svetikya Chapter 108
Chapter 108
"You used me to kill him!" Richel stared at him incredulously.
"Aren't you loyal to the king?" Adrian also frowned, feeling that things were not what he imagined.
"Sometimes I'm also very strange," Isaac said helplessly, "I always tell the truth, why no one believes me."
"What you said is completely different from what you did." Richel complained, his stomach still hurts now.
"I'm just a speculative egoist." He said innocently, "I like the balance to always be on my side. What's wrong with that?"
"West is dead, you don't have to kill him." Richer sighed, "He's just an ordinary person."
"Yes, an ordinary person. With my magic, I conquered countless enemies and became a unique great monarch in the history of the mainland. I served him for decades, and then for hundreds of years. Until I die, I may still be bound by him In frail bodies and weak wills."
Adrian suddenly came to his senses, and explained to Richel: "He once knelt before the king and swore an oath, in the name of the Creator God, to sacrifice his life and serve him."
"What's the use of this?"
"It's useless for magicians, it's just for fighting against beatings." Adrian said, "So he needs skeleton flowers to continue his life."
Richel thought of West's magic, the feeling of electric current passing through the body, it must be very painful.
Adrian also followed his gaze to the distorted face that was full of lifelessness, "Unless you die of old age, sickness, or your mysterious curse. Otherwise, any poison and damage applied to that old man will be transformed On Isaac."
For a moment, the figure of the great magician grew taller in Richel's eyes.
"Have the old and new grudges been resolved?" You Sa yawned, "Let's go home, elf, I miss your cooking."
Adrian hugged him tightly in his arms, without giving anyone a chance to spy, and headed towards the restaurant without looking back.
"Reston still has a lot of aftermath work to do, so there will be no two left here." Isaac's voice was as cool as Night Breeze.
"It's really a different treatment." You Sa sighed, obviously respecting the devil so much, and knowing everything.He was so indifferent to him, he chased away the guests as soon as he left.
"Let's go, we're done, we're going home to make a report."
Jino turned into a crow and jumped into You Sa's arms.
The white wings were covered with holy light again, and a hurricane rolled up on the ground, and the figures of the two were already in the sky.
Three months later.
"Welcome everyone to participate in the first hotpot competition in Kelexi Mainland!"
In the center of St. John's Square in Liberty City, there was a temporary platform, and Richel stood on it, overlooking the crowded crowd.
The eight major races are gathered here, and many races are coming from the entrance of the restaurant to participate in the hot pot competition.
"First of all, I would like to invite the youngest and most beautiful queen of the Human Empire, Her Majesty Tana, the spokesperson of the hotel and restaurant, to give a speech for the competition."
Crisp and loud voices resounded throughout the square, ribbons and banners fluttered around, and Chelsea beat the gong expressionlessly, adding more harsh noises to this autumn.
After a burst of warm applause, Queen Tana was led onto the stage by the great magician Isaac. Her graceful figure and sweet voice won the favor of all the men present and the jealousy of the women.
"Next, let's invite our city lord to give a speech for this competition."
With his left hand soaked in the water bag, the ugly slug looked like a sweet girl at the moment, walked to the center of the stage with a smile on his face, picked up the megaphone and gave a lecture.
Behind him, Adrian was lying on the horse of the statue of St. John, with his eight feet firmly attached to the walls, like a Sleeping Beauty who had just been rescued by a hero.
Seeing the people on the stage talk about the past from Richel's restaurant to the future, and from the future to the glorious history of her conquest of Liberty City, the octopus narrowed its eyes, looked at the sun in the sky, and stretched out a foot , With a "snap", the head of the statue of St. John was snapped off and fell off.
The ugly slug below screamed, covered its head, and walked down the stage in despair.
The game is finally about to start.
The number of participants this time was several times higher than any previous chopsticks training class, not to mention the public judges who served as judges.
