When the lady left completely, Qiu Qiu couldn't help but touch the plate of waffles.

When his fingers were ridiculously crossing the plate, he suddenly realized that he was now a group of virtual guests.

The virtual guests couldn't eat, he clearly knew it, because the guests had told him that they often invited them to play in Weiyan District.

But the lady's attitude of ordering food just now was too natural, which made Qiu Qiu not remember it for a while, and then realized the problem.

Since you can't eat it, why order it?

Qiu Qiu looked up blankly and looked around.

This small shop called "Temperature" looks one-third larger than the Devil's Restaurant. It is estimated that it has two or three floors, and the overall scale is about the same.

In fact, Eden's equipment is not enough to support larger spatial modeling.

This store may also be on a gray street corner in an inconspicuous area. There are only two tables of physical guests, and the rest are all blue glowing people.

Qiu Qiu counted and found that there were eight tables and fourteen people, three of whom had drinks in front of them and chatted in a low voice; two tables had orders of food that they could not eat and were posing for photos; the remaining few were not asked for anything, and they looked down at the terminal attentively.

There was also a person sitting in front of the bar, looking at the small light screen on the stage, which broadcasts the interview at the Battleship Arena in real time.

There should be many invisible guests, who may have shared seats with others.

Qiu Qiu looked at the waffles again, couldn't help it, so he ran to the bar counter to sit down, and asked the person who was wiping the cup in a low voice, not knowing whether he was the owner or the chef.

"May I ask, the black pepper beef noodles I just ordered..."

"It's done." The person suspected of the owner whispered softly.

Qiu Qiu was stunned: "No, I mean, can it be eaten?"

It is suspected that the owner of the shop is a middle-aged bearded man. He is thin and has a fairy-like feeling. From his tone to his eyes, it is very ethereal, which makes Qiu Qiu unable to understand.

"This customer," said Piaomiao's owner, "The food in our store is made freshly, so why can't it be eaten?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Qiu saw a girl in a uniform in the store going to the table he had just sat on and took away the plate of waffles.

A strong reluctance surged in Qiu Qiu's heart!

"But it obviously can't be eaten." Qiu Qiu was almost dizzy and pointed at the waffle, hoping to turn into a ball and jump to this planet immediately, stuffing the waffle into his mouth with a plate.

"Hmm?" The owner of Piaomiao seemed to finally understand what he meant, showing a little bit of just the right surprise: "Is this your first time here in eden?"

Qiu Qiu thought it was indeed so he nodded, watched the plate of waffles slip away from under his nose, and finally entered the invisible kitchen.

"Then you may not know," said the owner of Piaomiao. "With the Alliance's current technological level, you can't perform taste simulation yet, but in this store, you buy more than just food."

Qiu Qiu looked at him stupidly.

Then I heard the shop owner touch his beard in a mysterious way: "...it's the temperature."

Qiu Qiu: “…………???”

"People have temperature, the environment has temperature, and everything in the world has temperature. Temperature difference can make people have wonderful chemical reactions with people, make people integrate with the environment, change, let love come, let inspiration burst, let fate be born, and let you-" The owner drew a circle like Tai Chi with one hand and pointed at Qiu Qiu: "——Sit here."

"..." The owner's tone was very metaphysical and mysterious. Qiu Qiu was confused when he heard it: "But I came here because you are the first in the newcomer list."

"nono." The owner of Piaomiao raised his index finger and shook it left and right: "You can't say that. This is just a manifestation of fate."

Qiu Qiu was already very unhappy. The Volkswagen, who set the default, had a slutty face, and looked like a passerby. NPC: "So, can you eat it?"

"Nannen," the owner comforted him: "I'm doing it, I'm doing it."

Qiu Qiuxin was confused, but was moved by him and decided to wait for a while.

There are no new customers in the store now, so the owner wiping the cup while chatting with him.

"Guest, don't you feel the temperature of our store when you sit here?" The owner pulled his arm, as if showing the country he had built: "This is a work designed by teacher 'Changyuan Baihe'! The teacher won the second place in the ranking of most popular designers last year. His design has been evaluated for the disappearing oriental ancient charm..."

Qiu Qiu didn't even understand Dongfang, let alone ancient charm. He had only read one copy of Qin Aotian.

But when he heard it boring, it doesn't mean that others don't like it. In a short while, several Blu-ray people were attracted by the topic.

Qiu Qiu silently gave a seat next to him for their discussion.

