Stab it! Stab it!
The sound of electric current kept ringing, and the street lights flickered back and forth.
Qin Ran turned a blind eye. After throwing the newspaper in his hand on the bar, he turned around and walked into the bar, standing in front of Mimosa who was still busy.
A few seconds later, a figure appeared in Kieran's vision.
White nightdress, printed with red flowers, disheveled hair, slightly pale face, brown eyes glanced at Qin Hou, and just walked into the restaurant.
The other party chose the chair in front of the bar.
"what do you need?"
After the other party sat down, Qin Ran asked straightforwardly.
"chicken soup."
The other party's voice was hoarse, and it seemed that he hadn't spoken for a long time.
"Luo Ye, a bowl of chicken soup."
Qin Ran said without turning his head.
"Okay, brother."
With a nod of her head, Mimosa took out a soup bowl from the disinfection cabinet and scooped up the soup in a large pot beside her.
Open the lid of the pot, and the rich aroma of chicken soup wafts out.
The culinary skills of mimosa are beyond doubt.
Even though his skills are sealed, his culinary skills are still far behind.
The simplest ingredients can speed up the secretion of saliva.
Maybe there is still some distance from the real transformation of decay into magic, but there is no problem in reaching the level of excellence.
But the guest who entered the restaurant was indifferent, just staring at Qin Ran.
When Mimosa came with the chicken soup, when she saw this guest, her face couldn't help but change. The hand holding the soup bowl was all hereditary. Just when the soup bowl dropped from his hand, Qin Ran stretched out his hand and caught the soup. bowl.
"Go and do your work."
Qin Ran said indifferently, turned around, and put the soup bowl in front of the guest.
"Your chicken soup."
Qin Ran's tone became more and more indifferent.
The guest didn't speak again, and took a sip of the soup bowl.
The speed is very slow, and the movement is also a little stiff.
He held a small soup bowl, and after drinking for two minutes, he put down the empty soup bowl.
"Thanks."
After the other party thanked in a dry voice, he took out a stack of banknotes and put them next to the soup bowl, got up and walked out.
Stab it! Stab it!
The electric current of the street lamp sounded again.
However, what was different from before was that after several rings in a row, the street lights were restored and the path in front of the restaurant became bright.
"She, is she a dead person?"
Until this time, Mimosa asked with lingering fear.
Although the timidity is still there, Mimosa's knowledge is getting richer and richer.
Especially after making up her mind to follow behind Qin Ran, Mimosa consciously learned about the huge city and the dungeon world.
It is very simple to identify a dead person.
"Um."
Qin Ran nodded, and looked at the soup bowl and the stack of banknotes that the other party had touched, with a look of interest in his eyes.
"Shouldn't the dead hate the living?"
Mimosa asked puzzled.
"There are exceptions."
"Or, it's different here."
"only?"
"Interesting."
Qin Ran chuckled, put down the electric baton in his hand, and handed the newspaper to Mimosa.
This is today's newspaper.
On the first page was the photo of the wife-killer and serial killer John Deason, and next to this photo was a photo of a woman.
Even if it was very vague, Mimosa could tell at a glance that this woman was the guest just now.
"She, is she John Deason's wife?"
"Why is she here?"
Mimosa exclaimed.
"She should have come to thank us."
Qin Ran said and handed the checked banknotes to Mimosa.
A total of 10,000 yuan.
Mimosa who took the money was a little dazed.
It's not about the amount of money. For Mimosa, money has always been a number. Even if the situation has improved after entering the dungeon world, Mimosa will not be surprised by money. What really surprised Mimosa is that here The dead not only will not launch an instinctive attack on the living, but will also truly give thanks.
It is really…
Unbelievable!
It took a while before Mimosa gave such an evaluation.
Then, holding the money, Mimosa carefully put it into the almost empty money box beside her.
Their initial funds all came from that John Deason, and after spending the afternoon, they have almost run out. Even though they have no concept of money, Mimosa still knows that this is the next period of time for him and Qin Ran. needed for living.
It is impossible for everyone to give as much coins as a thank you to that special guest.
And Qin Ran doesn't really know how to run this restaurant.
Therefore, the money becomes very important.
"Hope enough!"
Mimosa thought silently.
