, he might not be able to eat his fill at noon.
Chen Ze put Hastur's things in the basement while thinking about what to cook today.
Then, Chen Ze remembered a dish that he and his roommates would order when they went out to eat teppanyaki. It was garlic eggplant.
At first, Chen Ze refused because Chen Ze didn't like garlic. The strong garlic taste was simply too memorable.
Especially after eating garlic, his words would carry its own flavor. It was irresistible …
However, Chen Ze's view of garlic completely changed after eating a mouthful of garlic eggplant. He had to admit that garlic was indeed an important part of Hua Xia cuisine.
Chen Ze took out an eggplant. After washing it, he cut it in the middle and set it aside.
Although the garlic eggplant could also be steamed, Chen Ze still preferred to roast it. He always felt that the eggplant cooked in this way was especially fragrant.
Chen Ze minced the garlic and began to make the most important seasoning. Eggplant itself didn't have a strong flavor. If the seasoning wasn't good enough, it would affect the quality of the dish.
Fortunately, Chen Ze's sense of smell was more sensitive. After two simple attempts, he made the first serving of garlic eggplant.
[You made a normal garlic eggplant. Home cooking experience increased by 5 points.]
[Home cooking newbie leveled up.]
[Home cooking expert: Your sense of smell is more sensitive.]
Chen Ze rubbed his nose. He felt that the smell of spices in the air had become stronger. He could even smell some of the spices in the basement.
Chen Ze silently touched the stone slab. Under the effect of the nose protection spell, he didn't want to sneeze so much.
However, Chen Ze was still very fond of this reward because he could now smell if there was something wrong with the ingredients he had just mixed.
"Okay, let's make the next serving." Chen Ze rubbed his nose. The next serving would definitely be better.
"Welcome to Dream Restaurant, Master Stan." Betty's voice came from the living room, letting Chen Ze know who the guest was.
"Let's make the Buffy first." Without needing Betty to say anything, Chen Ze started to make the Buffy. After all, Stan loved Buffy.
"There's a concert tomorrow," Stan suddenly said.
"Concert? Feng Yue? "Chen Ze was stunned, but he quickly understood what Stan meant.
"What do you think?" Stan's words were as short as usual.
"No, I told her to take it slow at first, but she insisted on having a concert." Chen Ze brought out five Buffy.
"Then she asked her subordinates to go down and watch." Chen Ze's lips twitched. He felt that it was very tiring to talk to Stan because Stan was always very short.
But it looked like Hastur was not as calm as he said. Was she asking Stan's subordinates to go to the concert?
Who was the one who said that an empty concert would stimulate the idol group?
But for some reason, Chen Ze suddenly wanted to go to the concert in this different world. He wondered what it would be like.
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