This brave man is a scumbag

Chapter 42 Breakfast (Small Chapter)
At the beginning, Zhou Li arranged for Ah Zi to build a well-built wooden house. Although the wooden house was not as large as Ah Zi’s real estate in the city, it was much stronger than his own two-story building to show that Zhou Li's sincerity.

Therefore, Ah Zi usually eats breakfast in her own house in the morning.There are small caravans flowing in and out of the Zisha Chamber of Commerce every day, and they can naturally buy a lot of food with local characteristics.As the cooperation between the Zisha Chamber of Commerce and the Goblin Farmhouse gradually deepened, the relationship between Ah Zi and Elma became closer, and she also came over from time to time to have breakfast together.

After all, Elma, as a little goddess who has all skills except combat power, cooking is a unique skill.

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

Zhou Li took the pan-fried buns aside, he didn't wear a mask today, so he just bit into them.A strong smell of meat rushed straight to his throat, and at this moment, he tasted the breath of home.

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

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

"Very good, very good, thank you very much for giving us such a rich food."

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

Yesterday, because of his mood problem, Don Quixote was careless about the meal sent by his 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 not at home when he was arranging the affairs of the black tree, Elma, who was in charge of the reception, saw at a glance that Don Quixote hadn't eaten, so he enthusiastically dragged her to have breakfast together.

Very fragrant.

After suppressing a comfortable belch, Don Quixote sat up straight and said to Zhou Li with a straight face: "Mr. Brave, after you finish eating, I would like to have a private conversation with you. I have some questions to ask. 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 should call me Zhou Li, it's more friendly."

"Okay." Don Quixote didn't hesitate at all, and responded directly: "Then allow me to exceed the rules, Mr. Zhou Li."

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

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

At the long table in the conference room, Don Quixote was sitting upright, staring at Zhou Li, trying to see something from his expression.But what made her feel regretful was that Zhou Li still maintained that standard expression with a slight smile, without any waves, and was not disturbed by Don Quixote's sudden question at all.

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

"Did you know me before that?"

There was an imperceptible halo in Don Quixote's eyes, she looked at Zhou Li, but she wanted to look at another one in her eyes.

　It's a little thing for the time being, and I will add [-] words tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)