Chapter 664: The strange Hanbag team

The unexpected and rapid development of things made me unable to find the right words to describe my joyful mood at this time. It was already approaching dusk as I returned to Adventurer Paradise with light steps.

Before I knew it, I had been looking for it all day. Time is really not a durable thing.

It's not dark yet, and if I go back to my lonely little tent now, I'll be too lonely for the rest of the day, so I'd better kill some time in the Adventurer's Paradise.

Speaking of which, although I ate a lot for breakfast, I forgot to eat lunch. Now that I think about it, I feel empty after running around all day.

Let’s find a restaurant first and fill our stomachs.

Thinking like this, I came to the restaurant in the morning. The pure wood carving door was filled with ancient Western style. As I pushed it open, the small yellow bell hanging on the door suddenly made a crisp sound. I was leaning on the chair.

The resting waiter hurried over.

When I looked inside, it looked very empty because it was still about an hour before the busy time for evening dinner. There were only two or three tables, and there were more than a dozen idle and yawning adventurers sitting there, teasing the poor people with their chopsticks.

of flies.

No wonder the waiters are so leisurely. They are probably conserving enough energy to cope with the busy dinner time. The shopkeeper will turn a blind eye to this kind of laziness.

I found a square table for three people near the corner and sat down, casually ordered a glass of juice, and in the silent gaze of the waiter, boxes of dry food for the little fox were placed one by one.

It seems like dark restaurants don’t have rules against bringing your own food.

I rolled my eyes at the wide-eyed waiter, flicked my thumb, and a tumbling gold coin fell in front of the waiter, and he quickly caught it with his hand.

"What are you looking at? Bring me two big bowls of white rice. You can't live without money."

The waiter rubbed his head, apologized repeatedly and left. He was a strange guest, and he made a conclusion in his mind.

After all, there is a huge difference in level between the little fox's cooking skills and that of Vilas. Vilas can prepare a month's worth of dry food for herself in one day, while the little fox can only prepare four or five days' worth of food for herself in one night. If she eats as usual,

If so, it can be eaten in a few days.

Therefore, we can only make a compromise and use these dry foods as food for meals, so that we can probably eat them for a month.

"..."

Okay, I'll be honest, actually... ahem, how should I put it, these braised pork, barbecued meat jerky and the like from Little Fox, I don't know if it's because they were made in a hurry, or because the taste of the fox people is too strong, but it just tastes a little bit to me.

Said salty.

But don’t worry, my cute and charming little Heavenly Fox Saint, I will not dislike you because of such a small flaw. Even if you just give me a bottle of salt, I will burst into tears and be grateful...

...make soup and drink it.

While eating the rice, at this moment, I was deeply moved by the kindness and gentleness hidden in the little fox's bones. My eyes closed involuntarily, and tears flashed on my eyelashes.

Eating it with rice, the taste... is still a bit salty. Whether these tears are caused by emotion or salted, I can't tell anymore, wuwu~~

This fox saint must have got the amount of salt wrong in a hurry.

When I wiped the corners of my eyes and opened them, I found that I was already being watched.

"Brother Alsace, the way you look when you are eating is really...well, tragic."

The first onlooker, the wizard Hans, tilted his head in confusion. After thinking for a while, he found a more suitable word to describe what I looked like just now.

"Thank you." I smiled sheepishly at the other party.

"..."

Huh? Did I praise him just now? Did I praise him just now?! Hans raised the tea table in his heart and complained in his heart like crazy.

Resisting the urge to complain about reality, Hans decided to divert his attention to ease his unruly complaining heart. He turned his eyes and fell on the table.

"Huh? Brother Alsace, what dish did you order? Why have I never seen it before?"

Looking at the several exquisite black square wooden lunch boxes with a Japanese style placed on the wooden table, as well as the various meat products neatly decorated inside, Hans said dissatisfied. Of course, this dissatisfaction was directed at the restaurant owner.

dispatched.

"Brother Hans, you misunderstood. This is...well, my wife prepared it for me."

I explained with a smile, thus resolving the restaurant owner's crisis. However, this guy was still sleeping soundly on the rectangular counter, so he probably couldn't feel my kindness.

Yep, I originally wanted to take advantage of this favor and let him give me a 10% discount on the glass of juice and several bowls of white rice I ordered.

"So that's it." Hans nodded thoughtfully, then showed an envious look.

"Has Brother Hans got a family yet?"

Seeing Hans's envious eyes, I couldn't help but blurt out a question.

