monster shelter

The friends around me are laughing and playing, and they have to stop from time to time to chat with the vendors on the roadside.

Yuan Mo's eyes followed the crowd, and also looked at the stalls on both sides.

After looking at it for a while, Yuan Mo quickly discovered that these monsters who set up stalls seemed to have become much smarter.

These monsters found that more and more human races entered the demon market, and their products were not sold because they were suspected of being a joke by the human race, so they bought a lot of human race gadgets and put them on the stall together , used to attract human consumption.

Yuan Mo walked along the way, and found that there were basically a lot of small commodities of the human race on every stall, which was arranged in a dazzling array, and it looked much more lively and rich than the previous appearance of only a few scattered items.

Passing through the crowded stream of people, Shanhai Restaurant will arrive soon.

As the only restaurant in the demon city, the business here is quite prosperous. As soon as Yuan Mo walked out the door, he saw that it was full of customers—both monsters and humans.

He hesitated for a moment: "So many people... Can we still sit down?"

But Ao Fei said: "What are you afraid of? If there is no seat, just blow away a table?"

Yuan Mo Hei Xian: "... How can there be such a business?"

Hearing the conversation between the two, Wang Dahu hurriedly said courteously: "Yes, yes, there is a private room on the second floor, which is basically closed at ordinary times. It is specially reserved by our restaurant for the company's leaders to use when they inspect."

Yuan Mo was surprised: "There is still a special box?"

And it is not open at ordinary times, isn't it a waste?

Ao Fei took it for granted, "Isn't this what it should be?"

The whole demon market is his, so what's wrong with leaving a box?

Yuanmo: ==!

Alas, different ideas, unable to communicate.

Under Wang Dahu's hospitality, Yuan Mo and Ao Fei walked through the lobby on the first floor and sat down in a box on the second floor.

The room is furnished in a quaint and elegant way, with a window in the back, and when opened, you can see the street view of the whole street.

The scattered high and low lanterns, the flying eaves, the bottomless streets and the endless stream of people all come under my eyes in an instant.

Because Yuan Mo said that there is no need to serve food, so Wang Dahu personally made a pot of tea and poured it for the two of them in turn: "Mr. Ao, Mr. Yuan, you two have tea."

Yuan Mo thanked her and took the teacup.

After putting it in my hand, I saw that the tea in the cup was clear and clear, and there was a faint fragrance in the light green color, which smelled very good.

Seeing this, Yuan Mo couldn't help but take a sip of the tea, a sip of the tea entered his throat, he felt that although the taste of the tea was not strong, it was very fragrant and had a very aftertaste, which was different from all the teas he had drunk before.

Yuan Mo couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and asked Wang Dahu, "What kind of tea is this?"

Wang Dahu smiled, and said: "This is a tea tree spirit that came out of the mountain and produced the tea itself. It has no name. After this monster heard that we opened a demon market, he ran home and memorized all the tea leaves he had saved last year." When I came out, I wanted to sell it in the demon market, but I didn’t have the money to pay for the stall... Later, when Chef Wu of our restaurant knew that what he was selling was tea, he gave it to him in one go.”

After finishing speaking, Wang Dahu added another sentence: "Mr. Yuan, do you like this tea? How about I bring you two packs when you leave? And Mr. Ao, what do you think of this tea? It's good enough for you ?"

Ao Fei gently put down the teacup, and said lightly: "It's okay, so-so."

Wang Dahu: "..." He was confused, did he like it or not?

Seeing this, Yuan Mo quickly translated for him: "Your boss likes it, so give him two packs too."

Ao Fei: "..."

The author has something to say: Ao Fei (blush): He, he actually knows everything I think!

Thank you "Mo Yan Qingyun" for a nutrient solution irrigated by the little angel~