"Haha, we don't have children's meals here." The chubby owner laughed, "Little girl, he's just teasing you."
Feng Guang paused for a moment, then glared fiercely at Ming An.
"How was I supposed to know you'd believe me so easily?" Ming'an said innocently, picking up a menu from the counter and handing it to her. "Order whatever you want."
Although it's called a tavern, it also serves food.
Instead of ordering, Feng Guang asked suspiciously, "Are you treating?"
"Of course it's my treat." Although he was unreliable, he still knew how to write the words "gentlemanly conduct".
She smiled with satisfaction, opened the menu, and casually pointed, "This green pepper fish, this green vegetable, and this radish..."
When Ming'an heard her order four or five dishes, mostly vegetables, he couldn't help but say, "Don't be shy about ordering expensive things..."
“I don’t want any of the ones I just mentioned.” Feng Guang interrupted him, putting the menu back on the counter. “Give me one of everything else.”
The boss looked at the stunned Ming'an and laughed, "You're going to have to spend a lot of money this time."
“This isn’t bleeding, it’s practically skinning and dismembering…” Ming’an looked at Feng Guang with an expression of deep admiration. “You ordered so much, can you even finish it?”
"You can take the leftovers home. What, you're not willing to spend the money? You just said you'd treat me."
"Fine, fine, you decide." Ming An reluctantly took out a card, paid the bill, and then led Feng Guang to a private room on the second floor.
The hotel served the food quickly; in just a few minutes, all the dishes Fengguang had ordered were served. She took a bite with relish and said, "It's been so long since I've had meat... It feels so good to eat meat."
"You're having a good time, but you've eaten up all the money I saved up for my wife." Ming'an was surrounded by empty bottles of liquor. Every sip of his drink made him wince, but he had a high alcohol tolerance, so he couldn't get drunk and forget about the huge loss.
Feng Guang pushed a plate of food in front of him, "Then you should eat it too. Once you eat it, you'll feel like you've gotten your money's worth."
"Thanks, but I'll still drink." Ming An glanced at the only plate of vegetables she pushed over, but showed no gratitude whatsoever.
He planned that the next time he saw Xia Chao, he would definitely ask him for five times the tuition fee.
Feng Guang didn't care what he was thinking; as long as she had food, she was fine. While eating, she asked, "Is that shop owner also from the Hunter Association?"
Why do you ask that?
"I feel like he can tell my identity, but I can't sense that he's one of our kind. However, unlike other hunters, he doesn't make me instinctively feel repulsed."
Ming An hadn't expected her to be so perceptive, so she smiled and said, "He's from the Hunter Association, but he's not a hunter. He's just in charge of intelligence gathering."
“I see…” she said, biting her chopsticks. “There were many people in the hall just now, and it seemed like there were one or two werewolves among them.”
"That's not surprising. This place is a mixed bag, with all sorts of people. As long as they don't cause trouble, the Hunter Association and the Senate will ignore it."
"That's true..." There were some things she wasn't worried about, so she focused on her culinary adventures.
Another fifteen minutes passed, and Ming'an had finished two bottles of wine. Seeing that she had finally stopped eating, he asked, "Are you full?"
"Mmm...I'm full." She leaned back in her chair and let out a comfortable sigh.
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