(ps: I was so tired when playing in the internship. My fingers were worn out. I was tearfully covered with bubbles and asked for recommendations and red tickets... Uh, does anyone want to recommend it to me?)

In the evening, Mora came out of the hotel room. There were already many sailors, merchants and passenger travelers holding ale and talking about ale.

When Mora came downstairs, he attracted a lot of attention. Many guys who were planning business opportunities or with strange thoughts all turned their attention to this mysterious young tourist at the same time.

The sunset was lazy and gracefully through a window, sprinkling on Morra who was walking down the stairs. Under the evening sun, the young man bathed in the dim glory seemed to an angel falling from the sky - perfection, nobility, and mystery.

At this time, Mora was still wearing the thick gray silk robe, but the hood was not worn on her head. Her long hair that had not been trimmed for a long time naturally fell down, dyeing with a faint glow.

In an instant, the small hotel was quiet for a few seconds without any sound. However, these were all old people. Although they were shocked by this scene, they soon talked about business disputes or interesting things in the sea as if nothing had happened. However, it was obvious that these people who were talking had no longer the enthusiasm they had just now.

A prince in trouble? a nobleman who escaped marriage? a mysterious wizard traveling?...

Countless speculations circling in these people's minds. Looking at the perfect young man who looks like an elf, many people can't help but move their minds to him.

Moral sat down near a table where a little girl sat. The little girl looked at Moral in curiosity and surprise. Such a big brother who was so perfect that he sat next to him, was simply happier than eating honey.

Mora smiled gently at the girl, and the little girl smiled foolishly, with nine teeth showing! There were even some peach-shaped stars in her eyes. However, Mora did not find the trouble she brought to the little girl. The four or five-year-old girl was just a little bean to him.

In the distance, a young waiter coughed lightly, then packed up the bow tied around his neck (that's how it's called?), picked up a plate with an order book and walked over.

Seeing this guy walking towards Mora, many people showed a very strange brilliance in their eyes, and a few even smiled evilly. When the waiter walked towards Mora, many people had quietly taken out some copper coins from each other, threw the stone coins on the table, and then muttered "%...￥...￥...&" and so on, as if they were making a bet.

The waiter, who was not neatly dressed but pretended to be very professional, walked to Mora, and made a slightly awkward gesture to the ritual that he should have when he saw the noble. However, it was obvious that he had not played this game for some time, so the action looked a bit funny.

It was like a Rabian's right hand stroked his chest, and a salute raised on his eyebrows, which seemed very incongruous to be with him. The person who looked at him secretly laughed at him. However, the waiter's face did not change at all, and he was very solemn, just like a ritual family that had been strictly trained.

After finishing the awkward manners, he put the ordering book on the tray in front of Mora and said to Mora with great grace: "Dear guest, what do you want to order?"

Morala did not pick up the order book, nor did she immediately answer the words of the waiter who seemed a little weird. She took out a pair of brightly colored desserts from her empty hands like a magical change, and then ate a small candy bean in the little girl's wide eyes. Morala showed off to the little girl with a little bad look.

Then Mora put the candies on the table. The little girl was tearful and bit her fingers hard. She looked at Mora hatefully, as if she was condemning him not to invite him to eat. Finally, Mora couldn't help laughing, and stopped teasing the little girl, pushed the candies in front of her, and said, "Give it to you."

Unexpectedly, the little girl was angry, pouted, turned her head to one side, and raised it high. But she couldn't help but turn it back a little, and from the corner of her eyes kept secretly looking at Mora and the cute candy.

Mora was amused by the girl's little movements, and reached out to pick up a big pink cake and bit off half of it. The little girl finally couldn't help it, and immediately turned around and pounced on the pair of candies.

"Ah-Brother, you're so bad, it's all mine!"

Morala smiled "hehe" until the girl felt a little embarrassed again, so she divided a part of it and said to Morala: "You look so good, you must not lack delicious food. I will give these to me, and you will not grab them back, right?"

Morra smiled happily, not teasing the cute girl, then turned to the waiter who was still bent down and holding the tray until now, and looked at him with a little surprise for a while, saying, "Are you tired?"

The waiter replied very politely: "I always treat every guest as my master."

"puff--"

"Ahem...ahhhh..."

"Cough...choke..."

There was a choking sound behind it.

Morra's lips curled up, "Really?"

"Of course, a distinguished guest."

