The doorbell rang on time. When Raven opened the door, he saw a blond girl standing outside the door, holding a large pile of information in her hand and dragging a bag behind her, which seemed to contain a lot of things.
"Hello, whoever you are, please help me put this thing in first, please."
Raven had to use her telekinesis to help her move the pile of things into the house, and the girl jumped in immediately and said: "Harley Quinzel, nice to meet you, where is Schiller?"
"He went out to send a letter. Do you have anything to do with him?"
"It's about his house, but I'm not in a hurry. I didn't bring him any good news anyway. Let me see his new house first."
After saying that, Harry started pacing in the living room without treating himself as an outsider. He nodded and said, "It's not bad. It's warm and interesting. Did you help him decorate it?"
Raven did help Schiller carry some sculptures, so she nodded, and Harry breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, if it were decorated like a model room like in the original manor, we wouldn't be able to hold a party."
, where is the playoff schedule?”
"What playoffs?"
"Of course it's the football playoffs. Please, you won't not watch the game, right? This year's playoffs will attract a lot of attention. You should post the schedule in the most conspicuous place, otherwise people will think you don't watch TV at all.
Country bumpkin."
"I've heard of rugby."
"It seems that you are really a country bumpkin." Harley sighed, but there was not much malice in her tone. She just said: "Okay, where is the nearest printing agency? I didn't expect to miss this. I obviously heard Vincent say
Schiller often goes to football games, and I thought he understood, but he didn’t even prepare for this, and everyone would have nothing to talk about.”
"Maybe he will prepare later." Raven still trusted Schiller. She picked up the remote control and was about to continue watching TV. Harley came over and said, "Are you watching the replay? That one is very popular recently.
Have you seen the drag show? Everyone is talking about it."
Raven shook his head and said, "I think I've seen it before, but I'm not interested. I want to watch that carpenter's show."
"Come on, that's only for old-timers from the redneck state. Who on earth would be interested in the touch of transforming a farm? Quickly change the channel and let's watch that drag show..."
Raven didn't want to give the remote control to this crazy girl because she didn't watch the end of the program last night because she went out for a late-night snack. There was a rerun during the day today and she had to watch it.
So when Schiller came in, he saw the two of them grabbing for the remote control. The pillows on the sofa were thrown all over the floor. Harley's ponytail was completely torn off. Raven was also having a hard time. Harley
Pressed underneath him, the remote control had already slipped out of his hand.
Schiller stood silently at the door and looked at the two of them. When Hallie saw Schiller coming, she got up from the sofa, panted and pushed her hair back and said, "You look like a savage, miss."
"I don't know how you can use this word to describe others so confidently."
"Because if I don't use this word, I will curse even worse. Give me the remote control, I want to watch TV!"
"Okay, ladies." After Schiller finished changing his shoes, he turned to look at the bag of things that Hallie had brought. Hallie immediately rushed over, picked up the bag and shook it at Schiller, with a proud look on his face.
smile.
"I know that you, an old-fashioned person, definitely don't know how to arrange a housewarming party. This is not in your vampire manor. Modern communities have modern social methods, so don't expect to fool them with some reading skills."
"So what did you bring?"
Harley started to take them out one by one. First she took out a lot of Yankees hats and said, "You can stack them together and put them in the corner of the room. People will definitely notice and they will guess that you are from this team."
Of course, you can also say that you are not a fan and that you only got these hats by chance, and then they will complain to you for at least dozens of minutes about how poor the quality of certain teams’ peripherals is.”
"This is an old boat oar. I got it from my uncle's old house." Harley took out another long oar and said, "Many rich people in Gotham have fishing experience.
The ocean-going fleet here was once very prosperous. If you have an oar, you can recall the experiences of your father's generation with them. This is a topic that cannot go wrong."
"The remaining parts are a foosball table. This is not a commercial product that can be bought in the store. It is the last batch produced by this company in 1897. The difference is that the villains in it are all wearing the Gotham Football Team at that time.
Team uniform, commemorative model!”
"There are also some backyard barbecue equipment. I know you don't like barbecue, but you can't deny that the backyard barbecue is the most important part of the party. They can discuss the freshness of the ingredients for half an hour."
"Oh, by the way, you should have bought the ingredients, right? Let me see the quality of the meat. It seems that you don't go to the market often. If you are cheated, those people will laugh at you for being..."
Harley walked over and pulled the freezer door of the refrigerator. Schiller, who was standing by the door, wanted to stop her, but it was too late. The moment the freezer door opened, a strong evil aura emitted.
The raven flew into the air in a flash, with red hair flying fiercely behind her head. Powerful power surrounded her, forming a strong whirlwind, and her eyes radiated light of power.
"Harley! Close it quickly!"
