"That's it! That's it! Otaku who doesn't drink Coke has no soul!"

Shangwen said with emotion, then raised her cup and drank the coke inside.

A happy smile appeared on his face instantly, as if life had reached the peak of happiness at this moment.

After a while, he said to Qian Chen with some embarrassment.

"Master, do you still have Coke here? I want..."

Qian Chen understood in an instant.

"No problem, I can give you two boxes when you leave."

"3Q, Master, you've done me a big favor."

Shangwen blocked his mouth with his hands and said seriously.

"You know, the medieval cuisine was so terrible."

Qian Chen smiled, not saying anything.

Shangwen took the chopsticks directly, picked up a piece of it and was still sniffing! He put the sound of the bull tongue in his mouth and took a bite.

“Hot!”

Although he was burned to his tongue, Shangwen had no intention of spitting out the cow's tongue at all.

The moment the beef tongue touched the tip of his tongue, the thick soy sauce charred fragrance melted on the tip of his tongue with the unique flavor of the beef tongue. The soft but extremely tough, chewy beef tongue seemed to wrap his tongue up.

Moreover, the iron beef tongue has a very exquisite grasp of the heat. The taste of the sauce completely soaks the inside of the beef tongue, but the meat is so tender.

The texture generated by the size of the beef tongue also brings Shangwen infinite satisfaction.

In an instant, Shangwen felt as if he was bounced back and forth on a spring pad.

“Master, the dishes you make are the best Japanese dishes I have ever tasted!”

Shangwen gave Qian Chen a rare thumbs up.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Qian Chen smiled faintly.

"Laftalia, I'll take you here for dinner next time!"

Shangwen, who had eaten the delicious taste of his hometown, felt better. He couldn't help but reach out and stroked Raftalia's head.

"Okay, Lord Shangwen!"

Raphtalia replied happily.

However, when Shangwen took back his hand, Raphtalia's little nose twitched twice, and a trace of worry flashed in her eyes.

Shangwen was about to leave, but found that he seemed to be eating too much and his abdomen was a little swollen. He had no choice but to say to Qian Chen.

"Well, I'm too full. Master, can we stay here for a little longer?"

"It's okay, it's okay for you to stay for as long as you want. I still have something to do, so I'll lose my companion first."

"I'm really sorry, I've caused you trouble."

Qian Chen asked the two to stay for a rest, left their table and walked towards the kitchen.

After looking at Qian Chen's back as he left, Raftalia immediately had an idea. She pretended to be very shy, rubbed her legs, and said to Shang Wen.

"Sir Shangwen, I want to go..."

Shangwen just thought she wanted to go to the bathroom, so she waved her hand casually.

"Go, then come back quickly and don't run around."

"Yes, Lord Shangwen."

Raphtalia replied happily, then jumped off the chair and trotted all the way to the corner where Qian Chen disappeared, leaving only Shangwen at the table to touch his bloated belly alone, humming and whispering.

Raftalia had just turned the corner and immediately found Qian Chen's figure in front of her and shouted quickly.

"Boss, please wait!"

Qian Chen turned around with a puzzled look on his face.

"What's wrong, little guy?"

Laftalia ran to Qian Chen in two steps in three steps.

Perhaps because she ran too quickly, she subconsciously held her knees with her hands and gasped.

Qian Chen quickly patted her back and let her go.

When the little guy recovered, he immediately said to Qian Chen with an urgent look on his face.

"Boss, I feel that I feel that Lord Shangwen's smell does not seem to have changed much!"

"odor?"

Qian Chen showed a hint of confusion on his face.

Raphtalia nodded vigorously.

"Well! Lord Shangwen's smell doesn't seem to have changed much, it's still full of anger and hatred like before, and there is a smell that makes me scared, just like, it's like an endless black swamp!"

Qian Chen did not regard Raftalia's words as a child's joke. His extraordinary sense of smell had similar abilities.

Laftalia is a half-orc, and children are very inspired and can perceive things that adults cannot perceive.

The most important point is...

"Is this true? It seems that I didn't feel wrong with my previous feeling."

Qian Chen touched his chin thoughtfully.

Before, he vaguely felt that the darkness in Shangwen's heart seemed to have no sign of being purified. Now this result was confirmed by Shangwen's closest Laftalia.

"It's a problem now."

Qian Chen couldn't help but frowned.

He could have done his best to infusing some positive and bright emotions into the dishes for the past three dishes, but the darkness in Shangwen seemed to be motionless.

His attitude seemed to have improved, but in fact it was just a normal reaction when a person was happy.

The problem was not solved at all.

Shangwen's heart is still full of hatred and anger.

Qian Chen sighed. Naomi's situation was completely different from that of Nezuko and the zombie dad before.

Both Nezuko and the zombie dad are full of attachment to their relatives and have undestroyed human nature.

Shangwen took the initiative to embrace the darkness after undergoing a major change and forced herself to become cold.

It's like a person hanging on the edge of a cliff.

On the one hand, Qian Chen accidentally slid down, so he just needed to hand him a rope and pull him a handful and bring him up.

On the other side, he jumped down on his own initiative. Not to mention the rope, even if you hold him with your hands, he will still spread your hand open. If you hold it too tightly, he might even bite you.

Shangwen obviously belongs to the latter.

If Joan of Arc was here, he could easily brainwash him and turn him into a saint full of positive energy.

Unfortunately, Qian Chen cannot do this now, so he can only guide but cannot change.

‘It seems that I can only ask a professional to try it out...’

Qian Chen thought about it.

After all, his job is a chef, not a psychology expert or a hypnosis master.

What Shangwen needs more now is a psychology master.

‘I originally wanted to avoid the recruitment system, but now it seems that some things cannot be avoided after all...’

Qian Chen couldn't help but look at Raftalia and found that the little guy looked at him with anticipation and desire.

Qian Chen hesitated for a while and finally made up his mind to speak.

"Actually, I have another way..."

Qian Chen explained the general situation of the recruitment system to Raftalia.

Raftalia's answer was hardly hesitant.

"If Lord Shangwen can restore normalcy, it doesn't matter if I make me unlucky for the rest of my life!"
Chapter completed!