"Gu" Betty's stomach growled, and her head dropped even further. She had been exercising all morning, and now she felt unbearably hungry.
Chen Ren smiled and pulled up his navigator, and they walked to the restaurant together.
Mira stood behind the iron plate and operated skillfully, and each delicacy was brought to the diners at the bar.
"Miss Mira, good afternoon. The restaurant you recommended to us yesterday was very good." He took the navigator and sat down at the bar, ordered a few dishes and then handed the menu to Betty.
"The finale soup is pretty good, right? It's simmered over slow fire to extract the umami flavor of the ingredients into the soup. Isinglass is also added to make the soup thicker. It's a very labor-intensive dish," Mira said with a beaming smile.
After doing it once, his tail swung behind him, and he could tell that he was very happy.
"When Betty came over yesterday, she also liked yesterday's thick soup." She kept pushing the shovel in her hand, and soon the cloud beast meat was placed in front of Betty. She quickly sensed that her friend was hungry.
"I think the coconut rice is good, soft, glutinous and sweet. I don't like the umami flavor of the soup very much. After all, I've eaten a lot of it." Chen Ren lowered his head and inserted a piece of steak, not noticing Mi Lai's hinting expression at all.
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"Okay, Mira, your hints are going to hit my face." The guest sitting aside put down the tableware in his hands, wiped his mouth with his handkerchief, and turned to face the young man.
"I am the owner of Yunman Island. As you can see, I love food. This is why Mira can work here. Now you are saying that you have drunk a lot of the soup that I personally developed, one of the signatures of our island.
I've read it all over, can you give me an explanation?"
Chen Ren turned to look at the man. He was well-dressed and well-proportioned. The two thick mustaches on his upper lips were also neatly groomed, showing elegance in every move.
Well, at least the moves are elegant.
"I've eaten it many times. It's the umami flavor in the soup, not the soup." He corrected the mustache's mistake.
"I am Chen Ren, an official hunter."
"Aman, since you are Mira's friend, you can call me Aman." The mustache was still waiting for the boy with a smile, waiting for the other party to give him an explanation.
If he can't give it, of course he won't be embarrassed. The diners naturally have the right to evaluate the taste of the food.
"Oman Island Master, I can recreate it for you in a short time. The delicious flavor of that thick soup. If it is completed, I would like to ask the Island Master to help me complete an unimportant request. How about it?" Chen Ren said with confidence,
Ignoring Mira's hints of blinking.
Unexpectedly, God help me, if the owner of Yunman Island helps to cover up the news, Sarn can disappear without a trace.
The disappearance of a low-level deacon would not trigger a large-scale investigation by the Rennes Chamber of Commerce, as it would in other places, but it would only be a formality on Yunman Island.
"Oh? You can use whatever ingredients you like tonight at eight o'clock. I'll wait for you here." The island owner of Aman wiped his palms with a handkerchief and left the bar to say goodbye to Mira.
"Chen Ren, why did you make that kind of agreement with him?" Mira was excited, her chest rising and falling violently, which attracted attention. Even her furry ears were stretched straight, and the fluff on the tips of her ears exploded.
"I need a promise from him. I originally wanted to go find him afterwards, but I didn't expect to meet him here. Don't worry, I'm sure about Xianwei." He said slowly, looking at Aman's leaving back.
Who wouldn’t know Goodman, who has been listed as one of the richest men in the Alliance’s East China Sea Journal several times?
As for why he reads this kind of journal, it is unknown.
"Girl, we can go free this afternoon. If he doesn't say anything, he will disappear on Yunman Island." Chen Ren spoke softly and stroked the navigator's hair with his hands.
From now on, Betty lowered her head to eat without saying a word. The thought of facing the culprit who might have caused her miserable life and pretending that nothing had happened was not a pleasant feeling.
Putting the last bite of animal meat into his mouth, the navigator raised his head and looked at his captain with a bright smile.
"Hey, hey, I really want to hear something terrible. We are friends after all. I can help with the fight." Mira broke the warm atmosphere between the two and raised her forearms to show off her arm muscles.
, and his body shook twice, showing that he was good at fighting.
They are obviously friends, but they seem to be hiding something from themselves.
Betty laughed out loud and stretched out her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes. She always felt that Mira was so naive and cute sometimes.
"Haha, Mira, we'll see you tonight." Chen Ren turned around and walked out of the restaurant.
Betty used her ability to float across the iron plate, hugged Mira tightly, and rubbed her big tail dishonestly with both hands.
It’s exactly what the captain said, it’s fluffy, soft and super comfortable.
"See you in the evening, Mira." Before leaving, he pinched the big ears that kept moving on top of her head.
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After sitting in the vacation house that was originally agreed upon in advance, the briquettes flew high in the sky and always paid attention to whether there was anyone else around Sann.
Although he might not take action today, he still prepared for the worst.
The door of the "Ding Lingling" holiday house opened, and a middle-aged man in a suit and leather suit carrying a briefcase walked into the holiday house. He glanced around and walked straight to the only table.
"Saan" his voice was low and steady, giving people a sense of reliability. At the same time, he stretched out his right palm as if to shake hands.
Chen Ren looked up and down, and was attracted by the scars on his hands. The sword wounds penetrated the entire palm, and there were calluses in the tiger's mouth and in the palm. This palm was not like an ordinary deacon's, but rather like a swordsman's.
"Chen Ren, let's talk about this." He stretched out his hand and held it together. It was rough and dry, and the calluses were real.
Who is he? Did he find out and we are going to take action today? My thoughts were running through my mind and I decided to hold him steady first and wait for the investigation results of Coal Balls.
"Let's get started. You have to confirm your membership in person, so you are doing your duty."
"The Chamber of Commerce needs it." After saying this, 'Saen' took out a parchment from his briefcase and filled in Chen Ren's name and membership badge serial number, and the traces slowly disappeared.
"This is?" Chen Ren pointed at the parchment scroll with a puzzled expression. It looked like the method used by the Night Crow Organization in the Red Maple Country to deliver messages.
"Correspondence parchment, used to apply for your membership." 'Saen' had an expression on his face throughout the whole process, and he didn't look like a businessman at all.
He curled his lips secretly, even if he was lying, didn't he know how to find someone similar to himself?
Such a cheap scam, what on earth did the other party think?
Passed, two big words appeared on the parchment.
‘Saen’ handed the black star badge in his hand to Chen Ren and said at the same time: “This is a one-star low-level membership certificate, please keep it.”
This was when the briquettes flew into the holiday house, chirped twice, and landed on the shoulders of Betty, who had been bowing her head and saying nothing.