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Chapter 175 The Nightingale Tavern
Backlund. Hope Street, Serenzo Restaurant

"My suggestion is to add a bowl of mushroom soup as a side soup instead of using a lot of mushrooms as a sauce."

On a long table covered with a clean white tablecloth, Zhong Li put down the silver spoon in his hand, and wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin beside him.

"The taste of the fungus is a bit overwhelming. I don't know much about the existing fungi varieties, but as far as the past few attempts are concerned, there is generally a strong taste and different aromas."

"What you want to express in this dish is the green field style. It uses the sweetness of corn without adding extra sugar. It's good, but it's not suitable to add too much."

"The taste of the green beans is not reflected. The quality of the chicken is good, and it must have been carefully raised."

Sitting next to him was a chef wearing a white top hat, a young man with brown hair, brown pupils, and a beard, holding a notebook in his hand and recording what Zhongli said.

"Mr. Mora is right, I will try to reduce the ratio next time."

"Sheridan, don't destroy Mr. Mora's taste buds with your nonsensical dishes!" A tall, slender young female chef with short blond hair pushed Chef Sheridan on the seat. After getting up, he sat on the seat unceremoniously.

"Lucia, how can you say that?! Mr. Mora understands me!" Sheridan said without hesitation, but he still got up and left, just as their head chef had said in advance, one dish per person.

Sheridan looked at Lucia without a trace. This rose with thorns in Backlund's catering industry took the initiative to cut off its thorns at this moment, lifted the cover of the plate, and presented the dishes he made in front of Mr. Mora. With her head bowed, her reddish cheeks made her look extraordinarily charming.

"Dessert, Love of the Rose, please taste it." Lucia looked at Mr. Mora expectantly, with autumn waves in her eyes.

Are you inviting someone to eat dessert?I don't even want to break you.

Sheridan was not surprised. Mr. Moura looked a little older except for his age, as if he was approaching middle age, but he was handsome and handsome as a middle-aged man because he was knowledgeable, and he was very accomplished in food. He was also a famous charity businessman Dawn Mr. Dantès' business partner is very attractive to these young girls, although as a port businessman, it is a bit puzzling that he doesn't eat seafood.

"Dense, slightly sweet but not greasy, rose flowers made of apples soaked in honey in advance."

"Yes, Not Bad."

The magnetic voice said words of praise, which made Lucia's heart stop suddenly, and said eagerly: "Mr. Momola, I... want to invite you to..."

Although Lucia is from the Republic of Intis, influenced by her parents and the environment she lived in the past, she is very open-minded, but her eyes have always been high. Finally, she met a man who is very researched in cooking and has a good background. , at this moment naturally does not want to let go of this opportunity.

"my home."

Dong dong dong

The knock on the door interrupted what Lucia was about to say.

"Mr. Moura, Ms. Hall asked me to invite you to the salon tonight at 8 o'clock." A middle-aged man in a black tuxedo stood by the door and said respectfully to Zhongli: "Sir, The car is ready."

"I see." Zhong Li stood up and smiled warmly at Lucia, "Thank you for the hospitality tonight, Miss Lucia, your cooking is very good."

"I will come again in another day, and I hope to have the opportunity to taste your other works."

"Okay!" Lucia replied with a blushing face, not knowing whether it was because of her previous intention or because she was being praised.

Watching Zhongli's slender figure gradually walk towards the door, Sheridan moved aside with a tray, and said in a thief-like way: "I heard that Miss Hall is the most dazzling gem in Backlund~, ​​this is too bad, It is said that the nobles from other places seemed to have lost their souls after seeing Miss Hall."

"Shut up, Sheridan!" Lucia picked up the plate and twisted away. "He's a businessman, and Miss Hall is a nobleman."

Sheridan sighed. He has his own wife, and it's not about jealousy. He just wants to persuade Lucia to give up unrealistic ideas. You know that he is a businessman, but he is a businessman of Mr. Dawn's level.

"But we are just cooks of the common people."

on a moving carriage
Justice. Audrey gave a greeting to Zhongli.

"Good evening, Monsieur Pope."

Zhongli faded away from the appearance of a middle-aged man with Western characteristics, and turned back into a tall and handsome man with gilt pupils, with long black hair that faded from black to brown and scattered on his shoulders.

