Octopus Online Feeding Guide

Chapter 89

When the plate was served, the ladies finally lost their enthusiasm when they saw the white dough.

The only eye-catching thing is the whiteness, which is pure and flawless. It has been seen in the previous fried buns and dumpling skins, and it is no longer unusual.

There is only a small piece in the small plate in front of each lady's table. Before I taste it, my nose has already caught the aroma of the crushed pine nuts.

The ladies gracefully pick up the dim sum with their hands and take a light bite.

The white teeth touched the softness of the dough, exuding the fragrance of wheat.Between the layers, besides the nutty tar aroma of pine nuts, there is also a special taste.

It is as dense as lard, lighter than honey, and softer and more delicate than butter. There is also a subtle herbal aroma between the rolling lips and teeth on the tip of the tongue.

"I've never tasted this kind of taste, is there any plant juice added?" Mrs. Alice looked at the snack curiously.

"A kind of vine in the Morgan Ferrer Grand Canyon. The juice squeezed out is white, with a fragrant aroma. I have tried the dessert made from it."

"Unfortunately not, it's just the fat of the goose in Mrs. Elise's kitchen," explained Richel.

"Such an ordinary thing? How is it possible."

"But there is no fishy smell of poultry." A lady wondered.

"Indeed, that's the beauty of goose fat."

"I'm going to fall in love with you, why did I think of these foods." The lady next to him looked at him with bright eyes and a kind expression.

"Discover the deliciousness that ordinary people can't see, and then make a genius-like reasonable combination to create such a brilliant and delicious food."

"It's like taking a wonderful trip, which is breathtaking."

Ladies and gentlemen, even the person who just said that he sold breakfast in violation of religious rules looked at him with admiration.

Richel took the opportunity to take out the prepared wood chip, on which the name of the restaurant and the address at the entrance of Reston had been engraved, circled with a circle of colorful forget-me-not patterns, and painted with black ink, which looked exquisite and beautiful.

This is his business card.

After today, more than a dozen earls or marquises began to notice Reston, a restaurant that was gaining popularity among young people, and occasionally they would invite Richel to the manor to prepare a banquet when there was a dinner party.As we ate and ate, word spread, and more and more people knew about this magical restaurant.

Gradually, the reputation of the restaurant, like the sudden summer, came into everyone's field of vision and affected their lives.

Aristocrats with money and leisure began to walk into the restaurant with their friends and with a curious attitude.

The flags and signs of the hotel and restaurant had already been hung at the entrance of the store, and the beauty screen became the ordering area. After specifying the screen, they went to the newly renovated third floor and were directly led to the private room next door.

The style of private rooms on the third floor is similar to that on the second floor, but more exquisite.

The walls had a coat of putty and a bright yellow paint that complemented the dark brown wooden frame of the wall trim nailed into it.

There was an extra layer of white gauze outside the curtains, and the forged iron model of the Knights Legion hammered out by the dwarves was placed above the fireplace. A circle of tassels hung from the tablecloth, and a vase of dried flowers was placed in the middle, with a white shell at the bottom.

There's been a new fad in Reston lately.

Eat breakfast.

This is a new way of keeping in good health. According to Lichel's promotional statement, let yourself supplement nutrition once a day to reduce the occurrence of diseases.

Eat a good breakfast and live a healthy life.

Do not believe?There is Mrs. Alice to publicize her experience to everyone.

So, after praying in the monastery in the morning, they will definitely take a detour to eat dim sum at the hotel and restaurant in Charlie Street, paired with a bowl of their millet porridge, wonton, or fish ball soup, and the table is full.

Ladies and gentlemen sit around the round table, having tea, talking and laughing happily, or sitting by the window, bringing needlework and embroidery together, and occasionally answering with friends when they are twisting the thread.If your eyes are tired, you can also look at the scenery of the streets of Liberty City outside the window.

Fat dragons, gloomy and terrifying zombies dragging white cloths, small dwarves, grinning cyclops, and occasionally a young and beautiful elf passing by with good luck.Except in Liberty City, it has never been possible to see so many races at the same time anywhere else.

The scarlet curtains were drawn to both sides, and the white gauze curtains filtered the sunlight outside the window softly and finely. They often sat for a whole morning.

After lunch is settled here, everyone is invited to stroll around the city in a carriage and do some shopping. In the evening, they book a private room at the Cossard Theatre, where the servants have freshly prepared dishes from the hotel restaurant, and drink a few glasses of wine. Enjoy the most popular dramas of the moment.

With the great success of Richer's Restaurant in Reston, many people began to think about selling breakfast.

Reston people didn't even pay much attention to lunch, but now because that restaurant started selling breakfast, they eat three times a day, that's the money a person makes three times, no one is jealous.