There is a fresh sense of crisis in my heart.
Different from previous fears, this time Mimosa was worried about money for the first time since she was born.
very fresh.
Also urgent.
With such fresh urgency, Mimosa turned and walked into the kitchen.
He wants to use the existing ingredients to make more fragrant food to attract more customers - although Qin Ran may not care much about this restaurant, this is the only way Mimosa can think of to make money now.
The busy sound from the kitchen interrupted Qin Ran's thinking.
He glanced down at the electric baton.
The weakness of the dead to electric shocks and flames made Kieran consciously keep this John Deason's electric baton while cleaning the hotel.
At this stage, this is his weapon against the dead.
However, judging from the guest just now, such weapons are obviously not enough.
Maybe it can deal with ordinary wandering souls, as well as that guest.
But who can guarantee that there is no stronger existence
Once a stronger dead person with self-awareness appears, an electric baton is obviously not enough.
At least it has to be a flamethrower.
But there was no way he could get a flamethrower.
Neither his current status nor the channel is possible.
If the science side is temporarily unable to do so, only the mysterious side remains.
Coincidentally, he has a skill to deal with the situation at hand.
"A fragmented ruby with some volcanic ash?"
Qin Ran whispered to himself.
Then, he shook his head again.
With his mysterious knowledge, even if the skill of [Burning Hand] is sealed, it is not difficult to complete a well-known mysterious side attack.
Crackable rubies are not so easy to get.
Even if this dungeon world exists.
But, he has no money.
Of course, this does not mean that Qin Ran gave up.
In Qin Ran's dictionary, there is no such thing as giving up.
He thought of a method that might be able to replace it.
Of course, that was later.
Now
Another guest came.
It was two girls, one helplessly supported the other drunk.
"liquor!"
"Give me wine!"
The drunk one yelled loudly as soon as he entered the restaurant.
"There is no alcohol served here."
"If you need wine, go elsewhere."
Qin Ran said indifferently.
This kind of indifference is based on the apologetic gaze from another girl, if not, he will drive her away.
"No, no wine, then, what's there?"
"If you have something, you can bring it to me."
"It's not that I don't have money!"
The drunken woman has a big tongue and stutters.
So, Qin Ran hated dealing with drunks.
Under the influence of alcohol, not only the behavior becomes rude, but the whole person becomes entangled.
Fortunately, there was a sober person beside him.
"We want a bowl of chicken soup."
The girl who was awake said hurriedly when Qin Ran frowned.
"good."
Qin Ran turned around to get the soup bowl.
"How much is the chicken and chicken soup?"
The drunken girl spoke again.
"10 yuan."
Qin Ran quoted the price.
Perhaps comparing the price of this dungeon world, the price is slightly expensive in the eyes of ordinary people, but in Kieran's view, this is chicken soup made from mimosa, and he doesn't think it is expensive.
If it wasn't for Mimosa's suggestion, Kieran would have been able to increase the price by ten times.
boom!
The drunken girl slammed the table and stood up. She stumbled, and if it wasn't for the support of the girl beside her, she would have fallen to the ground.
But the drunken girl didn't appreciate it, she pushed the girl who was supporting her, but after she didn't push her away, she yelled at Qin Ran, "Is my beauty worth nothing?"
Saying that, the drunken girl crawled on the bar and brought her face closer.
The long eyelashes, the blurred eyes after drunkenness, the flushed face, mixed with the unique vitality of youth, the other party can undoubtedly be called a beauty.
But when the smell of alcohol hits his face, no matter how beautiful a person is, in Kieran's eyes, he is not as good-looking as the body of the upper evil spirit.
In particular, the other party also took pictures of his desk.
So, after thinking about it for a while.
"100."
Qin Ran quoted the price he had originally set.
"You are wise!"
"Ordinary people drink 10 yuan, of course a beauty like me needs 100!"
The drunken girl sat back satisfied.
Drunk people, don't reason with her.
Because the thinking circuits are not in one dimension.
Putting the bowl of chicken soup in front of the other party, Qin Ran calmly told himself that you are now a restaurant owner, and you have to learn how to make money with peace of mind when opening a business.
Avoiding the smell of alcohol, he turned his head and took a deep breath, then picked up the newspaper again and sat behind the bar.
