"Sir, are you full?" Chen Ze smiled happily, his eyes squinting.
"Of course, I'm full. This is the first time I've eaten so much in a while. This red braised pork tastes really good." Raphael touched its stomach with a satisfied look.
"Okay, sir. You've eaten a total of 32 sets of red braised pork, so you need to pay for the meal." Chen Ze smiled even more happily.
Raphael was stunned. Of course, it knew that it had to pay to eat in the restaurant. After all, it was the same rule in the city of the orcs.
But the problem was that Raphael had no money.
Raphael touched its pocket. There were only a few copper coins there. It was definitely not enough to pay for so many sets of delicious dishes.
Raphael was not naive enough to think that 32 sets of red braised pork could be settled with just a few copper coins. After all, the taste was better than many restaurants in the capital.
"Uh … Well, I don't have money. Can I pay in other ways?" Raphael put its palms together and looked at Chen Ze pitifully.
"Of course, sir. We also accept ingredients from your place to pay. According to the quality and quantity of the ingredients, I'll give you a satisfactory answer."
Chen Ze felt a little awkward. It was not because the other party did not have money to pay. Besides, Chen Ze's original idea was to pay for the meal with ingredients.
What made Chen Ze feel awkward was that he could not figure out the gender of this angel-like creature. It was a man, but its tone and appearance were very much like a woman's.
And if it was a woman, then it had an Adam's apple.
"Ingredients …" Raphael stroked his chin. He definitely didn't have any ingredients with him.
"I don't have ingredients with me now, but can I ask, do you want any ingredients?" Raphael asked a question.
"Yes, as long as it's from your place." Chen Ze nodded affirmatively.
"That's good." Raphael breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, Chen Ze watched in shock as Raphael broke off the two pairs of wings on its back and placed them in front of him.
Chen Ze swallowed his saliva. The two pairs of wings were still warm, and there were some bloodstains at the base of the wings.
"This …" Chen Ze pointed at the two pairs of wings, and then looked at Raphael. He was a little confused now.
"You don't know?" Raphael looked at Chen Ze strangely.
Originally, it thought that Chen Ze knew about this matter, so he asked for the ingredients.
"I am a Four-winged Dyke. The wings on my back are also ingredients."
"Besides, if it weren't for your human slavers, I wouldn't have fallen to the point where I have to use my wings to repay my debt." Raphael's eyes were filled with anger.
"Then why are you still so normal after seeing me?" Chen Ze reached out and touched the pair of wings. There were some bones, but the rest was flesh.
"Because you don't seem to be from our world."
"That's the reason?"
"Alright, the main reason is that the magic here is suppressing me. I'm not strong enough, so I don't dare to attack."
Chen Ze nodded in satisfaction and put down the kitchen knife at the side.
After hearing that Raphael had a grudge against humans, Chen Ze silently raised the kitchen knife. After all, he was also a human. What if Raphael suddenly attacked him?
"Take back your wings. They're useless to me. If I use them to cook, I feel very awkward." Chen Ze pushed the wings back.
"But I can't let you eat for free. How about this, you answer a question of mine, and bring enough ingredients the next time you come." Chen Ze sighed.
He didn't have much left in his bank account, and now he had to buy expensive pork. If this continued, he would go bankrupt sooner or later.
"Ask away." Raphael took the wings. With a flash of light, the wings returned to their original position.
"Are you a man or a woman?" Chen Ze was really curious. He even wanted to ask if Raphael was a crossdresser.
"In our race, we don't have a gender before we find a partner. Only after we find a partner will we determine our gender." Raphael was even more certain that Chen Ze wasn't a human from his world.
This kind of thing was basically known by the entire Positive Plane.
"Alright, then remember to bring enough ingredients the next time you come." Chen Ze put the dishes back into the kitchen. He felt that he had suffered a great loss.
"You're really okay with letting me go?"
"Hurry up and go. Before I change my mind, I'll cut off your wings." Chen Ze looked at Raphael's wings with a dangerous gaze.
He had already thought of how to eat these wings. Fry them, barbecue them, sprinkle them with cumin. The child next door would cry again.
Raphael fled in defeat.
Chen Ze rubbed his head. He really didn't have the courage to treat an intelligent creature that was talking to him a second ago as an ingredient. That would be too awkward.
Chen Ze looked at the door that Raphael pushed open. He finally understood how this otherworldly visitor came in.
"Did I close the door last night? Did I close it? Didn't I close it? "Chen Ze looked at the padlock next to the door. He was very conflicted.
Chen Ze returned to the kitchen and started washing the used utensils.
"Sigh, after so much effort, I still haven't settled the otherworldly ingredients."
"And my pork has been eaten up. Really …" Chen Ze sighed. Perhaps he would be able to file for bankruptcy in a few days.
"Owner, 20 Buffy." The gloomy voice made Chen Ze shiver involuntarily. He was still not used to the way these powerful beings communicated.
They had mouths. Did they have to use telepathy to communicate?
Chen Ze poked his head out to take a look. As expected, Undead Lord Stan was here again.
This time, he directly used the gloomy old man's appearance to sit on the chair. It seemed that he didn't have to worry about whether he would miss out on the food.
"I also brought some ingredients that you might be interested in." Stan reached out his hand and took out three ingredients from the space beside him. He placed them on the ground.
Chen Ze was overjoyed. The otherworldly ingredients that he had been thinking about day and night had finally been settled.
"Okay, customer, please wait a moment." Chen Ze opened the freezer and started to prepare the Buffy items.
Stan sat in the dining room silently. He didn't know why, but ever since he ate the dish here last time, the thing called Buffy, he was filled with a desire to eat.
"How long has it been … since I had such an amazing dessert." Stan looked in the direction of the kitchen with blank eyes. He knew that the things he wanted were there.
Buffy was already a very simple dessert for Chen Ze. After a while, Chen Ze took out five servings of Buffy and returned to the kitchen to continue making the rest.
The five servings didn't trigger any special effects, but Chen Ze didn't care about that anymore.
Stan picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful into his mouth. The familiar sweetness instantly filled his taste buds.
Such a familiar yet strange feeling.
As an undead, even a powerful Undead Lord like Stan would lose something. That was the law of the negative plane.
Stan had lost his sense of taste. All the food in his mouth was tasteless.
But, here, he regained his sense of taste.
Stan ate with satisfaction.
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