Richer's purpose is still to promote the use of chopsticks. By the way, let's introduce the latest crops from other continents cultivated by their restaurant.
"Every contestant, please get ready before going to the designated position—especially a certain octopus sleeping on the statue, pay attention, if you don't come down, you will be disqualified." Richel smiled.
"Okay, our contestants are already in place, and the competition method is very simple. There is already a considerable amount of raw food on each table, and there is already broth in the pot in front of each contestant, and you can fry it on the basis of the broth And add various seasonings to make them your own unique pot base for hot pot."
"The taste of the finished product will be tasted and judged by our public judges. Whoever cooks the dishes with the best, most appropriate cooking time, the shortest time, and the most delicious dipping sauce for the judges will win the championship of our hot pot competition." ——An unlimited use card for any hotpot set meal for one year!"
Hearing this, the audience cheered unprecedentedly.
"Now I declare, the game—start!"
All of a sudden, everyone on the field was in a hurry to place the hot pot ingredients, adjust the heat to cook the hot pot, and the rows of townhouses and corridors on the side of the square were crowded with all kinds of races who joined in the fun.
The dragons fly above the square, carrying a beautiful elf, holding a loudspeaker stone to broadcast the latest news in real time, the cool voice echoes in the square together with the smell of hot pot.
When everyone was so busy that they had no idea, a certain octopus calmly raised its eight legs.
Adjusting the sauce with one hand, holding the plate with two arms and feet, and picking up hot pot ingredients with four arms and feet, I already know the cooking time of each dish in the pot, the calculation is extremely accurate, and I can spare two hands to tease the passing host .
Richer couldn't bear it any longer and grabbed the two arms and legs stretched out by the dark jab, threw them into the spicy pot, picked up the shovel and pressed down.
"Hot, hot, hot..."
"Honey--"
"Who is your dear, this contestant plays hard, don't try to get close to the organizer and try to go through the back door." Richer warned righteously.
"Are there still fewer back doors for me?" Octopus narrowed his eyes meanly.
Richel threw the hot red octopus feet into the pot again with a blank expression.
"Hiss... ah—"
The screams were earth-shattering, and everyone who heard it would shed tears of sympathy.
"It's okay, add some seafood flavor to the hot pot base." Richel clapped his hands, pointed at other people's pots with a spatula as an introduction.
The entire square had already been filled with tables of people, holding a pair of chopsticks in their hands.
"Your chopsticks are really standard."
"Really, I just learned it so that I can eat ingredients from another continent for free."
"Me too, this boss is really proud. Only those rich people can eat things from other continents. I dare say that most of the people present have never even seen them. I didn't expect him to give them all for free. Give those contestants Use it as practice material."
"I don't know if the boiled one is delicious or not, and if it tastes weird."
"Generally speaking, boiled ones are bland and not suitable for me. I like to eat roasted ones."
"Fried steak is the most fragrant, as long as you add butter, thyme and garlic, it is top-notch delicious."
"That's right. Such a thick steak, with oily flowers sizzling from the gaps in the meat, no need to add pepper, garlic and thyme added a lot of flavor while retaining the original beef flavor."
"Imagine the outer skin is fried with butter, and the beef inside is plump and juicy, tender and delicious when you press it with a fork."
"It doesn't need to be fried, it's best to eat with the bloodshot." The other person also nodded.
"Wow, wish I could eat a steak in Reston in my lifetime."
"The City of Liberty is not bad either. Now there are restaurants and dessert houses everywhere."
"Last time someone said that the golden fruit is not delicious... Oh, it's this one. You can't chew the middle, you can only eat the outer ones one by one."
The man took a bite and his eyes lit up.
"Who says it's not delicious if it's not sweet!"
The corn absorbs the flavor of the hot pot base, has its own crispness, and the fragrance of corn.
If you want light, you can have light, and if you want spicy, you can have spicy.
"What is this article?"
"The bean sprouts are also delicious."
