"I'm not!"

The girl suddenly became so angry that she puffed her cheeks.

At this time, Qian Chen's leisurely voice came.

"You are a hero, an emperor, a murderer, or a demon who destroys the world.

No matter what your identity is in your own world, you only have one identity here, that is my diner, that's all."

Stark immediately screamed.

"Hey! Boy, aren't you serious? Even the murderer and the world-destroying madman have to entertain him?"

"Of course, this is my principle of opening a store. When I enter my restaurant, I am my guest. I don't care what the identity of the guest is or what secrets are hidden."

Qian Chen cuts the railway decisively.

Stark spread his hands with helplessness.

"Okay, this is your restaurant, you have the final say."

It seems that they have confirmed that the two of them really don’t care about her appearance at all.

The silver-haired half-elf girl took a deep breath, subconsciously clasped the green gem on her chest, and said solemnly.

"Thank you for agreeing with me!"

The girl pursed her lips and spoke again.

"My name is Amilia, as you see, a half-goddess."

Her smile was sweet and pure, like the breeze blowing through the green grassland.

Qian Chen felt in an instant that his heart seemed to be hit by lightning.

He was so scared that he quickly recited his sister's name in his heart.

"Shhh!! What a nice name! It's a pity that the boss doesn't sell wine, otherwise I must have a good toast this lovely lady!"

Stark was even more unbearable and started to speak in daily life again.

"Ahem!"

Qian Chen coughed twice and glared at Stark fiercely.

Stark shrugged and began to concentrate on dealing with the fried bread in front of him.

After all, although the girl is cute, it is not his own. What he prefers is the vigorous, wild giant and blond Persian cat.

What's more, the girl doesn't have the delicious pancakes in front of him?

"Please sit down."

The girl named Amilia nodded and found a seat next to her and sat down.

"Please look at the menu. Please tell me what you need."

Qian Chen said as he handed the menu to Amilia.

Amilia looked at him blankly, her expression as if she was saying, "So your place is really a restaurant."

“…”

This child's cute attributes are truly impressive.

Aware of Qian Chen's strange eyes, Amilya's pretty face turned red, she lowered her head slightly, and said a little embarrassedly.

"Sorry, I've never eaten in a restaurant because I'm always kicked out..."

It looks not only cute, but also has a miserable life.

Stark, who was standing beside him, interjected while tasting the fried bread.

"In my opinion, it seems that girls who can reject as cute as you are, those guys are either blind or gay guys, except for those beauties who are jealous of your beautiful appearance."

"Only this time, I think what Mr. Stark said makes sense."

Qian Chen nodded in agreement.

However, Stark's change also made him feel a little abrupt.

Compared to when he first came in, Stark seems to have become a different person now.

This description is not accurate. To be precise, it seems that a certain knot was untied and the whole person was completely relaxed.

Qian Chen naturally wouldn't know that he was the culprit who caused all this.

Emilia, who was sitting quietly at the table, didn't know whether it was because of Stark's praise or dirty words, her face turned redder. She lowered her head deeply and almost buried it in her chest.

"Anyway, let's take a look at the menu first."

Qian Chen said as he handed over the menu.

Amilia didn't look at it much, she turned the page and whispered.

"That's all..."

Qian Chen's face suddenly became strange.

"Are you... sure you want this!?"

“Eh?”

Amilia raised her head in surprise and looked at the page she opened.

There were a few slices of beef with even thickness on the red spicy oil, and a few pure white rice noodles could be seen vaguely under the translucent oil layer.

Just simply watching it makes people feel their mouths burning, and the chrysanthemum... cough cough!

The dishes ordered by Amilia are "secret beef noodles" mainly based on spicy flavor.

"That...is there something wrong with this dish?"

Amilia said curiously.

"Is there any problem? This dish is very spicy and not very friendly to people. I don't recommend girls to try it."

Qian Chen reluctantly explained in more tactful sentences.

Unexpectedly, the more he explained, the more he aroused Emilya's curiosity.

“What does spicy taste like?”

"Well..."

"I've tasted sour, sweet, bitter, salty, ice, but what's spicy?"

Amilia stretched out a finger and pointed it on her jaw, her face was very confused.

“Spicy is…”

Qian Chen was suddenly stunned.

Strictly speaking, spicy taste is a pain, a burning sensation similar to hallucinations.

But this is obviously not suitable for diners.

It’s not that they have any special hobbies. They come to taste delicious food, not to suffer.

At this moment, Qian Chen had a flash of inspiration.

"Miss Amilia, do you have pepper there? It's the kind of black and gray powder that tastes a little hot in your mouth, it smells so hot that it will make people sneeze accidentally."

Amilia suddenly realized.

"You are talking about Mahu fans."

"Is that true?"

Qian Chen picked up the condiments on the table for diners and opened the lid.

A strong peppery smell immediately drifted out.

"Ah cut!"

Aroused by the pepper, Emilya couldn't help but sneeze.

She quickly covered her nose, approached the mouth of the seasoning bottle and took a quick look, then immediately shrank back.

"That's right! That's it!"

"That's simple. You can think of the spicy flavor as a concentrated Mahu flour several times."

Hearing Qian Chen's words, Amilia's little face suddenly wrinkled and her expression became very entangled.

At first, she was just curious about the taste of "spicy", but she didn't expect the taste of spicy food to be so exciting.

She suddenly wanted to give up.

After hesitating for a while, Amilia gritted her teeth and nodded vigorously.

"I still want to order this."

‘Since I have walked out of the forest, I can’t escape anymore!’

With this awareness, Amilia insisted on her choice.

Qian Chen looked at her with admiration as he looked at the warrior, then turned around and walked back into the kitchen.

About twenty minutes passed.

Qian Chen walked out of the kitchen, holding a bowl of steaming hot and fragrant, and the red oil shop looked like a miniature erupting volcano-like beef powder.

He put the beef noodles in front of Emilya.
Chapter completed!