At the beginning, Zhou Li arranged a carefully built wooden house for Ah Zi. Although the wooden house was not as large as Ah Zi's property in the city, it was much better than his two-story building to show off the Zhou Li’s sincerity.

Therefore, Azi usually eats breakfast in her own house in the morning. Small caravans flow in and out of Zisha Chamber of Commerce every day, so naturally they can buy a lot of food with local characteristics. With the cooperation between Zisha Chamber of Commerce and Goblin Farmhouse, The cooperation gradually deepened, and the relationship between Azi and Eluma became increasingly close. She also came over from time to time to have breakfast together.

After all, as a little goddess with all the skills except combat power, Eluma has a unique skill in cooking.

"Miss Don Quixote, I wonder if this breakfast is to your liking."

Zhou Li took the pan-fried buns on the side. He was not wearing a mask today, so he bit into it. A strong aroma of meat rushed straight into his throat. At this moment, he tasted the smell of home.

It's the same as the fried pancake restaurant downstairs, just put some meat sauce on it and it's meat.

After hearing Zhou Li's inquiry, Don Quixote, who was eating elegantly and quickly, raised his head like a hamster, moved his bulging cheeks twice, and then swallowed it all in one gulp.

"Very good, very good. Thank you very much for giving us such a rich meal."

A plate of roast beef, a plate of salad vegetables, and many snacks full of local characteristics. For the Hede family, which has been in debt for a long time, there is rarely such a good harvest except for training meals. Even as the future patriarch For Don Quijote, so much high-quality protein is considered a very luxurious food.

Yesterday, Don Quixote was in a bad mood and just ignored the meal sent by her cousin. But today she had already thought about it and came to talk to Zhou Li early in the morning. But because Zhou Li was arranging things for Heishu at that time. Not at home, Aluma, who was in charge of reception, saw at a glance that Don Quixote had not eaten, so he enthusiastically took her to have breakfast with him.

Very fragrant.

After holding back a comfortable burp, Don Quixote sat up straight and said seriously to Zhou Li: "Mr. Brave, after you finish your meal, I want to communicate with you privately. I have some questions. you."

"Don't always be you, you, you." Zhou Li chuckled, put down the fruit pancake in his hand, and replied with a little teasing: "In terms of age, Miss Tang is about five years older than me. In terms of experience, I am not as experienced as you. Miss Tang, please call me Zhou Li, it’s more cordial.”

"Okay." Don Quixote didn't hesitate at all and agreed directly: "Then let me go overboard, Mr. Zhou Li."

Zhou Li nodded, then stood up and brought Don Quixote to the conference room.

"Mr. Zhou Li, I would like to ask, do you know me?"

At the long table in the conference room, Don Quixote sat upright, staring at Zhou Li, trying to see something from his expression. But what made her regretful was that Zhou Li still maintained that expression. The standard expression of a slight smile, without any ripples, was not disrupted by Don Quixote's sudden question.

"Oh?" He raised his eyebrows and asked with interest: "What does Miss Tang mean?"

"Did you know me before this?"
Chapter completed!