Fei Shu noticed that Moriarty and Holmes were staring at him. After all, after his reincarnation, he discovered that he seemed to have gained some magical abilities, such as the ability to detect the gazes of others. Even if others were secretly looking at him, to Fei Shu, it was as obvious as if they were standing right in front of him.
However, Flying Squirrel didn't care. He was already used to it. In fact, when he ate in this restaurant, he often encountered strange customers. Many of them would secretly look at him. He even met a yellow-skinned rat that shocked him, even though it only took a little bit of his HP.
However, this also left a very deep impression on Fei Shu, so he completely gave up on the idea of delving into this restaurant. In any case, he just treated it as a meal.
"Mr. Fei Shu, how have you been recently?" Chen Ze walked out of the kitchen with a plate of skewers in his hand.
Betty followed behind him and placed a plate of skewers in front of Holmes and Moriarty, attracting their attention.
"What's this?" Holmes looked at the skewers in front of him, a little surprised.
"Mr. Holmes, this is the skewers that the manager specially asked me to bring to you. It's a complimentary gift. Please enjoy." Betty stepped aside with a smile, then quickly went into the kitchen. Chen Ze had left a plate of skewers for her in the kitchen.
"A complimentary gift? Mr. Manager, you're really in high spirits. " Moriarty smiled, and deliberately showed off the Eastern language that he had learned in front of Holmes.
"Oh, of course. After all, every moment of the night is worth a thousand gold." Holmes glanced at Moriarty in disdain. Ever since he was mocked by Moriarty for not knowing how to use chopsticks, Holmes had made up his mind to study the culture of that magical country in the East.
"Oh? What can be said is not the same. "Moriarty put down his teacup and looked at Holmes with a cold smile.
"Heh, a good name, a very good one." Holmes picked up a skewer, took a bite, and nodded in satisfaction.
Ever since he had tried Chen Ze's food, Holmes had grown tired of Mrs. Hudson's fish and mashed potatoes. He even felt that the food he ate in London was just filler. Only the food he ate at Chen Ze's was the real deal.
"Interesting. Then, have you read Sun Tzu's Art of War?" Moriarty felt a little tongue-tied. Everything about that magical eastern country was good, and its cultural heritage was very deep. It was just that its name was a little difficult to pronounce.
"Besieging Wei to rescue Zhao, crossing the sea by deception?" Holmes glanced at Moriarty. It seemed that this guy had also read Sun Tzu's The Art of War. He had to admit that the Easterners were really scary to be able to come up with these tactics so early.
"Hahahaha, then do you want to play a round of Chinese chess?" Moriarty smiled and ran his fingers lightly over his cane. He wanted to see how good this great detective was.
"Sure. You go first or I go first?" Holmes nodded. He had studied Chinese chess as well.
"Then I'll go first." Holmes and Moriarty began to play a game of verbal chess.
Chen Ze was a little speechless. He glanced at Holmes and Moriarty, who were playing verbal chess, and shook his head. He then continued chatting with Flying Squirrel.
Chen Ze did not want to say anything about these two freaks. Besides, weren't these two guys English? How could they play chess so skillfully without using a physical chess set?
Chen Ze felt that he might be a fake Hua Xia.
"Mr. Store Manager, are those two playing chess?" Flying Squirrel looked at Holmes and Moriarty with interest. The two Westerners were crossing their arms and talking about the moves as if they had a chessboard in their heads.
"Yes, they are playing chess." Chen Ze's mouth twitched.
"Interesting. So, Mr. Store Manager, if you were me, what do you think you would do?" Flying Squirrel smiled with his chin wide open.
"Hmm … Actually, I think you're just fighting with the air." Chen Ze touched his chin. Flying Squirrel had just talked to him about the problems in his world.
Chen Ze felt that according to the progress of the anime, Flying Squirrel should have finished off the lizardmen and was preparing to go to the Empire to collect information.
Needless to say, the anime Undead King was quite interesting. Even the Dihua came from this anime. However, when Chen Ze watched it, he felt that Flying Squirrel was fighting with the air.
However, he heard that other players appeared in the later chapters of the novel, although they were not as strong as Flying Squirrel.
"It's always good to be cautious." Flying Squirrel shrugged and took a skewer of meat. He stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it.
"I have a feeling that you have a good relationship with a certain cautious hero." Chen Ze was a little speechless. However, there was nothing wrong with being cautious.
"A cautious hero?" Flying Squirrel was interested.
"Yes, but he has never been to my restaurant. I think that even if he saw my restaurant's teleportation door, he probably wouldn't come in." Chen Ze touched his chin. According to Shen Yong's plan, when the other party saw the teleportation door, he would probably use all kinds of magic. When he realized that he could not destroy the door, he would take a detour.
However, if that was the case …
Then, was it possible that his teleportation door in Shen Yong's world had taken a whole set of magic?
Chen Ze felt that the possibility was very high.
"I still want to get to know him." Flying Squirrel was a little disappointed. According to Chen Ze's words, he felt that this person was indeed very cautious.
"Yeah, I think you and the Adorable King should have a common language." Chen Ze nodded. After all, they were not humans. It was not strange for them to have a common language.
"I feel that your restaurant is quite interesting. Mysterious guests often come in." Flying Squirrel smiled and took another sip of the remai.
"Hmm …" Chen Ze looked at Flying Squirrel. 'Is this guy not sensitive to my identity?'
"Phew, it's about time for me to leave. Otherwise, I'll be in trouble." Flying Squirrel finished the remai in one gulp and put the cup down. He then took out a ring and placed it on the table.
"What's this?" Chen Ze was a little curious. He had seen the ring that Flying Squirrel used before. It was the Ring of Wishes.
"This is a gift. It's the Blessing Ring of the Goddess of Luck. Mr. Store Manager, congratulations on your marriage." Flying Squirrel smiled.
"How did you know?" Chen Ze was a little confused.
"Betty told me." Flying Squirrel shrugged.
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