After leaving the "Lake Shield", it was already afternoon. Loran Hill looked at the sun hanging high in the sky and decided to find a nearby restaurant to have lunch and sit for a while.

This time, Loran Hill did not look for those luxuriously decorated restaurants, but instead found an ordinary restaurant, wanting to see what ordinary people in this country eat.

There was a slightly noisy sound coming from the open door of the shop. Customers were sitting in the shop in groups of three or four. Occasionally, the sound of food being cooked in the kitchen could be heard, and the aroma of wheat filled the air.

The lower-class dock workers and workshop workers wouldn't eat in the restaurant; it was too much of a luxury for them. They'd usually set up a large pot near their workplace and cook some noodle soup or vegetables. Those who ate here were mostly travelers to Hopeland, sailors, and small merchants—the average person with a modest income in the city.

Loran Hill sat down for a while, and a boy walked over quickly with small steps. He was a little fat, with big nostrils, and his appearance was not really good-looking. He was holding a wooden menu in his hand, which listed the current offerings of the store.

"Excuse me, what would you like to eat for lunch?" The boy, who was about 14-15 years old, had a strange accent and did not look like a native of Hopeland. He asked excitedly.

The girl looked at the description on the wooden menu in his hand.

The staple food is a simple few kinds of bread, including rough brown bread with bran, white bread made from refined flour, and freshly baked bread with dried fruit.

The side dishes or side dishes are some vegetable soup, sausages, smoked meat, dried fish, grilled fish, as well as two kinds of fruits: oranges and apples. The only drink is beer.

A few simple and common categories are written on the wooden board. The writing has faded a little, which shows that the food categories of this store have not changed much.

"A piece of white bread and two oranges, please." She generally wouldn't try meat in this era unless it was freshly cooked.

In a world lacking freezing and preservation technology, meat is usually pickled with heavy salt for long-term storage. It is difficult to eat directly without boiling it in noodle soup.

"Okay, please wait a moment." After the little boy took note, he ran away quickly. After a while, he brought out a food tray from the back of the kitchen with the food the girl ordered on it.

Loran Hill took a look and found it was relatively clean. The plates were all made of simple pottery. The golden bread had a faint oily sheen and was still a little warm to the touch. Although it was not freshly baked, it was made at noon today and had not been left out for long.

As she ate her bread, she also looked at the diets of the people around her. Most of them ate relatively cheap black bread with a few dried fish. Fish was abundant and cheap at the seaside, and it was the source of meat protein for most people.

It is not so convenient to eat meat in the inland. Some small merchants will also transport dried fish pickled with salt to the inland as a product with dual properties of salt and food, but many inland people still cannot afford it.

There was a table nearby with a rather hearty meal. In the middle was a large pot of noodle soup with vegetables and sliced ​​sausage, simmering over a small stove. Surrounding them were five adults, three children, and one elderly man, with several of the men holding large mugs of beer.

By the time the girl finished her bread and started peeling the orange, the family was ready to pay the bill.

"Waiter, come and settle the bill." shouted a brown-haired man who was leading the group.

"Okay, I'll be right there."

Then there was the sound of the boy calculating the bill by writing and drawing behind the wooden board. After a while, he quoted a price.

"One large porridge soup, 10 pieces of white bread, 3 servings of vegetables, 4 cups of beer, 2 sausages, 3 dried fish, a total of 2 silver coins and 18 copper coins."

The brown-haired man was stunned for a moment, then said, "Are you kidding me? This table alone costs more than 2 silver coins?"

The boy was frightened by his sudden loud tone, and he calculated it carefully again slowly before speaking slowly.

"I'm sorry, sir. I miscalculated. The total is 2 silver coins and 10 copper coins. I overcharged each cup of beer by 2 copper coins because the price was adjusted recently."

"You really think you're right?!" The man slammed the table, shaking the dishes. He became even more excited, and the fat boy trembled with fear.

"You're so young and you're doing this. You're so shameless! I've seen a lot of these shady cheating tactics."

"What? You're crying already, like a little girl. Are you kidding me?" The man turned to the other people in the store with a sneer on his face. Bursts of laughter could be heard all around.

"I...I'm sorry...I miscalculated. Can I give you a partial discount?" The fat boy stood alone in front of the table, tears streaming down his face, but none of his colleagues came forward to rescue him.

"It seems like you're kidding me." The brown-haired man grinned, leaned back in his chair, and tapped the table with his fingers.

"You were the one who first said you wanted to charge more, and now you're the one who's saying you want to charge less. You're treating me like a monkey in the mountains~"

"I...I'm not...I'm sorry." His voice was choked and his body was shaking slightly.

"Oh, you're saying sorry now. Why weren't you doing it earlier? You're quite an interesting person."

Everyone else in the store was looking at this table, with pointing and talking coming from time to time, and the boy was becoming more and more anxious.

"Don't lower your head. Did your mother teach you to talk to others like that?"

"Yes, raise your head." Following the brown-haired man's voice, the boy slowly raised his head, his snot and tears mixed together, making his already big nostrils even bigger.

"You look like you remind me of a...good pet I had back home."

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