"Guest, are you full?" Chen Ze smiled happily and narrowed his eyes.

"Of course I'm full. This is the fullest I've eaten in a while. This braised pork tastes really good." Raphael touched his belly with a satisfied look on his face.

"Okay, guest, you have eaten a total of thirty-two braised pork set meals, so you need to pay for the meal." Chen Ze smiled even happier.

Raphael was stunned for a moment. Of course he knew that he had to pay to eat at the restaurant. After all, this was the same rule in orc cities.

But the problem is that Raphael has no money.

Raphael touched his pocket, and there were only a few copper coins there. It was definitely not enough to pay for so many delicious meals.

Raphael would not be so naive as to think that thirty-two portions of braised pork could be prepared with only a few copper coins. After all, the taste was better than that of many restaurants in the royal city.

"Um...well, I don't have any money, can I pay the bill in other ways?" Raphael clasped his hands together and looked at Chen Ze pitifully.

"Of course, guest, we also accept using your ingredients to pay the bill. Depending on the quality and quantity of the ingredients, I will give you a satisfactory answer."

Chen Ze was a little awkward. It wasn't because the other party didn't have money to pay the bill. Moreover, Chen Ze's original idea this time was to pay for the meal through ingredients.

What made Chen Ze awkward was that he couldn't figure out the gender of this suspected angelic creature. He said it was a male, but its tone and appearance were very similar to that of a female.

And if it's a woman, then she has an Adam's apple.

"Ingredients..." Raphael touched his chin. He definitely didn't bring such things as ingredients now.

"As for the ingredients, I don't have them with me right now, but can I ask if I need any ingredients?" Raphael asked a question.

"Well, yes, as long as it is the ingredients from your place." Chen Ze nodded affirmatively.

"That's good." Raphael breathed a sigh of relief.

Then Chen Ze watched with shock as Raphael took off the two pairs of wings from its back and placed them in front of him.

Chen Ze swallowed. The two pairs of wings were still very warm, and there were some blood stains on the base of the wings.

"This..." Chen Ze pointed to the two pairs of wings and looked at Raphael again. He was a little confused now.

"Don't you know?" Raphael gave Chen Ze a strange look.

Originally, it thought that Chen Ze knew about this, so it asked for the ingredients.

"I am Four-winged Diluo, and the wings on my back are also ingredients."

"What's more, if it weren't for your human slave-catching team, I wouldn't be reduced to the point of using my wings to pay off debts." Raphael's eyes were full of anger.

"Then why are you so normal when you see me?" Chen Ze reached out and touched the wings. There were some bones, but the rest was just meat.

"Because you don't seem to be from our world."

"That's the reason?"

"Well, the fundamental reason is that the magic here suppresses me, and I am not strong enough to dare to do it."

Chen Ze nodded with satisfaction and put down the kitchen knife beside him.

Ever since he heard that Raphael had a grudge against humans, Chen Ze silently picked up the kitchen knife. He must know that he is also a human, what if the other party suddenly wants to hit him.

"Put your wings back. It's of no use to me. If I use these wings for cooking, I feel very awkward." Chen Ze pushed the wings back.

"But I can't let you eat for free. Let's just answer a question and bring enough ingredients when you come next time." Chen Ze sighed.

The balance on the bank card is not much, and now I have to buy expensive pork. If I continue like this, I will go bankrupt sooner or later.

"You ask." Raphael took the wings, a burst of light flashed, and the wings returned to their original position.

"Are you a boy or a girl?" Chen Ze was really curious. He even wanted to ask you if you were a crossdresser.

"Our race has no gender before a partner is determined. The gender is determined only after a partner is determined." Raphael was even more certain that Chen Ze was indeed not a human in their world.

This kind of thing is basically known to all the positive planes.

"Okay, then remember to bring enough ingredients next time." Chen Ze took the dishes back to the kitchen. He felt that he had made a big loss.

"Are you really relieved to let me go?"

"Hurry up and chop off your wings before I change my mind." Chen Ze glanced at Raphael's wings with a dangerous look.

He has already thought about how to eat these wings, fry them, grill them, sprinkle them with cumin, and the kid next door will cry with greed.

Raphael fled.

Chen Ze rubbed his head. He really didn't have the courage to use an intelligent creature that was talking to him a second ago as food. That would be too awkward.

Chen Ze looked at the door pushed open by Raphael. He now understood how this visitor from another world came in.

"Did I close the door last night? Did I close it? Did I not close it?" Chen Ze looked at the padlock placed next to the door and was very confused.

Chen Ze returned to the kitchen and began to wash the used tableware.

"Alas, after all the hard work and effort, we still haven't settled the issue of the otherworldly ingredients."

"And all my pork was eaten, really..." Chen Ze sighed, maybe he could file for bankruptcy in a few days.

"Shopkeeper, twenty portions of Buffy." The gloomy voice made Chen Ze shudder. He was still not used to the way these powerful people communicated.

We obviously have a mouth, but do we have to use telepathy to communicate?

Chen Ze poked his head out to take a look, and sure enough, the undead Lord Stan was here again.

This time he just sat on the chair with the appearance of that gloomy old man. It seemed that he didn't have to worry about whether he would miss this problem.

"I also brought some ingredients that you might be interested in." Stan stretched out his hand, took out three ingredients from the space next to them, and placed them on the ground.

Chen Ze smiled happily, the otherworldly ingredients he had been thinking about day and night finally found their way.

"Okay, guest, wait a moment." Chen Ze opened the freezer and started preparing Buffy's supplies.

Stan sat silently in the restaurant. He didn't know why, but since the last time he ate the food here - the thing called Buffy, he was full of desire to eat.

"It's been so long... I haven't had such a great dessert." Stan stared blankly in the direction of the kitchen, knowing that what he wanted was there.

For Chen Ze, barfi was already considered a very simple dessert. After a while, Chen Ze took out five portions of barfi and then returned to the kitchen to continue cooking the rest.

None of the five copies triggered special effects, but Chen Ze didn't value them now.

Stan picked up the spoon, took a spoonful and put it into his mouth. The familiar sweetness instantly filled his taste.

What a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling.

As an undead, even an undead king as powerful as Stan will lose something. This is the law of the negative plane.

Stan lost his sense of taste and all food tasted tasteless in his mouth.

But here, he regained his sense of taste.
Chapter completed!