"There are also potato chips and white radish. You must eat this. Vermicelli. I have never seen such a thing. I heard that it is made of potatoes."
"The colors are different, don't lie to me."
"Lie, I ate three plates of fat lamb rolls."
"Don't try to use that as an excuse to eat good food."
The hot pot competition in St. John's Square is held from before noon to night, and even vampires come to join in and drink soup secretly.
After they were full, they tasted a different one from the hot pot flavors of all the contestants.
In the end, Adrian won by a high vote.
"Honey, I will eat hot pot every day for the next year."
"It's a good idea, you eat what we eat." Richel ordered an attendant to collect the pots and wash them.
"Then my hot pot championship is meaningless." Adrian was dissatisfied.
"It's meaningful to others, and to you, it's all my own. Helping me save money is the greatest meaning."
Octopus was about to be dissatisfied, and there were a few people standing not far away, looking at him eagerly, wanting to ask him a few questions.
"Go ahead and enjoy being a champion for one night."
Richel sent people away and planned to continue looking for someone to collect things, but found that Hastings was already giving orders not far away, and everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.
"I'm so tired tonight." He twisted his neck and approached, looking for something to say.
Hastings saw him, nodded slightly, dismissed the interrogator, and said, "I'm not as tired as I was three months ago."
Before Richel was arrested, those people broke into the hotel and restaurant, and they didn’t lose much. On the contrary, the decoration on the first floor was damaged a lot, and the railings of tables, chairs were almost completely destroyed. It took them a long time to redecorate and start Discuss how to save the restaurant business that has been exploited by various forces and caused a collapse.
So Hastings proposed to start a hot pot competition.
White sugar is becoming more and more popular now, but there are still many delicacies from other continents, waiting for navigators to explore.
And Richel was definitely the one who discovered the fastest and most variety of crops among them.
"Mrs. Bernard is also in the square today. She wants to find time to talk to us about growing exotic crops."
"I will only cooperate with your aunt for the crops in the foreign continent. This is our previous agreement."
Richel said: "Believe me, after this hot pot competition, our restaurant's business will definitely reach unprecedented heights. And crops such as corn, potatoes, sweet potatoes, and tomatoes are our signatures. There is only one restaurant, and there is no branch."
"When they start to bring back seeds from other continents and plant them locally, climate and soil pests are waiting for them to overcome. And most importantly, Aunt Betty's products have already captured the entire city of Liberty, even Human. empire."
The timing of the market has not yet been revealed. Two years later, as the deliciousness of these crops spreads to thousands of households along with the reputation of restaurants, the reputation of Aunt Betty's farm will also resound throughout the continent.
"Now that the restaurant's business is on the right track, you can leave with peace of mind." Richel patted him on the shoulder and smiled with some reluctance, "Thank you for giving advice to the restaurant for so long and contributing a lot of great ideas. Help us cultivate a group of excellent attendants."
Hastings hesitated, and said, "I wrote yesterday to reject the invitation from the Earl's family."
"Why?" Richel was a little surprised, "This is a very good opportunity, you know, although I have the blood of the royal family, what I can do is still the work of an ordinary businessman. A businessman doesn’t have any noble titles.”
Hastings lowered his head, somewhat arrogantly.
"I found that even if I had to leave, I still couldn't worry about the restaurant, and I was thinking about this place."
"Actually, when I think about it carefully, I would beg my friends to introduce me to that job, as if I was just trying to save face. At least once, I made my own choice, not waiting for someone to abandon me, or passively choosing myself Things you don't want to do."
"But think about it carefully, as a person who is almost 30 years old, he still has such a childish and ridiculous idea." He raised his head in shame, "Boss, are you still willing to take me in?"
"It's not taking in, it's welcoming." Richel opened his arms and gave him a hug, "Welcome to the big family of the hotel and restaurant."
When he let go, he saw a smile on the face of Hastings, who had always been expressionless, and the light in the corner of his eyes.
