"Jingle Bell……"

The door was gently pushed open, and the bell hanging at the door made a crisp sound.

"welcome!"

The childish voice made the diners startled. They looked down at the ten-year-old child in front of them, feeling a little surprised for a moment.

"Strange! Boss, is this your new guy?"

The doorman's voice was so loud that it made people's eardrums hurt. This may have something to do with his head, which was like a bell.

The huge body stood in front of the store, as if blocking the entire store.

What is even more eye-catching, besides its weird head like a copper bell, is the big sword on its back.

The rough sword blade is wrapped with gauze.

You can see that the rough sword body is simple and rough, but it is undeniable that this is a weapon capable of killing people.

At this time, the curtain in the back kitchen was opened, and a thin-cheeked man walked out with a smile.

"Sorry, it's not a new job, it's a change of people. Now the owner of this small shop has saved enough silver medals to eliminate the curse and has gone home. This is the new owner, and I am the chef here."

As he spoke, he pointed at the old man sitting in the corner.

At this time, the weirdo with the bronze bell head turned around and saw the old man sitting in the corner of the door.

After looking around, I found that the old man looked sickly. He sat there and didn't even look like he was taking a breath for a long time.

No wonder I didn't notice it when I came in.

The old man glanced listlessly at the weirdo in front of him and said coldly: "What do you want to eat?"

Tongzhong glanced at the newly written menu, and with his huge body, he sat down on the chair, and immediately he could hear the chair making an overwhelming "squeak" sound.

It was as if he was telling the guest above him that his thin body was under pressure that he should not bear.

“Whatever, but why are your dishes so expensive??”

As Tongzhong spoke, he placed a black card on the table and looked at the familiar shop in front of him out of the corner of his eye. He was very surprised that there was usually no ghost in this shop.

Business is so bad, how did the boss save enough silver medals to get rid of the curse?

However, Tongzhong didn't think much about it. Although the owner had changed, the decoration of the store had not changed at all. This was his favorite style.

It's simple, even a little old, and even the floor makes a squeaking sound when you step on it, which always makes it feel inexplicably familiar.

So every time he came back from the camp, he would always have a big meal here.

Although the food cooked by the previous boss was terrible...

When he heard the bell shouting "expensive", Sardar, who was sitting in the corner, immediately sneered and said: "If you think it's expensive, get out of here, my family won't entertain poor people!"

Tongzhong pretended not to have heard these words.

"Zizzi..."

Not long after, the fire in the kitchen rang out, and a strange smell floated out from the kitchen.

I couldn't tell what the smell was, but when I first smelled it, Tongzhong couldn't help but frown, and suddenly felt a little regretful.

If you want to know about the stew next door, you only need to give a black card to eat a big pot of stew.

But after sniffing and sniffing, the smell gradually faded away, leaving only a faint sweet fragrance. Tongzhong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but smell it carefully.

But something strange happened. It had a sweet aroma. The more he sniffed it carefully, the less he could smell it.

But when he gave up, the fragrance surrounded him unknowingly.

It was as if there was a magical power that seemed to be far away, just caressing my heart.

For a moment, Tongzhong looked at the chef and became expectant.

After about a cup of tea, the young man just now dragged the dinner plate out of the kitchen and gently brought the dinner plate to the front of Tongzhong: "Please enjoy!"

Seeing this, Tongzhong, who had already been impatient, couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of foam and carefully lifted the lid of the meal.

Suddenly white smoke filled the air.

Tongzhong's pupils tightened slightly, and in an instant, a feeling of being surrounded by a sea of ​​flowers swept over his heart involuntarily, and his whole body was immediately surrounded by the fragrance of flowers.

One word to describe it: sweet and fragrant.

"This is……"

Tongzhong couldn't help but take a deep breath, and couldn't help but stare at the dinner plate in front of him. On the white dinner plate, there was a simple piece of bread.

The aroma I smell comes from the bread.

Tongzhong was a little surprised. He raised his head and looked at the young man who was standing aside and carefully wiping the wine glass.

