"Eh? Don't you think that Mr. Store Manager is cooking a little slow today? " Sebastian glanced at the kitchen doubtfully. Usually, the dishes would have been served by this time.
"Why do you care about this? Eat your food." Dragan rolled his eyes. Dragan felt that it was because Sebastian had asked for too much, so the store manager was cooking slowly.
"I'm just curious. After all, it doesn't take too long to make barbecue," Sebastian replied.
Riesel didn't bother with his two companions. He was eating hotpot and was sweating profusely.
"Betty, come in and serve the dishes." Chen Ze clapped his hands and finally finished cooking the barbecue that Sebastian had asked for. It seemed that it was better not to be distracted when cooking in the future.
"Sorry, there was a problem with the barbecue I made before, so I made a new one for you." Chen Ze came out with a smile.
"It's okay, store manager. By the way, do you want a dragon egg?" Sebastian looked at the barbecue on the table and swallowed his saliva.
"Dragon … dragon egg?" Chen Ze looked at Sebastian in shock.
So you are a woman?
Sebastian understood Chen Ze's eyes. He was a little speechless, but he still explained.
"Don't think too much. Recently, the White Dragon has a few more dragon eggs. Even if such dragon eggs are hatched, they will still be wild beasts."
"I see … Well, give me one." Chen Ze nodded. He was definitely very interested in dragon eggs. In fact, Chen Ze was also very interested in dragon meat, but he didn't have a way to get it yet.
"Well … Mu-Mu … It's delicious!" Sebastian said as he stuffed the barbecue into his mouth.
Chen Ze smiled and didn't continue to disturb Sebastian and the other two dragons. He went straight to the kitchen. He wanted to find out the specific method of cooking Beggar's Chicken.
"Jussel, where's your wife?" Sebastian curiously asked his friend while eating barbecue.
"Her? She's been staying at her father's house for a while. She said that she wants to recuperate. "Jussel didn't care at all. Now, he was liberated.
"Laying eggs doesn't require nourishment. Did you guys quarrel?" Dragan glanced at Jussel.
Since when did dragons need to specially nourish their bodies when laying eggs? Dragan said that he had never heard of such a thing.
"Hmm … She told me that she wanted to eat Earth-shaking Beef, but I was in a hurry to come here to eat hotpot, so I told her that there would be a next time. It's not a big deal." Jussel raised his head, and the corners of his mouth were covered in red chili oil.
"I think there might be something wrong with the patriarch's vision." Dragan looked at his old friend, a little speechless.
"Sigh, what did the store manager say? Steel Dragon! "Sebastian added in exasperation.
"Shut up, you two single dragons." Jussel used sarcasm, and it was very effective.
"I see … I think I need to get some lotus leaves tomorrow, and then buy some mud and cotton thread. That's all." Chen Ze clapped his hands. He had to admit that it was very easy to cook Beggar's Chicken.
But this was normal. The most basic Beggar's Chicken didn't need any seasoning. It just needed to be cooked like this, and the Beggar's Chicken would have a hint of lotus leaf fragrance.
"Then I'll buy what I need tomorrow, and then I can make Beggar's Chicken." Chen Ze yawned, and then he heard Sebastian ask for ten more Argentinian barbecued meat.
"Okay, coming right up," Chen Ze responded in the kitchen. It seemed that he had to be busy for a while before closing the door.
"Phew …" Zhu Guangming slumped on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling.
There was no progress in the investigation. Although he had some clues, it was obvious that these clues would have no effect on those big shots, let alone arouse public anger and then put these sanctimonious guys on trial.
"I didn't expect Jennifer to die in a car accident. They probably did it, but they did it very cleanly …" Zhu Guangming rubbed his eyebrows. These shameless guys were far more troublesome than he thought.
However, Zhu Guangming felt that he needed to solve the problem he was facing at present. Otherwise, he didn't know whether he could continue to live, let alone continue to investigate the case.
"They said I violated the entry rules, and now they want to expel me. Although I'm temporarily hiding, eating is also a problem …" Zhu Guangming suddenly thought of the magical restaurant he went to last time. He had done an investigation.
The appearance of the magical restaurant was a complete mystery, but according to the results of Zhu Guangming's video, as long as you entered the restaurant, the door would disappear, and then when you came out, the door would appear and then disappear again.
Zhu Guangming took out the tobacco and rolling paper. After hesitating for a while, he put them back. He planned to go to the magical restaurant to relax himself.
"Store Manager, I'll bring you the White Dragon's egg next time, and this is the cost of this meal." Sebastian was very satisfied with the meal. He had eaten forty portions of barbecued meat this time, and he felt that his stomach was full of barbecued meat.
Sebastian took out a bag from his arms. There were three Ice Sea Fish in it. It seemed that this was the cost of the three Dragons' meal, but Chen Ze was also very satisfied. After all, Chen Ze felt that the more Ice Sea Fish, the better.
"You're welcome to come again next time!" Chen Ze smiled and waved his hand.
Rissel didn't follow Sebastian out, but stopped to ask Chen Ze, "Oh yeah, Store Manager, I might be going to an auction soon, is there anything you want to buy?"
"Auction? What kind of things? " Chen Ze's eyes lit up. He really wanted to buy some ingredients from the Otherworld. After all, Bill's beef tasted very good.
"Store Manager, I'm here to disturb you again." The door was pushed open, and Zhu Guangming walked in. Chen Ze's mouth twitched. He was about to close the door.
"It's a slave auction," Rissel said.
Then, Zhu Guangming's expression changed, and he closed the door instantly. Betty was stunned. Betty didn't understand at all. She just walked in. Why did this customer who came last time look like he saw a ghost?
"Did I cause you any trouble?" Rissel looked at the restaurant's wooden door strangely.
"It's nothing. I guess the gas in the house leaked." Chen Ze smiled and didn't care.
However, he was quite concerned about Rissel's words. A slave auction … But he didn't need any slaves. One waiter in the restaurant was enough, and he wasn't a slave owner.
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