Therefore, as the summer wind became hotter and hotter, the breakfast in hotels and restaurants became a new benchmark, and many hotels and restaurants began to serve breakfast, and the restaurants even secretly sent their own staff to secretly learn Richel's dim sum recipes.It's a pity that many of them can only imitate their appearance, and anyone can break their teeth with one bite.

It was also ridiculed by customers.

This instead made them, like restaurant chefs in Liberty City, start to think about how to find another way to beat Richel.

This in turn contributed to the improvement of Reston's catering industry.

Taking advantage of this momentum, Richer's third chopsticks training class was also in full swing.

The duration was longer than before, and the trainees changed one group after another.In the end, the best [-] people were shortlisted to participate in the final chopsticks competition.

As for the prizes, each of the [-] people got a piece of maltose, and what attracted them to participate with great interest was a luxurious feast made of food from other continents.

Adrian's pirate ship set sail in the spring and brought back a cargo, not as rich as last time.Now that there are more customers, there is only enough food for a week at most.

Once Richer and Hastings came together, they simply used this as a reward to attract Restonians to participate in the promotion of learning chopsticks training.

Hastings hired dozens of people from Liberty City, trained for two days, and made arrangements for all restaurants and activities.When he got someone to sign and seal it, he found that Richel was not in the restaurant.

strange.

"A monk came just now. He and Lord Adrian followed him." Chelsea twisted her neck and fell on the couch.

Richel and Adrian followed the monk to the monastery in the city. As soon as they entered, all the monks in the monastery looked at them, as if they were looking at two demons.

In fact, his behavior, in the eyes of the monks, is like a devil.

"Are you the owner of the hotel?" asked the white-robed monk standing at the top and middle of the steps. His tone was gentle enough, but he was always separated from his dissatisfied expression.

"Yes." Richel said frankly, and asked Adrian in a low voice, "Can you beat someone?"

Adrian laughed and said, "You didn't think of this question until they got their territory?"

"I didn't expect there to be so many people." Richer muttered, "Blessed by the holy light, monks will not die easily, but they all know how to attack with light magic. If you can't beat them, you will hug them later." I run."

The person sitting next to the bishop above patted the table impatiently, "I have never seen you as an ungodly person like you, at this moment, you are still whispering to a half-orc, you should Respect."

"My lord bishop, if you have something to say, just say it." Richel said.

The bishop looked at him pityingly, "You need to be saved, you sheep that have gone astray."

The person next to him nodded in agreement.

"You are a human being and should not be with foreigners."

"Did he induce you to do those ridiculous things?"

"I think it is necessary to take some administrative measures to help him, and ask the bishop to explain the situation to the administrator."

Adrian's complexion became ugly, Richer held him back, and looked at the bishop: "Choosing who to stay with is the freedom every citizen should have, and you have no right to take it away."

"But you were bewitched by him to openly encourage the Restonians to eat breakfast."

"It's a terrible thing. No one has ever had the habit of eating breakfast."

"Only aliens do that."

"They should be reduced to join the barbarians. This absurd thing still happened in Reston." As we all know, Reston is the seat of the Holy See.

"Everyone, what are you afraid of?" Richel was puzzled, "Are you worried that others will mistake you for dogs in clothes?"

"How dare you be so rude under the Statue of Holy Light!" The people around exploded.

"If not, why are you afraid that the Restonians will start eating breakfast? They all know that they are human beings, and they are not afraid that others will mistake them for a foreign race. Why are you so afraid? Is it because you and their species are not clearly distinguished?"

The bishop's face was ashen, "Fool, you are too rude!"

The monks in the audience and all around stood up one after another, Richel cursed secretly, and shrank behind Adrian.

"Where is the momentum of your cursing just now?" Adrian teased, tilting his head.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to beat you, so try to convince people with reason." Richel refused to accept, "It's not cursing."

Adrian chuckled, his face became indifferent, and he looked at all the monks coldly.

In the light and shadow like colorful auspicious clouds, the monks passively entered the defense, and their bodies lit up.

At this time, the bishop stood up, pressed his right hand on a hardcover scripture book, and looked at Adrian, "You know, you are now beguiling the people of Reston to betray the Goddess of Holy Light."

"Where did the Goddess of Holy Light say that her people can't eat breakfast?" Richel poked his head out to protest, then retracted his head behind Adrian.

The shrunken skin of the bishop was like a sunburned persimmon, unpicked, dark and wrinkled.

"Every pious and educated Christian needs a late-night fast."

"Late-night fasting, that is, no supper. Just catch people who are still fooling around in pubs at night. It's none of my breakfast."

"If you sell them breakfast, you are letting them break their fast every day, so how can their souls practice." A monk beside him said angrily.

"You're sure they've eaten their dinner late enough that they don't need breakfast?" said Richer.

The man wanted to say more, but the bishop stopped him with a wave of his hand.

The crowd moved out of the way, and the bishop held out his hand, signaling that they could go.

"I will guide you with kindness one last time. If you don't stop after today, you will regret it."