Although I have to admit that this unique fragrance is very unique, it is definitely not worth selling a piece of bread for a black label.

In the camp, even the black market is not that dark.

However, underneath the rough appearance of the bronze bell, there was a delicate thought. Instead of getting angry, he picked up the knife and fork and cut the bread.

"Kaka..."

The pale golden puff pastry shattered at the touch of the blade, and the moment the blade cut into it, the crystal clear soup overflowed out along the cracks.

"Sure enough, there is a universe within!"

Tongzhong was overjoyed and cut the bread completely, and suddenly three layers of strange cross-sections appeared in his sight.

The pink beef is surrounded by a layer of jam that looks like white crystals, and is paired with golden and crispy bread. The crystal soup is poured down, and for a while, little lights are shining on the plate. You can only see it if you look carefully.

I saw that there were actually tiny rose petals in the soup.

"magic!!"

Tongzhong no longer knew what to use to describe the scene in front of him. He couldn't understand why there were such small rose flowers in the soup.

I also can’t understand why these pink and translucent-looking rose flowers were not cooked to death in the soup.

The ingenious design in front of him and the sense of ritual brought about by cutting the steak instantly made Tongzhong's eyes blazing.

"Rosewood steak, please use it slowly!"

At this time, the young man standing aside placed a glass of wine on his table. On the edge of the wine, there was suddenly a half-opened rose flower.

In shock, perhaps Tongzhong had long forgotten that this dish was worth a black card.

Carefully put the steak into your mouth.

Close your eyes and taste carefully, the strong fragrance on the tip of your tongue and taste buds, suddenly, the copper bell sitting on the chair trembles all over.

In a daze, a field of roses seemed to appear in front of my eyes.

The bright flowers have paved a path for themselves that leads to nowhere.

His mind couldn't help but follow the sea of ​​flowers. At the end of the road, there was a dilapidated small house. In the courtyard, he could see a woman playing happily with a boy about seven or eight years old.

.

Under the child's laughter and the mother's loving eyes, the sun shines on the mother and son.

Even though there are a few holes in the dilapidated house behind him and the roof, the sound of joyful play still carries a deep sense of happiness.

Suddenly, Tongzhong's eyes became moist.

Involuntarily, he stretched out his hand to touch the picture in front of him, but at this moment, the picture gradually disappeared, everything disappeared, and only a wisp of rose fragrance lingered under the bridge of his nose, lingering for a long time.

"Woo..."

For a moment, Tong Zhong, who was sitting on the chair, could no longer hold back the tears in his eyes. Tears spread down his cold cheeks. In an instant, the sobs of this famous hunter in the camp echoed throughout the room.

In a small restaurant.

Tongzhong didn't say anything, he lowered his head and slowly ate the steak on the plate, very slowly and carefully, but very quickly.

"Bah..."

In the end, he used the remaining bread to wipe away the soup on the plate, stuffed it into his mouth, then picked up the wine glass on the table, drank it all in one gulp, then stood up and walked out step by step.

It wasn't until he walked to the door and handed the black card in his hand to the old man sitting in the corner that he turned back and looked at the young man who was clearing the table with complicated eyes.

"Thanks!"

I said thank you and walked out of the restaurant without looking back.

But what was different from the past was that after this departure, this legendary hunter who was quite famous in the camp never returned to the camp.

Some people say that he went home...

Of course, those are all afterthoughts. Looking at this guy's retreating figure through the glass door, Sardar puffed up his mustache, curled his lips and threw the black card into the box at hand.

"I cried again. Is your bad taste so boring?"

Faced with Sardar's cynicism, the young man didn't argue. Wang Puppy, who was beside him, ran over to help clean up.

This made Sardar even more unhappy.

Thinking of the unpleasant experiences during this period, I couldn't help but feel angry: "Who are you and what are you going to do? If I want to kill you as soon as possible, what are you going to do with me, a cripple and this young boy?"
To be continued...