Hello! As I walked down the street, I sneezed for no apparent reason.

At the same time, Cyno who followed me stopped and asked worriedly, "My lord, your body?"

It's okay, but there is a sudden chill behind it. I rubbed my nose and prayed not to be a seasonal allergy as I opened the map of the city in my hand, which had been provided by the Dark Priest who had infiltrated Vankat in advance, so there was no need to worry about authenticity.

It is really the core city of commercial power, just a brief introduction map made me dazzled, residential and commercial areas are clearly separated, and similar stores are often concentrated on the same street to facilitate the choice of customers with clear purchase needs, and there is a vague marketing model of agglomeration economy.

Take care, adults, and know that the most important thing for a bard is his voice. Cyno told me, after all, Cyno is just my maid, so naturally he can't make an exaggerated act of bowing down on the street, although he still looks rusty when he first embarks on the journey, but now Cyno has completely adapted to the switch between light and dark identities.

I'm really fine. I scratched my head, this kind of design of a commercial city is convenient, and it does take a lot of time to get around the city, but my goal today is just to scout the enemy in the food court, and a day is more than enough.

After asking the passing dwarf for directions, and after thankfully stuffing him with two brass walls, I led Cyno to the location of the food court, which was not too long a distance of three blocks, and I discouraged the idea of hiring a coachman from the city.

Some time ago, I was nestled in the carriage all day, and this little distance was regarded as a pre-dinner exercise.

After looking up at the arch sign that looked like the entrance to the night market to make sure that we were not in the wrong place, Cyno and I stepped into the food court one after another, blending in with the crowds of foreign people.

At the front of the food court, there are mobile vendors, which look like a night market, but it's broad daylight, so maybe it's better to call it a food market.

Come on, fried brave, do you remember those bastards who broke into the demon world and wantonly burned and plundered? Why don't you buy one and try it! A minotaur who set up a stall had a very loud voice, which immediately attracted my attention among the many vendors.

When the probe looked at me, he immediately said hehe, the fried brave is actually the otherworldly version of fried Qin Hui, and it is the fried dough sticks that are called good for breakfast brothers with soy milk.

Come on, come and buy delicious skewers, all the beef in our store is freshly slaughtered on the same day, buy five skewers and get one free, absolutely affordable. The stall next door to the minotaur is a barbecue restaurant, and he dares to sell beef skewers next to the minotaur, the price is really not affordable, I don't know, but the courage is definitely first-class.

When I thought that the minotaur would fight with the barbecue seller, the barbecue seller took three beef skewers from the stove and handed them to the minotaur.

Come on, even the minotaur said that he praised the beef skewers!

I almost squirted a mouthful of old blood, and although it was true, the slogan was too fierce.

I was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside by these two vendor owners, but looking back, it was completely my preconceived notion that the minotaur didn't eat beef, which may not be anything wrong in the other world at all, it was purely because I was rare and weird.

Looking along the road, the hawkers are basically snacks that are sold in modern night markets, and it is not a problem to satisfy the appetite of the moment, but it cannot be eaten as a meal, and after judging that it is not the main competitor of the Japanese restaurant, I lost interest and walked briskly towards the middle and rear of the food court.

In the middle and back of the food street, there are storefront-style restaurants, and the high-priced restaurants are located at the end of the food street, but because of the different customer groups, I don't plan to go there for the time being, but choose to lead Cyno to wander in the middle of the food street.

This is where the Bard's identity comes in handy, and after glancing at Cyno, Cyno pulls out a loose-leaf notebook from the petticoat of the maid's petticoat and hands it to me.

Ahem. I cleared my throat, took out the unilateral glasses from the adventurer's cloak and hesitated, and finally chose to silently put it away, the left eye was already wearing an eye patch, although the unilateral glasses can increase the temperament of a scholar, but equipping two facial accessories at the same time looks a bit inconsistent after all, it is better to keep the original appearance.

Locking on the mid-priced stores with the best business in the information provided by the Dark Priests, I led Cyno into the door and greeted with a convenience store-style business smile to the person who most looked like the owner of the store: "Hello, I am a bard who has been traveling for many years, and my biggest dream in life is to edit a food magazine that encompasses all the mid-priced restaurants in the Big 6, this city is the last stop on my travels, I wonder if I can have this honor to include your store in my food magazine?"

You, do you mean my shop? The fish-man with the towering chef's hat on his head looked surprised, handed the spatula to the chef next to him, and rubbed his hands on his apron twice before walking towards me.

Note that the chef here is a fish man, not a mermaid. The former is a creature with the body of a fish but human limbs, while the latter has only a fishtail on the lower body and a full humanoid on the upper body.

I continued to smirk: "Yes, I have been in the city for some time and have done a private survey, and the information shows that your shop is the most popular among the citizens of all the mid-priced shops, so I have decided to include your shop in the recipe, but I cannot complete this information alone, so I would like to ask for your help here. Eighty percent of this statement is true, but the person who actually did the shop investigation was the Dark Priest.

Hearing the word help, the fishman chef immediately raised his vigilance, and his face tightened: I won't let you eat white food.

Oh, you're mistaken, if you're worried about this, I'll be able to pay for it later. As I spoke, Cyno pulled his purse from his petticoat and took a gold coin from it and handed it to the Fishman Chef.

The fishman chef was not afraid of whether there were bacteria on it, so he stuffed it into his mouth and bit it hard after taking the gold coin, and after confirming the authenticity of the gold coin, he also believed in my casual identity, and said with a happy face: I believe you, I don't know what kind of assistance you need from me? And if you give a gold coin, even if you order all the dishes in my store ten times, it's too much, and I really can't find it in my hand.

It's okay, you just take it. Seeing that this fishman is so honest, I also feel a little sorry for blackmailing him, and I simply take the extra money as compensation for him, but of course I can't show flaws on the surface, and I still have a warm smile: but I hope you understand that this food magazine is not an exaggeration to call it the most important work of my life, and although it is rude to say so, I hope you will do your best to make all the dishes in your shop, so that I can choose the most delicious dishes in it, Of course, it would be nice to be able to serve a fantastic dish that doesn't have the zài menu.

Of course, of course, this is something that will be published in books and passed down through the ages, so how can I keep my hands at this time. Chef Xiàn showed an eager attitude, and waved his hand at a waiter and urged: Quick, close the door of the store, and when this group of guests finishes eating, I will come to have a dream full meal!

Looking at the fishman chef who was excited by my words, I whispered: I haven't said the word that has been passed down through the ages.

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