The luster of the gemstone emerges from the gap in the cloth bag, and it is dazzling.

Adventurers who are away from home can't always carry hundreds or thousands of gold coins with them and jingle around.

During the ancient Magic Empire, high-purity magic crystals were used to create the highest level of currency. Today, these expensive gemstones have been successfully replaced as hard currency recognized by all regions and races.

Of course, the criteria for identifying its value vary slightly from place to place on the mainland. But at this time, the number of gems in the cloth bag on the wooden table far exceeded the amount specified by Illo, and it was more than enough to exchange it for "night".

The half-elf blinked in disbelief, then grabbed the cloth bag and held it firmly, as if he was afraid that others would covet his treasure.

"Alright," Alex looked at his greedy look and said helplessly, "This is what I gave you, can I still snatch it back?"

"How could it be?" Illo nodded, asking with a serious face, "What if you regret it?"

"Hehe, I thought everyone was like you," Alex snorted disdainfully and turned his head to beckon, "Boss, order." ”

From the early morning to now, she was so hungry. I don't expect anything good from this restaurant, but you can always order something to satisfy your hunger.

"Come on," the boss, who was originally fond of ignoring the gem, seemed to be a different person after catching a glimpse of the luster of the gem, ran over in small steps, put the menu with a little frayed edges in front of Alex, and then asked earnestly, "Miss, what do you want to eat?"

"Forehead......" Alex flipped through the recipe, and a smell of rotten dust suddenly hit his face. Occasionally, a few pages stick together, as if in the past few years, it has served as a base for the table, rather than appearing on the table for people to flip through.

"Why didn't I know, you still have a menu here?" asked Illo, who was sitting on the other side, wonderingly. He's never been treated like this before.

"You're not qualified enough," the boss didn't pay attention to him at all, and said impatiently perfunctory, then bowed down and smiled, "Miss, you can order as you like, I have everything here." A guy like this who is a bag of gems is enough to afford the word "fat sheep", in his eyes. Definitely belong to the most distinguished guests.

"You still have ...... here Honey Swift Dragon Ribs?" Alex asked, trying to make out the indistinct handwriting, in surprise. These ferocious wurm species, whose strength is comparable to that of high-ranking martial artists, and their natural preference for living in groups, are not easy to deal with.

"Yes, of course," the boss said, nodding sheepishly. "It's our signature dish, and the meat is tender but not fatty. The taste is sweet and firm, and it is perfect for a beautiful lady with an outstanding temperament like you......"

"Then have one. Excited by his praise, Alex immediately responded. On weekdays, those guys, including Dalgnan, are submissive when they see her, this kind of compliment. They never said it.

"Wait a minute, I'll be right here. This kind of small restaurant, there is no need to ask for anything like dessert before the meal, the little old man turned around directly and picked up a quaint machete. Murderously rushed into the connected kitchen.

Then, there was a sparse chopping sound.

"That's not a kitchen knife, is it?" Alex asked softly, frowning slightly. The machete had a thick back and a wide blade, and the handle was more than three feet long, and it was as bright as frost when it looked at it, and it was definitely not an ordinary product.

That was what he used to be good at begging for a living, and now that he is retired, he has not put aside his hard work. Illo smiled, obviously knowing the boss very well.

"Begging for life?" Alex pondered these words, always feeling that something was wrong, a martial artist with such a blade, the level would definitely not be too low, she thought for a moment, and guessed, "Could it be ...... He used to be a mercenary?"

"Is this...... There is still a difference," Illo replied as if he was struggling with how to phrase it, "The mercenary is to protect the caravan's safety, and he is the ...... to help the caravan lighten its burden."

"What kind of profession is that?" For a moment, Alex really couldn't turn a corner.

"That's it...... Set up a card, collect tolls or something. Irlo glanced in the direction of the kitchen and reminded in a whisper.

"Robbery?" Alex was stunned, almost screaming. From robber to chef, this career plan is really too fanciful.

"It's still the best of the best. Illo gave a thumbs up and spoke highly of his past career.

"It's coming. At this moment, the boss walked briskly in this direction with a silver-plated tray. The two glanced at each other, hurriedly stopped talking, watched him put the tray in front of Alex, opened it, and introduced loudly, "Miss, this is the honey dragon ribs you ordered." ”

Who are you fooling......

Alex blinked blankly, even a fool could tell that it was pork ribs in the tray. The Swiftloon was tall and strong, and when it reached adulthood, it was three or four meters tall when it stood up, how could its ribs be so small?

What's more, the pile of ribs of different lengths in front of me, some parts are burnt black, and some places are still bloodshot, even in the pork rib world, it is a shameful work.

"Don't look at me with such suspicion, you can taste it. The boss touched the red rosacea and persuaded him step by step.

His attitude was so polite, it made Alex a little embarrassed, could it really be his own clumsiness, this is indeed the ribs of the Swift Dragon?

Thinking of this, she took the knife and fork, carefully cut a piece of cooked meat that could barely reach the eye, and then tasted it tentatively.

"How does it taste?" the boss asked, bowing behind his hands, like a considerate waiter.

Forehead...... Not only does it look the same, but it tastes the same.

Alex chewed slowly, and after a moment, he shook his head helplessly, and asked rhetorically, "Boss, are you sure this is not pork ribs?"

"Girl," the boss was immediately upset when he heard this, and blew his beard and glared, "You ...... It's not like you're trying to pay off, is it?"

Before and after, he changed his face faster than turning a book, Alex couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and subconsciously glanced at Illo, only to find that he also had the same expression.

"I ordered it, I ate it," the little old man shouted loudly, and his right hand was quickly withdrawn from behind his back, and the bright machete slammed into the edge of the wooden table, shaking tremblingly.

"A honey dragon rib, the price is 1,206 gold coins, Tong Su is not deceived, and there is no credit!" (to be continued......)

PS: (2000 words.) ）