"No." Hans replied indifferently.

I glanced at him in surprise. The adventurer who came to the second world must be at least fifty or sixty years old. Wouldn't it be very pitiful if he didn't have a family? Although Hans was wearing a cape and hat when we met twice,

I didn't see his face clearly, but the calm master temperament revealed from his body could attract many girls.

"For an adventurer, getting married... is a difficult choice." Under the cloak and hat, Hans' slight sigh seemed to come from behind.

I was stunned for a moment, then nodded silently.

Perhaps, before becoming an adventurer, marrying the one you love was something you didn’t have to think about, and was the happiest thing in life.

However, as an adventurer, you have to consider a lot. It would be okay if the other party is also an adventurer. The question is, if they are just civilians, can each other bear the pain of separation? Can the other party endure the longing for each other and the worry and fear?

Day?

From Hans's slightly sad answer, we can feel that it's not that he has never loved, but maybe he couldn't bear it, or the other person couldn't bear it, and finally chose to give up.

For adventurers, this is a really heavy topic.

But speaking of it, I was also an adventurer and married Veras and Sarah, who were still commoners at the time. However, I was a big fool at the time and didn't think about it that much. Even if I did, I just said "I'll be shameless in the worst case."

The naive idea of ​​"hanging around in the camp and working as an elder for the rest of my life" confuses the past.

"Can I sit down together?"

Hans suddenly opened his mouth to invite me.

"Oh, of course, please."

I quickly said, although it is a three-person wooden table against the wall, this kind of thick and heavy table considering the size of barbarians, for ordinary people like us, even if there is an extra chair on each side, it can seat six people.

It won't seem crowded.

"Then I won't be polite."

Hans sat down first. He didn't hate the druid in front of him who gave him a sense of mystery. Although his behavior of selling equipment yesterday indirectly caused his team to lose to the archenemy KFC, as a wise man

The wizard, Hans, will never take the grievances of losing to the other party.

"Hey, are there only five of you?"

After everyone sat down, I realized that there were exactly two people on each side, which meant there were six people in total including myself. Obviously, there was one less person in the Hanbag team.

"Oh, you mean Hannah? She wasn't with us early this morning, and I don't know what she was doing." Hans stopped and said with a smile.

"Don't mind it. Although my cousin has a weird temper and hates dealing with other people. She rarely speaks a word in a year, but she still has a good heart."

"Is this... like this?"

It's rare to say a word in a year. This is too exaggerated. It has simply surpassed the attribute of being speechless. For example, Princess Sanwu, although she doesn't like to talk, she cherishes her words like gold when speaking, but once it comes to

When you come to the field that interests her, she will use sentences without punctuation or paragraphs to drown you in the ocean of knowledge in one breath.

Hans sat down and put down his cloak and hat for the first time. I looked at him speechless for a long time.

How can I put it this way, the fiery red curly hamburger head, like Ricken's neat white beard and white hair, the sight is so strong that it can blind a dog's eyes, it is so shocking.

"This is an ancestral hairstyle."

Seeing me staring at his hair, Hans smiled as usual and explained.

He also knew that his current explosive hairstyle was in conflict with the wizard's erudite temperament, which aroused the curiosity of countless people from the beginning.

However, according to Hans, this is a concept passed down from generations of restaurant owners. It is a logo. A logo must be established. Not only should people think of this restaurant when they see the restaurant in front of them, but also when they see the restaurant's logo.

You must be able to relate to you at a glance. This is a sign.

Uh, how should I put it? Although this is indeed a very advanced and successful business philosophy in a place like Diablo, but... it is also very hard to complain about.

"Could your cousin Hannah be like this..." I suddenly thought of this and looked at Hans speechlessly again.

"That's not true. Girls in the family do not need to inherit this mark." Hans smiled slightly.

Fortunately, the ancestors of the Hans family were somewhat self-aware and knew that if the girls in the family had such hairstyles, they would definitely not be able to get married.

After talking for a while, Hans and the other four grown men all looked at the wooden box on the table with eager eyes.

Okay, I get it, stop looking at me with such disgusting eyes.

Food with the taste of home is indeed very tempting to these singles. I can still understand this because I have also been single.

Without saying a word, the five grown men turned the knives and forks in their hands into ten rays of light and shadow, swallowed them into their mouths, and then their movements froze at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, they waved to the waiter in unison again and spoke in unison.

"Little one, here are some bowls of rice."

"..."
To be continued...