"Good evening, Miss Justice." Zhongli responded politely with a calm tone.

"Today's matter is bothering you." Audrey's voice was sweet, like a girl next door, chatting with people familiarly, "About the demigod of the Psychological Alchemy Society, Hvin Rambis."

"You're welcome, you paid a fee, and I'll help out. This is a reciprocal transaction." Zhong Li glanced at the scenery outside the window, European-style buildings were neatly lined up on the street.

Audrey smiled, where in the whole world can you find such a good thing that you can ask an ancient god of angel rank to do it by paying some collectibles and novelties?
Audrey recalled the scene she saw in Viscount Glaint's mansion this afternoon. With the help of the fate spell, she successfully planted a hint to Hvin Rambis.

An hour later, Hvin Rambis, who reacted, showed his mythical creature state, a gray-white spiritual dragon, trying to invade the heart of Mr. Pope, but the next moment, Hvin Rambis saw Something extremely terrifying, like a crazy collapse, a demigod who controls the power of the audience, just like this, went crazy.

"You want to meet with my father to exchange business matters?" Audrey took out a thick document, which recorded various industries under the name of the Hall family, including the arms industry and the black market that her family did not want her to know about. industry.

Earl Hall is not the highest noble in Backlund, but he is one of the wealthiest nobles, a shareholder of several large banks, a special advisor to the Loen Royal Bank, and the second largest shareholder of the Conston Coal and Steel Consortium.

"Indeed." Zhong Li withdrew his gaze from the window and nodded slightly.

The god of trade, who is in charge of wealth and commerce, seems to want to re-participate in the trading activities of human society after this recovery?I don't know if this has something to do with his honorable name, did he do this for some purpose?Or can it promote His further recovery?

It's too far away to think about it now, Audrey put aside distracting thoughts, she is just a Sequence 5 dream walker, and she is moving towards a Sequence 4 demigod.

"Are you interested in the mining industry?" Audrey found that Mr. Pope directly browsed the mining-related companies, and asked with a smile: "Listen to my brother, the recent iron mines in Conston City have begun to reduce production, and coal mines have also appeared. A decline in quality."

"Know a thing or two." Zhong Li scanned the relevant information on the file and said to Audrey: "If I manage it, I can help you explore some new ore sources that are easy to mine. I hope your father will pay the corresponding fee."

"Naturally." Audrey nodded. The income from the mining industry is huge, but she also raised a question: "Why didn't you establish a mining company under Dawn Dantès's industry?"

The god of the earth, even rare minerals can be found, so that the income can be maximized, and a mining giant can be created after a period of time.

Zhongli smiled and said, "I need to cash out my wealth as soon as possible within a few days, and it just so happens that your father controls a lot of wealth."

Audrey's eyes moved slightly, and her thoughts flowed quickly. Combining various information, she tentatively asked:

"I heard that Mr. Dawn Dantès has been purchasing a large amount of supplies recently. Are you preparing funds?"

According to the information Audrey learned, Dwayne Dantès is the public identity of Mister Fool's followers.

"A large part of it is due to this consideration." Zhong Li took out a gold pound with a denomination of 10 from his bag, with the portrait of William I printed in the middle, the founding emperor of the Loen Kingdom, with a high nose bridge and a beard. Thick, with a solemn expression, "He has too many things to worry about, and this may help him."

"At that time, I will also find a way to get my father to agree to help the victims." Audrey did not hide her depression, she sighed for the upcoming war: "My father and brother are also very good people."

Zhong Li stared at Audrey, and said in a calm tone: "Most businessmen are only willing to spend most of their wealth in order to obtain greater benefits. We call this investment. Although it is risky, it also has the opportunity to gain Huge payoff."

"I believe them." Audrey smiled, and steered the topic elsewhere without any trace:

"How about you, Monsieur Pope?"

"Did Mister World entrust you with this matter?"

Zhong Li shook his head and said truthfully: "He doesn't know about it."

"You are truly a kind and sympathetic existence." Audrey said sincerely, she was also a little surprised, guessing that the relationship between Mr. World and Mr. Pope might be good?Perhaps it was because they were both Mister Fool's favored ones.