And the jealous sight of the octopus that looks here from time to time not far away.
"Why are you so stingy?" Before going to sleep, Richel poked his wrist vigorously with his toe.
A row of pits of different depths and sizes under the soft and tenacious wrists and feet, leaving a pool of candlelight, wrapping the pink toes.
Adrian hugged him in his arms, and said pitifully, "My feet were burned by you. If you are in the mood to talk and laugh with other men, hold him and don't let go."
"You even eat vinegar from people in restaurants?"
"I'm not jealous, I'm just jealous."
"A meaning."
"Oh."
Seeing how pitiful he was, Richel poked him again, "Stand out those two feet and have a look."
Two red and swollen arms and feet were stretched out in front of him. Before, the skin was rough and fleshy, and they were very resistant to blows, but now they have suffered such serious injuries.
Richel rubbed him distressedly, "I should have brought some ice cubes just now."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt an irregular foot lurking behind his back.
Richel's forehead twitched, "It's about this time, what are you thinking in your mind!"
"Of course I'm thinking about what I should be thinking at this time." He said confidently.
"It's not too tiring to toss around every day." Richel was so angry that he threw away those two arms and legs, but he didn't expect that the injuries on them healed visibly.
Knowing how to trick him to win sympathy all day long, what else will this octopus do!
"Your courtship period is a little too long, when will it be over?"
"I don't know, every time I see you, I want to hug you and lean on you." The octopus kissed him physically, and his eight legs entangled him, and he didn't want to let go.
After a long time, Adrian lay on the bed, hugged him, thought for a long time, and replied seriously: "Maybe, it will last until the end of our lives. Please be prepared for this, dear."
Oh, this is a lifetime thing.
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Su Xici transmigrated into an ancient novel about a domineering president and became the housekeeper of the domineering hero Nan Gongran.
Nangong Ran is worth trillions, with a face like a sculpture, a stalwart figure, both parents died, childhood shadow, evil charm and arrogance, narcissism and passion, has a white moonlight who goes abroad and an uncle who covets property, and has all kinds of poisons.
Su Xici: Fortunately, there are few scenes.
As a semi-invisible tool man in the book, when the boss is around, he serves tea and water for the hero and heroine to clean up the room; 10 minutes.
But in real life, the tyrant's second-year middle school master is very good at things, constantly challenging his tolerance limit.
Nangong Ran took off his clothes from the door of the room to the bathroom, he couldn't see any mess, and picked them up one by one.
"You know, you like the smell of me."
Su Xici gave him the hard-earned schedule.
"It's all pushed, contact my private jet, book the presidential room at the Manliston Hotel, and you can accompany me to Europe to relax."
Su Xici has something to say.
"With my worth of 20 per second, I don't mind chatting with you for 1800 million."
Su Xi resigned.
Nangong Ran ridiculed three parts, three parts indifferent and four parts indifferent, raised his chin, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Susu, you are playing with fire."
Su Xici took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose: Can this neuropathy be given up on treatment?
"Don't make trouble, dear, wash up and wait for me on the bed before I go home."
Su Xici: ...
Wait, why is the script different?
Where is the hostess?
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Su Xici has deep-seated forbearance and elegance, and can always handle everything perfectly. He is restrained to the point of rigidity, always buttoning his clothes to the top, and always keeping an absolute safe distance from others.
The flamboyant chaebol wanted to use him to obtain information, belittled him, and fell in love with him.
The chalcedony-like Bingshan film king hates him for blocking his path of love, but eventually falls at his feet.
Su Xici was dismissive of this world, until one day, a guy who was arrogant and annoying declared to him: "All the good things in the world should belong to me, including you."
"Why?" He didn't belong to anyone.
"Just because you are the best existence in this world."
If you doubt this, I'd like to tell you ten thousand times.
For as long as you can remember, love the world once in a while.