"It's so beautiful," said a guest. "Sit here, I really felt the 'temperature'. Even the small candles on the table are designed with great exquisite design. Through the color and structure of the objects, visually expressing the feeling and synesthesia."

“Teacher Changyuan Baihe is very good at this…”

“Too advanced…”

Qiu Qiu moved another seat next to him, listening silently, and his eyes moved from time to time to time to the food that these people ordered but did not eat.

"It's hard for Mr. Baihe to hire me." A guest smiled and said, "I remember he took the order for half a year and had to interview the client. He was willing to take on the job only if he had a consistent philosophy."

"Even interviews are not everyone has a chance, right?"

"He has a low offer."

The pride of the bearded shop owner was almost emerging from the tip of his beard: "No, it's all fate and luck. There's really not much money, we just talked more speculatively."

Qiu Qiu supported his chin with one hand, and was bored when he suddenly heard the next sentence appear on the beard.

"...But it really depends on people. I heard that the store opposite also invited Mr. Baihe of Changyuan. But he refused and has been abandoned until now, with a white wall."

Qiu Qiu's hand slid: "..."

Who invited whom? Why don't I know?

Then he heard a guest laugh: "I know what you said, is the warehouse opposite? Hahaha."

Another guest said, "I went to the house in the morning and saw it. It was bare and ugly."

"Their chefs are even uglier, and I'm so stupid."

“The menu is handwritten, like elementary school font…”

The owner of Piaomiao sighed: "If they do this, I'm afraid they won't be able to hire a famous designer."

Several guests agreed and became addicted as they spoke.

Sometimes he questioned his rankings for strange reasons, sometimes he said that their Devil Food Mansion bribed the food review agency, bribed the judges at the food festival, and made open moves...

"That food festival video, I'm laughing at it. It's an entertainment competition. If you win a bowl of noodles, you'd be too foolish." One person said: "Wang Wu is simply in danger of being in the evening."

"That's Weiyan District. Isn't it famously broken and messy?"

The shop owner touched his beard and whispered, "I have a gossip to tell you, don't tell me..."

Several guests walked forward unanimously.

"Didn't Mengli Township go bankrupt..." The owner of the shop is mysterious: "I heard that their chef was dug from there."

"Ah——" The guests were collectively booed.

Qiu Qiu stood up slowly and suddenly said with a blank expression: "Where is my face."

"Oh!" the owner said happily, but he did forget him aside and greeted him with a smile: "It should be done, I'll go and get it for you."

After a while, he came back with a steaming plate, put it on the bar, and smiled and said, "Are you going to put it here or to help deliver it to the small table?"

Qiu Qiu stared at him, his eyebrows slowly and frowned little by little.

"This cannot be eaten." Qiu Qiu reached out to touch the plate, but still couldn't touch it, and said coldly: "You lied to me."

Several other guests looked at each other and showed strange expressions.

The owner was a little annoyed by him, and his attitude was not as good as before: "This customer, are you here to find fault? You came to the store through the eden equipment, and you can only see and smell things. Isn't this common sense?"

"..." Qiu Qiu was completely angry: "But I just asked you, you said you could eat it."

"This guy?" A guest who had just chatted with him tried to be a friend and opened the menu to show him: "Look, the menu is clearly written, here are the precautions... and even if you can't eat it, you have to pay five times the price."

"Yes," said another: "This is the alliance rule, to avoid excessive waste for everyone ordering and not eating—but the process of making food is also worthy of appreciation. We just pay for it, don't make a noise, okay?"

"I can't just want to pay the debt..." someone muttered in a low voice.

Qiu Qiu thought it was too ridiculous.

He spent five times the money to buy a delicious meal and put it in front of him, but he couldn't eat it!?

He was so angry that he was about to swell!

"You said you could eat it,"

"Yes!" The owner was completely impatient: "Of course it can be eaten! We made it carefully! As long as you can afford the shipping ticket and the delivery fee, our store will get an insulated box and give it to you! It is guaranteed to be warm!"

Even many invisible guests laughed out loud, thinking that the scene was very good.

"Yes, pay for it!"

"I have to fight against the owner of the shop, I'll take it off now."

"Don't be angry, let's go, it's not worth it..."

Qiu Qiu ignored these voices and said yes without thinking.

Now it was the owner's turn to be stunned, looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "Which area are you in?"

"Weiyan District." Qiu Qiu said.

The onlookers squirted again.

"It's worthy of being Weiyan District, it's really weird."
To be continued...