Chapter 83

"Your Highness."

Padreid coughed lightly, interrupting them both.

A'mo reacted quickly and raised his head.

Looking in the direction of the sound, I found that they had already walked to the front of the restaurant.

The restaurant door was open, and Aiden was standing a little further in, swiping his terminal with one hand. Padre stood next to him, holding a small plate with a towel folded into a bunny on it.

Aiden restrained his mental fluctuations, causing A'mo to not notice him just now.

A'mo's mental strength is actually very sharp.

He and Aiden were usually the only two people in the palace with such strong mental power. As soon as Eslan's signature mental power fluctuations came out, they could quickly sense each other.

After all, it is a very uncomfortable thing to suppress one's own excessive mental power all the time, so the royal palace of Eselan was built so large, including a group of large and small palaces, so that every Eselan can have his own private space.

Today, Aiden suddenly restrained his mental strength, which made A'mo habitually think that he was not there.

Seeing them coming, Aiden put away the terminal, pulled out a chair, and sat down calmly at the long table.

Americus couldn't help but be a little surprised. It was already past ten o'clock, and Aiden hadn't left the house yet.

You know, as usual, Aiden rarely came down to join him even for breakfast.

A'mo secretly slandered in his heart that the emperor, who was never at home, should have his exclusive meal time and place in the car.

Padre prepared a small dining chair exclusively for Anzhi. He put the towel tray on the table, then pulled out the dining chair and looked at Anzhi kindly as he climbed up the small ladder beside the chair.

An Zhi opened the rabbit towel and wiped his hands. The towel was still warm and felt very comfortable.

No one spoke at the table for a while.

After Aiden Eslan sat down, he took another tablet and replied to something very seriously, his eyes always on the screen.

Seeing this, Americus asked Padred for a menu and handed it to An Zhi.

An Zhi looked at the long list of dish names written above, a conflicted look on his little face.

An Zhi had a hard time making a choice and she couldn't make up her mind for a moment.

Padre saw her dilemma and said, "You can order a cup of Moo Moo Milk. It's a kind of exotic milk produced by Moo Moo Cows. It's much more nutritious than ordinary milk. Drink more milk and you'll grow taller."

An Zhishen nodded in agreement, his eyes involuntarily glancing at Aiden who was sitting next to him.

Your Majesty is so tall and straight, while she is still short and small.

Anzhi secretly glanced at this relative who was related to her by blood, but Aiden seemed not to notice her sneak glance.

"Thank you, Padre. I'd like a glass of Moo Moo milk and a cinnamon sugar cookie." An Zhi said sweetly.

"Would you like another fried egg?" Padre asked again.

An Zhi's eyes lit up, she nodded, and gladly accepted the proposal.

Padre seemed a little surprised. He didn't expect An Zhi to accept it so naturally.

The Interstellar Parenting Book states that it is best for the cub to drink a glass of milk and an egg every morning to supplement protein.

When he thought of An Zhi's age, he couldn't help but mention it - even though she was an Eselan.

After all, the Princes of Eselan always have their own ideas, and it is normal for them to refuse something that looks very childish, such as milk.

He didn't actually have much hope when he said that.

Padre checked again that there was nothing else to add, and soon he returned with a food cart.

The top layer is An Zhi's pink-brown cinnamon sugar cookies sprinkled with white sugar, moo moo milk and a poached egg.

There are more things on the lower level.

A cup of deep red drink, two sizzling thick-cut steaks, and a large bowl of something that looked like stew, dotted with emerald green broccoli, plump green beans, golden corn kernels and emerald green spinach. The soup was milky white, with faint traces of red cherry tomatoes cut in half floating in it.

There was also a plate of honeydew melon and ham, with ham as thin as a cicada's wing rolled up on the crystal honeydew melon, each one pierced with a toothpick and spread out in a crescent shape on the bone plate.

Padre brought breakfast to the table.

Milk, cinnamon cookies, and fried eggs were placed in front of An Zhi; a piece of steak and the dark red drink were placed in front of A'mo, and the rest were placed in the middle of the table.

The aroma of burnt coffee wafted from the other side of the restaurant. Padre took another wooden oval tray, which contained only a cup of coffee and a few sugar cubes.

Aiden finally put down the tablet, put a sugar cube into his coffee cup, and took a sip.

Americus also picked up his drink and drank it all before turning to the thick steak in front of him.

An Zhi ate some of the green beans in the stew and the spiral pasta that sank to the bottom, and also ate a quarter of a cinnamon sugar cookie.

The fried egg was drizzled with a little soy sauce and vinegar, which made him very hungry just by smelling it. An Zhi ate it all.

There was still half a cup of Moo Moo milk left, and An Zhi drank it slowly.

Aiden glanced at the remaining food on the table, then glanced at An Zhi, and said in a flat tone: "Amo, don't waste it."

Americus glanced at An Zhi. The cub's daydreaming mind was written all over his face. He obviously didn't hear what Aiden said.

He understood what I meant, brought the second steak over, and ate it in a few big mouthfuls.

"Won't you eat a little more?"

Americus looked at the remaining food in front of An Zhi and picked up a piece of melon and put it on the plate in front of An Zhi.

An Zhi chewed the melon slowly, his little mouth bulging.

The thinly sliced ​​ham has a smooth and salty taste when you put it in your mouth, and it is a bit hard to chew.

But the honeydew melon was very sweet, but An Zhi really couldn’t eat any more because his little stomach was already full.

From Americus's perspective, An Zhi hardly ate anything, and the food in front of her was basically placed there as it was. He couldn't help but frown.

"I'm really full."

An Zhi saw it, and fearing that A-Mo wouldn't believe her, she added, "These are delicious!"

A'mo was still thinking, how could one possibly be full with just this little food.

Before coming, An Zhi had always been with him and had never drunk the nutrient solution.

In addition to drinking nutrient solution every day, he also has to eat a lot of food.

To be precise, for Eselan, nutrient solution is the main meal, because only nutrient solution can provide them with a large amount of energy at one time.

After all, the stronger the mental power, the more energy the body needs to consume to carry these overly active mental powers.

The rest of the food was just a snack; it didn't matter whether you ate it or not. For example, Aiden had been sitting here for half an hour and had only taken a few sips of coffee.