Zongman: Am I mistaken for a brave man?

“Well, very nasty.” Jiang Han nodded quite seriously, “If the monster drops, you don’t have to pick them up yourself.” ”

“It probably won’t be annoying.”

His biggest complaint is the problem of falling objects, and he has to pick them up himself every time.

Although he has Ace’s help today, he is expected to return to the life of picking up dropped objects tomorrow.

At this time, Mia put the heavy meal on the table, rough and arrogant with a little helplessness:

“Jiang Han boy, your three dinners have been prepared.”

“Three thousand two hundred Wallis in total.”

“Also, can’t you be a little more subtle? My clerk Xi’er is about to be terrified of the dungeon by you. ”

“How can this be considered a blow?” Jiang Han chuckled, “This is called informing juniors of the risk in advance. ”

“Don’t be an adventurer when your brain is hot.”

With his admonition, I believe that Xi’er will not yearn too much for the life of an adventurer.

He succeeds in pulling a teenage girl who dreams of becoming an adventurer back on track.

The three dinners purchased were ready, and Jiang Han took the meal and said goodbye to Mia and Xi’er and left.

Xi’er stood at the door of the rich hostess tavern, her beautiful eyes did not blink at Jiang Han’s distant figure, as if to remember it in her heart.

…

“Jiang Han, you’re finally back!”

Jiang Han had just returned to the abandoned church where the Hestia dependents were stationed, and a petite figure flew out of it.

“Hestia, don’t come here!”

Jiang Han’s face changed, and when he saw Hestia coming straight at him like a cannonball, he immediately dodged to the side.

He easily dodged, and Hestia was out of luck.

Poof!

The high god Hestia fell solidly to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.

“Whew, it’s good to have avoided.”

Jiang Han breathed a sigh of relief, secretly glad that he hid quickly.

He held Shiro while carrying the dinner for three people.

If you want to catch Hestia, you obviously have to give up.

Throw white? This is absolutely impossible.

Throw away dinner? A dinner worth 3,200 Wallis is one-third of the harvest of a day’s crusade against monsters.

If it was wasted, his efforts for half a day would be in vain.

Jiang Han came to Hestia carrying dinner and holding Bai, and asked cautiously: “Hestia, you must be fine, right?” ”

He believed in the strength of the gods, even if he sealed his own power.

You can’t hang up and return to the heavenly realm because of a small fall.

“Jiang Han!?” Hestia slowly sat up from the ground, her beautiful and delicate face gritted her teeth: “You dare to avoid the intimacy of the gods?!” ”

“It also made me fall to the ground and fall so much.”

“I don’t even care, I actually think I’m okay?”

Hestia’s anger was about to erupt, but she had been planning for a long time and decided to wash away Jiang Han’s exhaustion from fighting monsters with a hug.

As a result, he was treated like this.

“Do you know how many gods in the celestial realm want to approach me?”

“You actually avoided it?”

Jiang Hanjunxiu’s face showed a hint of embarrassment, “I’m sorry.” ”

Hestia’s situation is indeed very concerning, but the situation just now is not his choice.

The lovely sister is white, rich and expensive dinner, he can only wronged Hestia.

“You scoundrel!” Hestia pouted her cute loli face and hugged her chest with her hands: “I decided!” ”

“From now on, ignore you for three days.”

“Okay, okay, ignore me for three days.” Jiang Han casually said two perfunctory words, and walked into the abandoned church with Bai while carrying dinner.

“Hestia, before ignoring me, we should eat first.”

“Eat.” Hestia squinted at the sky-blue eyes, “You bought this from the rich hostess tavern?” ”

“Well, what’s the problem? Can’t you buy it? Jiang Han stopped and asked suspiciously.

“It’s not.” Hestia shook her head and sighed softly: “The meals in the rich hostess tavern are indeed good, but the price is also high. ”

“Our fledgling dependents should keep their money to help you become stronger.”

“As for the food, can’t you go buy some ingredients and make them yourself?”

Jiang Han’s face was melancholy, “I want to too.” ”

“But I don’t know how to cook at all, and I don’t even have any talent.”

In the past, after crossing into the daily world and becoming a copyist, his originally reluctant cooking skills had long been completely forgotten.

Every day when I eat, I prepare it under Yukino.

It is almost impossible to get him to cook a meal that he can eat.

“But I’ll do it.” Hestia’s delicate and pretty face was full of seriousness.

“Let the gods cook?” Jiang Han’s brilliant black eyes flashed a fine light, “Is it really possible?” ”

For a moment, he felt that he was a little too happy.

Regardless of whether it is delicious or not, who can let the gods cook for themselves?

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