"What's going on with the itchy ordering book on your tray?"

The waiter's face has not changed at all until now, and he is polite: "Customer, you are joking, there is no itchy powder. Look," said the waiter, holding the ordering book in his hand.

Morala glanced at it and it was indeed not. "Did you change the trick today?" Zhen Ni told herself that the owner of this shop often pretended to be a waiter to tease the new passengers, and then used free methods to dispel the anger of the guests. However, Morala didn't care much at that time, so she only remembered a itchy powder.

Shrugged helplessly, Mora said, "Forget it, boss, don't spend your trick on me anymore. I've given you the money for my accommodation and will not be recovered."

Finally, the waiter's face changed: "Have the guest been here? Why don't I remember it?"

Morra did not return to him: "A barbecue squid without spit, two small plates of clams without dandruff, a small pot of juice without mysterious liquid and two cups. Wait until dinner to get another portion of rice and fish soup. Also without ingredients."

Mora didn't say the same dish, but someone couldn't help but cover his stomach and looked a little unstoppable.

"What? Clams are dandruff, no wonder I haven't noticed them yet! Ah—! Vomit—"

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"vomit--!"

Several customers who were accidentally eating clams immediately vomited, and several people who remembered that they had eaten the special special dish made in this restaurant, - clams, couldn't help but vomit.

He scolded the boss who was so mean, but no one took action. He attacked a powerful warrior with a weird temper. He didn't have anyone to beat him like this. In such a mixed place like Haizhen, all those who were not good at brains were soaked in the sea.

"Is the little girl your friend?" The boss pretending to be a waiter finally put down his disguise, pulled off his uncomfortable bow tie, and then made it to Mora's table.

The little girl looked alert and protected her snacks with her hands. She widened her eyes and looked at the boss, "Bad uncle, my dad will give you the money right away. Don't rob me of my food!"

The boss glanced at the little girl, and scared her to her neck immediately and sat a little far away from him. "Little girl, although you are very young, you will be punished if you talk nonsense! Do you think I am like a bored weird uncle who snatches the little girl's things?"

After saying that, the boss's fingers flashed rapidly, and immediately a big pink cake fell into his mouth. Before the little girl could react, the boss clapped his hands and said to Mora: "Haha, although I don't know... utter--!"

This guy vomited, "Haha!…ah! What is this?!"

Mora shrugged and looked at her and realized that the snacks were missing again, so the little girl who was about to cry and chuckled: "Only children can taste this kind of food, but middle-aged people can only eat it. What are you eating now?"

“Wow—————”

The boss vomited very much, "It's so...was nauseous!...drip-!"

Seeing that the boss was actually being abused by someone, I wonder how many guys who had just vomited were so happy that they almost ate all the food on the table! It was a delicious food with ingredients... utter-!

Finally, the boss had almost vomited, and then shouted: "You bastard, Vlaki, you are just here to give me a glass of water and rinse my mouth and clean it!"

After shouting, the boss looked at Mora viciously: "You boy, that girl asked you to mess with me?"

Morla ignored this angry boss. Zhen Ni had a very strange relationship with the owner of this hotel. When he came here, although Zhen Ni did not explain it carefully to Morla, Morla saw that the unusual things between the two people were probably the life-saving benefactor or the love and hatred of the previous generation.

Morla handed the boss a quick candy, "Don't rinse your mouth, use this, and then you can't eat within three days, otherwise, I don't know what the consequences will be?"

The boss who had just fallen into trouble took the doubtful ending and the piece of candy wrapped in silver foil handed to him by Mora. Suddenly, he approached Mora in a very low voice and said strangely: "Do you like the little girl very much?"

Mora casually brushed her hand, and the boss who was not serious immediately took two steps back, his expression changed more than a dozen times in an instant, and then he smiled enthusiastically: "Customer, wait a moment, I'll bring you the food you want immediately."

After saying that, he immediately turned around and left, and after walking for a few steps, he immediately shouted: "Vlaki, you are a bad guy! Do you want the salary this month? I'll call you to work and where are you going to die!?"

Although he roared at his own guy, the boss himself walked into the kitchen behind quickly. In the eyes of others, he probably wanted to prepare a special "food" for Mora. However, when he entered the back of the kitchen, the dirty clothes immediately became dull, and the sweat left from the boss's head wet his hair, and he looked like he had just been fished out of the sea.
Chapter completed!