Dragon and Dessert House

The bustling Cathedral is surrounded by various mobile shops, many of which are traveling merchants from all corners of the country.And the goods sold by these traveling merchants came across the ocean, and most of them were rare items that had never been seen before.

Hill, who has lived in Berlin for four years, enjoys reading various books describing countries beyond the ocean.

Hill has seen many novel and unique ingredients in it, and has always hoped to have the opportunity to use them in dim sum.

For example, the passion fruit seen in the kitchen of the dormitory is a fruit sold from overseas.Hill desperately hopes to buy new ingredients around the busiest Cathedral Square so that he can make more unique snacks.

"Don't worry." Fafnah grabbed Hill and guided Hill to another direction, "Start from the beginning, don't get lost."

Hill slowed down, but couldn't hold back his eagerness to move.

Fafena walked briskly, and the two quickly found the entrance of the market.There are a lot of people in the market, and everyone is walking shoulder to shoulder. The traffic is so busy that it is very lively.

Fafna tried his best to protect Hill from being swept away by the crowd, but soon realized that he was too worried.

Hill deftly shuttled among the crowd, and accurately groped for each vendor to select goods.

Hill became relieved, and Fafna suddenly felt a little lost, but this loss didn't last long, and Hill seemed to be in some trouble.

"This can't be cheaper!"

Hill was squatting in front of a small stall holding the notebook in his hand. His seemingly timid behavior could easily be taken advantage of by a shrewd vendor, and the vendor's retort became louder: "This is sold from the easternmost country. Sesame oil, just this one bottle, is not something that can be bought so easily!"

After finishing speaking, the peddler carefully looked at Hill's clothes. Such exquisite attire made the peddler sure that Hill was definitely a child of a wealthy family.

[But it's obviously less than one bottle! ] Hill argued hard, and the tip of the pen almost scratched the paper, which is enough to show his anxiety.

"This is small quantity but high quality! This sesame oil is an extremely precious tribute even in the eastern countries, and it is not a treasure that can be bought so easily!"

The peddler had no intention of letting go, and Hill was very embarrassed.

The Ward family gave him a limited amount of money every month. Although the amount was not small, it could not afford squandering.Hill has kept some small savings, which can afford the expense of buying precious ingredients twice this time, but... a single bottle of sesame oil is beyond the budget, and the future situation may not be optimistic.

Hill was clearly perplexed.

The moment Fafna walked up, squatted down in front of the vendor, and picked up the sesame oil bottle with a hand wearing pure white silk gloves, there was a huge contrast.Fafnah held the sesame oil bottle high above his head, and looked at the translucent brown liquid under the sunlight.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency..." The peddler was a little panicked by the sudden appearance of Fafena.

"Hmm... Sesame oil with a good color and fragrance." Fafena put the bottle back on the stand, and calmly took off the gloves that were contaminated by the oil on the mouth of the bottle.

"I didn't say that, that's right."

The hawker was obviously a little nervous.The royal aristocrats are different from ordinary wealthy businessmen, who offended the latter and lost a business, but offended the former, ranging from expulsion from the country to life.

The peddler can be regarded as a well-informed person. When he saw Fife's extraordinary demeanor, even though he was dressed in a low-key manner, he used all the expensive fabrics of the tribute level, so his status must not be simple.Therefore, when facing Fafna, he became much more cautious in speaking.

"But compared with the sesame oil that was tributed to the royal family, it is obviously of a quality that ordinary families in eastern countries can eat, not to mention..." Fife's unwavering eyes showed a trace of disdain for the peddler, "This small bottle of oil Can't do anything."

Hill looked at Fafna in astonishment, opened his mouth slightly, and immediately felt that what Fafnah said made sense.

No matter how rare and precious the sesame oil is, if the amount available is insufficient, there is no way to prepare enough dishes.At that time, this sesame oil will not be used, and it is a pity not to use it, it is really embarrassing.

Hill was moved by Fafna, and his persistence just now was shaken.

Seeing that the remaining bottle of sesame oil in his hand would continue to face unsalable sales, the peddler hastily made concessions and said hastily, "Okay, okay, I'll sell it to you at a low price...you see."

The peddler pointed out the number to Hill, and Hill showed joy, and immediately cast a grateful look at Fafe.

Holding a bottle of sesame oil, Hill was indescribably happy.

"Next time you cook, Hill don't forget me." Fife felt a little light in his heart when he rarely saw Hill fully contented.

【I really thought you were going to persuade me not to buy it】Recalling Fafner's conversation with the vendor, Hill couldn't help feeling puzzled: 【Mr. Fafner, how do you know that he really wants to sell me the sesame oil? 】

"Your eyes are too good at lying."

Fife gently lifted Hill's jaw, and said: "The peddler can tell at a glance, even if he exaggerates the price, you are still hesitant." As long as you continue to tap lightly from the side to hint, Hill will definitely grit his teeth buy it.

And Fife's negation of sesame oil undoubtedly gave the hawker a blow.

"I'm afraid this bottle of sesame oil has been unsalable in his hands for a long time." The dissatisfaction with the sesame oil may be caused by the gradual omission of consumption in the transaction.

[That's why he was so anxious to make a move] Unexpectedly, if he didn't pay attention, he almost fell into someone else's trap.

"But..." Fifena suddenly showed a light smile, which made Hill, who raised his head, feel a little crazy. "I lied when I talked about the quality of this sesame oil. It seems that he doesn't know much about his product."

As soon as Fife's words fell, Hill hurriedly dug out the sesame oil from his backpack, put it on the bottle and sniffed it.

In addition to sesame, there is another strange fragrance.However, this fragrance is easily overwhelmed by the strong aroma of sesame seeds, and Hill is not even sure.

Hill asked Fafnah with his eyes, and Fafnah waved his fingers. When Hill approached him, he whispered the names of several spices in his ear.

A variety of spices are mixed into the sesame oil. The sesame oil itself is not a spice that ordinary families would use. It is very likely that it is a special tribute stolen from the unique religious sacrifices of the Eastern countries.

Mr. Fafner can even smell this kind...

Hill couldn't help but feel admiration.

Behind Fife's nobility and arrogance, there seems to be endless talents to support his self-confidence.Every sentence can be convincing.

This may also be the daunting charm of Fife.

Hill couldn't help mustering an unprecedented force, which drove Hill to catch up with Fafnir faster and stand by his side one day.

Hill, who took this step at this moment, never imagined that the distance between Fife's glance and smile was an abyss that no mortal could cross.