Harley took a deep breath and slammed the door of the cryogenic layer shut. Raven drew her sword and looked around in confusion. She couldn't find where the descending demon was, so she had to slowly fall to the ground.
"What's going on?" Raven looked around and said, "I just felt the devil coming, and it was a very powerful one."
"Your illusion." Schiller said firmly.
"But I obviously..."
"It's definitely an illusion." Harley leaned against the refrigerator door.
At this time, Raven also realized that there might be a problem with the refrigerator. She walked over and looked at Harley with suspicion. Harley showed her a fake smile, and went crazy in the corner where Raven could not see.
Give Schiller a wink.
"Go away and let me see," said the raven.
"It's nothing to see. Maybe some chemicals in the refrigerator leaked just now, causing hallucinations." Schiller said: "This is what happens to some refrigerators that have not been maintained all year round."
Raven didn't quite understand these modern electronic devices and was a little skeptical. Seeing Harley nodding her head there, she had to temporarily put aside her suspicions.
When Raven used his telekinesis to move the things Harley had brought to the backyard, Harley hid next to the refrigerator, pulled Schiller's sleeves hard and said, "I saw at least five pairs of hooves, why don't you push yourself to death?"
?!"
"You know that's not me."
"Don't change the subject. You're not going to give this to the guests, are you?"
"Of course not, I haven't bought any meat yet."
"I hope you're talking about normal meat... I mean it's too late not to buy it now, isn't there a party the day after tomorrow? Are you going to just throw a cow to the guests?"
"Shouldn't it be better to buy ready-made ones..."
"Please, you are in a wealthy area. Of course you have to order the freshest meat from a farm in the suburbs. You need to order it at least three days in advance. You also need to have a familiar farmer friend. Let them help you divide it into steaks.
And skewers, is it possible to go to the market to buy them? Those meats are not organic, you will be laughed at."
Just as he was talking about this, the doorbell rang, and Schiller saw Sivana's face when he opened the door.
"Hello, sir... Oh, professor, do you live here? I heard some noise when I was riding by here. Are you okay?"
"I have nothing to do." Schiller shook his head and said, "Would you like to come in and sit for a while?"
"No, you must be very busy preparing for the banquet. Besides, I don't want to ruin the surprise of the day. If you need any help, please contact me. I'll leave first."
Sivana left, and Schiller stared at his back and thought, this is a very smart man. He must have felt the fluctuation of power with his right eye, so he rushed over.
If the person living here was an ordinary person, he might have been knocked down by him, but he gave up the plan of taking action the moment he found out that it was Schiller. This proves that he must have investigated Schiller, so he did something.
Prevention.
Hallie seemed to hear Schiller's thoughts. When Schiller turned around, Hallie looked at him and said: "There is no need for any investigation at all. The expression on your face just now was like saying, 'Please come in.'"
Well, what I need most help with is that I need you to be the main course of my banquet."
"No time for jokes," Schiller said with a sigh.
In the past, Merkel was responsible for handling the ingredients for the manor. Their butlers seemed to have a group responsible for purchasing, and Alfred was their leader, so Schiller never needed to worry about the ingredients.
But now that his butler is absent, Schiller has indeed never bought groceries by himself, but according to his experience in his previous life, everything should be available in the market.
At this time, he forgot to consider the national conditions of the United States. Food in the United States is divided into organic and non-organic. Most cheap supermarkets sell non-organic products, let alone pesticides. Clenbuterol is legally added.
If you want to buy organic products, you have to go to an organic supermarket, but organic products are also divided into many grades, such as green and pollution-free, vegan organic, and ordinary organic. The prices are different and the categories are also different.
What stands at the top of the contempt chain is local organic food, most of which comes from surrounding farms. What is even better than this is that a farmer friend ate it freshly on the farm that morning, because this not only proves that the meat is good, but also proves that
You are very well-connected.
For Gothamites, this is particularly important, because there are no farms around Gotham, and the agricultural development in the metropolis is not very good, so being able to get farm-fresh meat is a sign of status.
Schiller did not take this into consideration, but he also knew that he could not give the meat in the freezer to his guests. Ordinary people could not eat those things.
More importantly, when Raven walked around the living room, his eyes were always on the freezer layer, obviously doubting what was contained there. Schiller had no intention of opening it recently.
Soon Schiller received replies from guests with all kinds of allergens. After sorting them out, he found that the only thing they could eat at the same time was meat, so meat became the top priority.
When thinking of the farm, Schiller would naturally think of a person, but he knew that Clark must be very busy now. Schiller hesitated, and finally did not call.
As a result, just after they finished breakfast, there was a movement in the backyard. Schiller walked over and saw Clark landing on the lawn of the backyard - with a cow and a sheep.