Grunt!

My stomach is barking again!

Young Master Ben's face immediately turned red! It's not a long face! Didn't you eat just now?

"By the way, Harpy, how long have I been asleep?" I immediately changed the subject, but I still saw a smile on my harpy's face.

I was slightly angry in my heart, and dared to laugh at me, until I was full.

"Young master, you've slept for two and a half days!" Harpy hurriedly said: "The kitchen has been preparing your favorite dishes, and we will bring them when you wake up." ”

"Huh?" My mouth was bigger than an egg. No way, cherry bite.

I've never slept for so long, even once upon a time, I meant in another world.

"Bring it here! Hurry up, I'll kick your ass if you slow down! "I finally found a reason to hit someone.

Harpy immediately ran to the door and shouted to the people outside: "Quickly inform the kitchen and bring in the young master's lunch!" Be quick! It's too late, the young master is going to be angry! ”

"Hmm" I nodded, the child is teachable! This tiger is fake.

"Harpy, isn't it bad that we don't go to the restaurant to eat, I mean not to eat with Mrs. Hansen?"

I cautiously tempted. After all, I'm still someone's son.

Harpy was accustomed to my ignorance at first glance, and he explained casually: "The lord often does not come home for dinner, and the lady has already used it, with the young lady." And you, young master, have always been used to dining alone. It's been more than a year. ”

"Hmph, count you as acquaintances!" I nodded secretly.

Don't dine with others? That's fine, otherwise, I'll be very uncomfortable eating with a group of strangers.

The thought of being able to enjoy my own food suddenly became more relaxed.

The efficiency of the rich family is fast, but in a few minutes, more than a dozen servants came in, not empty-handed, but with countless tools I did not know.

They were doing a magic show in front of me. A large dining table was made up of countless small parts in front of me, and I couldn't see how they operated, how they were fighting, pulling, stretching, folding, pulling, and in front of my bed, there was a beautiful dining table.

The bowls covered with silver hemispherical lids were placed up like flowing water, and I watched dizzily at them one by one, never stopping after putting them down, like the work of workers on the assembly line, this kind of behavior is close to art.

In the blink of an eye, in my eyes of disbelief, dishes were spread across two dining beds the size of a ping-pong table.

Then someone came up and helped me lay out the napkin, which blocked my view, and when he stepped back, the lid on the plate in front of him was gone.

A table full of delicacies appeared in front of me as if out of thin air. I really wonder if this table is made of that white tablecloth. After all, I have heard similar fairy tales. Owning a tablecloth like that was also my childhood dream.

Now it seems that this dream is well solved.

Just have a kitchen that's available 24 hours a day.

Although I know it's nonsense, I'll still say:

"It's fucking good to be rich!"

In full view of everyone, I happily finished this hearty meal. The fly in the ointment is that there is no wine, not even a drink, and only a glass of water that can be refilled at any time to accompany the meal, and I have begun to miss the fat house happy water.

The crowds of servants swarmed up again, and all the utensils disappeared, and if it weren't for the smell of food still remaining in the house, and the bulging lower abdomen visible to the naked eye, I really suspected that everything was an illusion just now.

I smiled and looked aside, and quickly stepped forward and said:

"What else does the young master command?"

"Well," I took a lot of effort to swallow the sincere words "I want women" back into my stomach, thinking about that, in fact, I have this kind of request is completely legitimate, I just want to know more about the world. As the saying goes, women can hold up half the sky, and women who understand this world know half of the world.

It's a pity, this young master is still a self-respecting lewd, so I have to pretend.

I suddenly remembered something important: "Well, Harpy, do you know Black Pearl?" ”

Harpy's body stiffened when he heard this. Slowly raised his head, with a smile on his face, an expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, anyway, it was an expression that men understand, yes, it was a lewd smile.

He cracked his mouth obscenely: "Young master, you really don't remember anything, but you just remember that kind of place!" ”

I looked at him in amazement: "Harpy, how old are you this year?" ”

"Young master, I am one year younger than you, seventeen."

"Oh." I said secretly, look at your lewd smile, it's really a pervert out of a teenager! But seeing that he was smiling so obscenely, could it be that Black Pearl was the kind of place where dirt and dirt were hidden?

"Do you even know?!" I raised my eyebrows and feigned anger.

"I know, I know!" Harpy nodded repeatedly. But I just don't say it, it makes me hate like something.

I had to slowly enlighten: "Then do you go often?" ”

"This ...... Young Master ......", Harpy hesitated: "Although my salary is twice that of other servants, that kind of place is a gold cave, if it weren't for the young master you took me there, where would I have the money to go to that kind of place often." ”

In fact, Harpy lied, although he is young, but he is in good health, plus following "me", he often has a few spare money in his hands, and after the monthly salary is handed over to the family, there will be a lot of money, so that he can go to the Black Pearl from time to time, but here it involves some industry secrets in the field of their servants, which cannot be let the young master know, otherwise, he would have been killed a long time ago, you know, although it is normal to rub oil from the master, and it is an open secret among the servants, but it cannot be let all the masters know.

"Haha, then you say, what kind of place is Black Pearl?" My heart is dying, this kid just won't say it.

"Hehe, young master, Black Pearl is a good place! According to your friends, the Black Pearl is just a place of entertainment for you to have fun, but for us, it is not so elegant, in my words, it is just a high-class brothel, and the so-called "bar" sign is just a cover-up, and in the city, as long as there is hair underneath, who does not know! Harpy said with a smile. This time he was telling the truth.

I couldn't help but be relieved to hear vulgar language come out of the mouth of a seventeen-year-old boy. This is my temper, I hate the hypocrite who talks about benevolence and morality, and has a stomach full of male thieves and female prostitutes.

"That's right, to tell you the truth, young master, I like people like this, you kid, I'll take you there when I have time." Hehe, no way, it's not okay not to give this kid a little sweetness, I solemnly made a promise, no way, although it was said that I took Harpy to go, but in fact he asked him to take me there, who let me know anywhere.

After listening to my words, Harpy was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, and his mouth was cracked to two sizes, and he said thank you young master in a loud voice.

"Hmm", I nodded and waved my hand.

Harpy empathetically withdrew, and when he came, he took the door to his death.

I let out a sigh of relief and pulled out the bag from my bosom.

Finally there was no one.

I'm going to take a good look at it.

I poured the eyeballs from the bag onto the bed.

What the hell is this?