The carriage came to Townsend Street, stopped and waited for the crowd in front of it to pass by, Zhong Li turned his head to look at the flow of people on the sidewalk outside the window, there were workers with tired faces, housewives with vegetable baskets, government officials with briefcases, There are all kinds of college students writing books.

"Although I am a passer-by, I also know the suffering of the common people."

"Disorderly. Unpleasant."

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Backlund's nights are not monotonous. In this era without electronic products, human beings will try various methods and create various entertainment items for entertainment.

People who are tired of life have two ways to relax, one is to go home to entertain themselves, and the other is to consume and let others entertain themselves.

Occasionally, there was a crisp sound of horseshoes hitting gray stone bricks, followed by the hum of wheels rolling on the ground.In the yellow halo of the street lamp, the pedestrian's shadow changed from a long one to a dot, and after passing the street lamp, it became long again.

The temperature in Backlund in October was already very low, and the bleak cold wind blew across the ground and blew a few withered yellow leaves. On the street, several drunk people supported each other on their way home.

On Burningham Road, not far from the East Balon Veterans Club, there is a bar called "Nightingale".

The waiter in a black vest and white shirt pushed open the 3-meter-high red velvet door and led Su Lin in.

I heard that Mr. K from the Aurora Club likes to come to this bar called Nightingale on weekdays. In order to inquire about the people who believe in the original moon, and also to make "0 yuan purchases" of Extraordinary properties from some channels, Su Lin arranged for himself a bar. a new job.

For example, hunting cult members and certain wanted wild transcendents.

Through the long corridor, the waiter brought Su Lin to a bar with a classical decoration style. The gramophone played the current popular music of the Loen Kingdom. There were young people sitting in twos and threes in booths by the corridor. After concocting complex drinks, the waiter serves the guests with products.

Among the guests were young men and women, as well as workers whose clothes were covered with dust and lacquer. It seemed that this bar was very serious, but Su Lin frowned, and said to the waiter who turned around and wanted to leave:
"I heard that you have a negative floor here, take me downstairs."

The waiter was stunned for a moment, and said in a daze, "Guest, I don't understand what you mean, we only have one floor here."

"I don't care if you have a membership system or a club where the old brings the new, take me downstairs." Su Lin said, staring into the waiter's eyes.

The waiter's eyes were slack, he was dazed for a moment and then returned to normal, "Please follow me."

He led Su Lin to a private room. After opening the door, a table of burly men glanced at Su Lin and then at the waiter in front of him, then ignored them and continued to peel the nuts in their hands.

The waiter closed the door and came to a white wall and knocked lightly. A hollow sound came. Two seconds later, a door opened on the wall. Inside was a white-haired old man with light blue eyes. He glanced at Su. Lin wanted to say something, but his eyes were also lax.

"Please come with me."

The underground space of this bar is five times the size of the upper one. Walking down the stairs, Su Lin couldn't help feeling that rich people really know how to play.

The colorful lights turned slowly, and on a spacious two-meter-high stage, several young girls danced hotly, and various chips were placed on a dozen tables.

In the booth next to the corridor, men in gorgeous clothes and exquisite fabrics sit with the girls with good faces, the glasses in their hands are colliding, chatting happily, and occasionally there are even guests with their arms around the service staff. Where to go to the room?

It's just like a nightclub with all kinds of violations! ?
Good guy, Su Lin called it a good guy, the neurotics of the Aurora Society still like this kind of fun?
After a little perception, there are about five extraordinary people here?Two low-sequence, two middle-sequence, one demigod of sequence 4.
Su Lin passed a low-sequence girl. Her long blond hair reached her shoulders, and the tail of her curled hair hung down her back. The standard long skirt on her body reminded her that she was a service worker here.

She noticed Su Lin's gaze, and walked by with a sweet smile.

Su Lin withdrew his gaze, he just wondered that extraordinary people still take part-time jobs like this
Su Lin walked up to a middle-aged man with short black hair and wearing a red dress. He had more nasolabial folds than ordinary people. He was holding a goblet in his hand, quietly watching the dance on the stage.

Like friends meeting each other, Su Lin put his hands on his shoulders and said with a smile:

"Old K, right, let's talk?"

　This chapter is on the 19th, so it was posted a little late.
　　
　
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