“Crack!”
Jimmy, who couldn't wait any longer, bit into the oily noodle dumplings, and the sound of them startling the white doves under the eaves flew away. The oil droplets oozing from the surface of the oily noodle dumplings dripped onto the surface of the rice noodle porridge.
Anna's hand holding the porcelain bowl trembled, and the rice fat stirred by the silver spoon took on a satin-like luster in the morning light.
Her nostrils twitched slightly, and her eyes looked at the rice noodle porridge in front of her, and a hint of reminiscence unconsciously flashed in her eyes.
"Be careful of the heat, eating some cold cucumbers can relieve the greasiness and cool down the body."
Watching everyone sipping their rice porridge, Mark pushed the cucumber salad toward the table, looked at Monica, who was imitating him by using chopsticks to pick up fried dough balls, and said with a smile, "Don't some people think that what I made this time is inedible?"
Monica rolled her eyes at him and put the fried dough balls on her plate with great effort.
Just as he was about to open his mouth to refute, he suddenly felt a lightness on his knees. Xiao Mu's pink tentacles had already rolled up his greasy dough and quickly moved towards the cricket pupa under the table. It seemed that in front of the delicious food, he was not at all attached to Monica's fragrance.
"Ah, this slime will steal food again? You guys don't care?"
The proprietress Lisa's exclamation caused everyone to laugh. She had never experienced what happened in the Wolf King's lair, so naturally she didn't know how powerful Xiao Mu was.
In Beta and the others' opinion, with a familiar like Xiao Mu, let alone stealing food, it would not be excessive to even set up a table for it alone.
He ate a tea egg in one bite and stuffed a piece of fried dough into his mouth.
Beta also gave Mark a thumbs-up with satisfaction: "Mr. Mark's craftsmanship is such a waste for him to be an adventurer!"
He gripped the spoon in his hand, like a dagger. "I think we should set up a stall outside the tavern... Every day, adventurers come and go and eat some barbecue and bread. You can earn more by just putting this food out there than by going on quests!"
"And then get put in a sack and beaten by the cook of the Grizzlies Tavern?" Mark laughed at himself.
Cooking is just a hobby for him, not a way to make gold coins.
If he was still thinking about making money after changing his job when he first came to the Holy Dragon Continent, he no longer has that idea now.
In this kind of world, becoming stronger is the only way to truly gain freedom.
He also wanted to see what kind of charm the world ruled by mysterious beings, unknown beings, and holy light, the so-called gods, had that he had not seen before.
Jimmy mumbled through a mouthful of porridge, his tongue sticking out from the heat. "That's right, Boss, your ideas are sometimes too advanced. Even if Mr. Mark doesn't become an adventurer, he should return to the church and become a bishop!"
As the river breeze blew smoke across the courtyard, Siqi was picking up a piece of cucumber with a fork and putting it into her mouth.
The slightly sour and crisp cucumber made Siqi squint her eyes slightly.
"This cucumber...is just the right amount of sour."
Lisa took over the conversation, drawing circles on the wooden table with her fingertips. "If our hotel served this kind of salad every day, Chunhui Hotel's catering would be a step up from other hotels."
"Madam, could you please stop thinking about upgrading your hotel to a higher level? If you upgrade it to a higher level, won't your rent go up even more?"
"That can't be possible. Other adventure groups will raise prices, but you guys brought me this new dish, so it definitely won't!"
…
They had a very pleasant breakfast at Chunhui Hotel. Monica snatched the last two bowls of rice porridge from Mark with puffed cheeks.
One bowl was for Monica, and the other was for Anna, who kept her head hidden under her cloak.
Mark didn't know when Monica and Anna became friends.
But while the two women were still savoring the last of the rice soup, a man wearing the uniform of the Adventurer's Guild found Chunhui Tavern.
"Excuse me, who is the Lord Priest Mark Stu?"
The man searched for the person in the hotel lobby for a long time but couldn't find him. Finally, he followed the smell of food and found him in the backyard.
"It's me!" Mark, who was cleaning the dishes, held down the curious Xiao Mu and shouted at the person who came.
"Master Priest, the Adventurer's Guild urgently needs your assistance!"
The guild messenger took off his felt hat and wiped the sweat from his forehead. His clothes were still stained with morning dew. "The adventurers who went on an urgent mission last night have all been corrupted by the power of darkness and urgently need your help."
"Holy Light."
Before Mark could reply, Beta, sprawled on his stomach, licked the oil off his fingertips and stood up. The processed werewolf toe bones jingled in the leather bag at his waist. "Then you should issue a formal commission to the guild. Mr. Mark is an adventurer, not a priest of the Church of Holy Light stationed in Osborne Town. By the way, where is the priest of the Adventurer's Guild?"
Mark doesn't understand, but Beta knows a lot.
There is a cooperative relationship between the Adventurer's Guild and the Church of Holy Light, so every time an adventurer is injured due to an emergency mission and receives treatment at the Adventurer's Guild, the resident priests of the Church of Holy Light charge much lower fees than the priests in the church.
And if Mark replaced the priest to be responsible for the purification, the reward he would get would naturally be much less.
As Mark's friend, Beta felt that he needed to fight for enough benefits for Mark.
"Um, the pastor couldn't expel the dark power from them. He said he needed to request support from the church in Dragon Slayer City." The guild messenger wiped his sweat awkwardly. "The three leaders, Mad Wolf, Buck, and Silver Fox, have expressed their willingness to pay extra to commission the purification mission."
"I found you based on Mr. Oak's recommendation and the information provided by the adventurers at the Grizzly Bear Tavern yesterday. Please accept this commission, Master Priest!"
As a guild that organizes many adventurers, the priests they hired themselves were unable to protect the adventurers.
Now they have to turn around and ask for help from an adventurer, which is really embarrassing for them.
But the three adventure groups of Mad Wolf, Buck and Silver Fox are the public signs of their Osborne Town, and they must maintain the status of the three adventure groups at all costs.
"Is that so?" Beta nodded in agreement. "Kuanglang and the others aren't that stupid."
He knew the priest in the Adventurer's Guild in Osborne Town. When he was deeply tormented by the power of corruption, he also went to see the priest, but he indeed failed to purify the power of corruption in himself.
Then the guy said he would help him contact the pastor of the higher church.
Wow, I waited a month and asked him again, and he actually said he had forgotten!
Then Beta went to the Dragon Slaying City Cathedral by himself. In the end, because of the long delay, the priest in the church asked for a higher price.
That's why he waited until he met Mark to resolve the corruption in himself.
That priest couldn't even purify the corrupt power of a third-level monster, let alone the dark power of the higher-level Phantom Wolf King.
If the people in the Mad Wolf Adventure Group really believed what that stupid priest said, they would probably have to suffer for a month like him before they realized they had been fooled.
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