However, the drunken girl obviously didn't want to lose a speaker just like that.
"Boss, what do you mean by love?"
"Spit 200 on the ground."
Qin Ran replied without raising his head.
"What spit 200 on the ground?"
"Am I the one who spits on the ground?"
The drunken girl yelled.
"Spit 300 on the table."
Qin Ran said slowly.
The girl who was not drunk at the side bowed again and again to Qin Ran, hoping that Qin Ran would forgive him, then she turned her head and whispered to persuade the drunk girl.
However, such persuasion is clearly counterproductive.
"leave me alone!"
"I know you're with them!"
"Are you here to see my joke now!"
"Get out, get out!"
Drunk girl shoves another girl.
Caught off guard, the girl was pushed to the ground.
Not only the girl, but also the bowl of chicken soup will be overturned.
And at this time, Qin Ran, who had been sitting at the bar all this time, reached out and picked up the chicken soup, and looked at the drunken girl with displeasure.
"Do you think I'm wrong too?"
"What's wrong with me?"
"I just want to find someone who treats me well and fall in love, what's wrong?"
"But why is he always half-hearted?"
"Why are you looking for those goblins?"
Facing Qin Ran's displeased gaze, the drunken girl suddenly shuddered, half of the wine sobered up in an instant, but the remaining ordinary alcohol made her feel a little cowardly, so she bit the bullet and shouted at Qin Ran road.
He said he was shouting, but the voice was getting lower and lower.
Except for Qin Ran who could hear clearly, the girl who fell could not hear clearly.
"nothing."
"you are right."
"Men, without love, he will love whoever is good-looking."
"Women don't have love either. She will be with whoever treats her well."
"So love is sung."
"Because, it's always nice."
"Not only does it look good, but it's also good for you."
"But is it real?"
Qin Ran asked.
"Is love not real?"
"What is true?"
The girl in front of her asked in a daze.
"It's true."
Qin Ran put the chicken soup in his hand in front of the girl, and continued to speak slowly: "Love can be talked slowly, and you will always find a right one, but you should drink the soup while it's hot."
Looking at the chicken soup put in front of Qin Ran, the girl's brain, which was already anesthetized by alcohol, became more and more confused.
She instinctively felt that it was wrong, but she also felt that what Qin Ran said made sense.
Want to refute, but can not say the reason for the refute.
Finally, she took the chicken soup and drank it down.
He took out a 100 note from his bag and placed it beside the soup bowl.
"Soup money."
Saying that, the drunken girl staggered and walked out.
The girl who fell down bowed and apologized to Qin Ran again, and hurriedly chased him out.
Qin Ran put away the soup bowl, picked up the money, and handed it over to Mimosa again.
Mimosa took the money and looked at Qin Ran with a strange look in her eyes.
"What's wrong?"
Qin Ran asked.
"I feel that what you just said makes sense, brother."
Mimosa said seriously.
"Yeah?"
"It makes sense that someone else wrote it."
Qin Ran handed the finished newspaper to Mimosa, and in the emotion column, the words that Qin Ran just said were clearly written.
Mimosa looked at those words and laughed unconsciously.
"You also think it's ridiculous?"
"I didn't even figure it out, so I went to point out other people."
"If you really want to understand, why are you moaning here?"
Qin Ran said.
Mimosa didn't answer, but looked at Qin Ran with a smile. He felt that Qin Ran was more and more real at this moment.
It was far more real than the one in memory that was entangled in flames and full of murderous aura.
"very nice."
Putting down the newspaper in her hand, Mimosa picked up the used soup bowl with a smile on her lips, and walked briskly towards the kitchen.
Qin Ran glanced at the inexplicably happy Mimosa in puzzlement, and couldn't help but shook his head.
He didn't ask.
Many things are unreasonable.
If anything, make sense.
Then there would be no reason in the world.
it's all...
Mess around.
It's unreasonable.
Qin Ran picked up a magazine that he bought along with the newspaper in the afternoon, sat behind the bar and quietly flipped through it.
In the kitchen, the sound of water flowing.
Behind the bar, the pages of the book kept ringing.
The sky gradually brightened.
The sun rises.
another beautiful day.
Then…
"ah!"
"Dead!"