Since witches are a race that is calm regardless of whether they are noble or inferior, Jiang Han boldly placed the items in the alchemy workshop. After asking Miss Zhou Xue to help her look at her bag, she carried her wallet and walked to Alchemy Street to eat.
dinner.
It was already dark at this time, and the streets were slightly cool. Although the streets were still buzzing with people and very lively, the chill had already set in, so the witch had to add some more magic power to resist the cold.
Walking on the street, Jiang Han looked around, slightly confused. For people with obsessive-compulsive disorder, choosing a restaurant is so uncomfortable.
Chinese food? I ate a bit too much. Japanese food? I also ate too much. Soviet cooking, this is something to consider. She covered her hungry stomach and suddenly smelled a unique aroma. A smell of toasted bread and oil.
The aroma of fried minced garlic and grilled sausage that seemed to reveal a burning smell penetrated her nostrils. She couldn't help but turn her head towards the place where the aroma was wafting.
It was an Italian restaurant called Penlasa.
It has an exaggerated cafe shape that is instantly recognizable as Italian, with spiral art-like chimneys and Baroque marble roofs, exquisite wooden relief walls, signboards in Italian with mottled traces of history, and hangings at the door.
Light up some cat lights!
Those fat cats have black fur and are dressed like the witch's lucky cats. They also hold the Italian translation of the witch's encyclopedia in their paws, and they are also called prefaces and postscripts.
The invigorating aroma of Patalone sausage, garlic bread, and mushroom cream soup comes from this Italian restaurant, no, maybe a cafe, or maybe
It's said to be Italian-style Italian fast food.
Jiang Han suddenly found that he was already standing in front of this restaurant. On the left and right sides of it were an alchemy coffee shop and an enchantment coffee shop. The Italian restaurant stuck in the middle was like a flowery man hugging him from left to right.
Like a witch, really passionate, or should I say it's unique?
She had no choice but to go to this bar and met by chance. It also felt like a hot Italian style. She pushed open the restaurant door with both hands, and the warm air carrying the fragrance of the food hit her body, making the hungry Jiang Han couldn't help but smile longingly.
A waiter wearing a casual two-color plaid shirt, a short skirt, and conservative black pantyhose greeted him with a smile:
"Miss, do you want to make a reservation or dine directly?"
The waitress's smile just showed her teeth and fangs, and she had the feeling that if she looked like Scissorhands on her face, she would be an idol's smile, warm and sunny.
It deserves to be an Italian restaurant, and it deserves to feel like a country with a rolling heat wave. There is no need to wear fancy clothes, as long as you have taste and enthusiasm, and an eternal and ambiguous sunny smile, what is not a romantic tourist country?
Jiang Han nodded, estimated the size of his wallet and the currency he could take out recently, and said while calculating the recipes for himself:
"Dine directly, just me."
"That's right, I understand." The waitress pointed her finger at the headset next to her ear, and after saying a few words quickly in a very soft voice, she smiled brightly: "Go forward, we have equipped you with the exclusive
The clerk will take you to your seat.”
After Jiang Han thanked him, he walked forward, stood still, turned around, and heard and saw the waitress shouting to the next guest:
"Welcome! Would you like to take a seat or dine directly?"
Enthusiasm is really an extremely useful talent among witches. It is only slightly lower than the status of appearance. Looking back, Jiang Han walked into the restaurant corridor and heard the enthusiastic voice again:
"Welcome to Peng La Sa! I am your exclusive clerk, and I will be responsible for your next order and eh? Jiang Han?"
The enthusiastic introduction came to an abrupt end and was replaced by a profound sense of surprise.
Jiang Han looked over and saw that the clerk had a short stature, only slightly taller than her, a cute face with baby fat, a low ponytail that made one suspect that she was an elementary school girl, and light gold eyes.
It's Qiao Rou!
A low-level manager in the Dream Garden, a low-level leader in the photography studio, a woman who can make vulgar jokes about overheated cannons under her cute appearance. Although she told the truth, I heard that she also worked part-time as a rune maker in the rune making workshop.
Arranging staff, working part-time as a typist in an office building, and even Jiang Han's good friend, Miss Chen Ligu, would occasionally see this well-behaved witch doing odd jobs in the office.
And now, we meet again!
In an Italian restaurant!
I met this witch warrior again.
Why do you appear again? In my life? Do you have a crush on me?
Before Jiang Han could say the joke, Miss Qiao Rou grabbed his forearm with both hands, took him into a private room, and pushed him into a seat.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Han rubbed his paws, said something, and saw Miss Qiao Rou making a silent gesture to her.
Five or six seconds passed, and a witch wearing a beige suit jacket and skirt walked out of the private room door, holding a cane and a dress hat, and shouted questions to the people passing by.
When passing by the private room, he also said hello to Jiang Han, smiled and said a few words in Italian to Qiao Rou, and then walked away.
After she walked away, Qiao Rou breathed out, her delicate little breasts rose and fell twice, turned her head, pinched her hair in embarrassment and said:
"That's my boss, well, the new boss. A member of the Italian Witch Club. Sometimes she is too enthusiastic. If we look familiar, she will definitely come over and chat with us for more than an hour!"
Your boss is quite unique. Jiang Han patted the other party on the shoulder and encouraged him:
"Don't worry, I will definitely say that I don't know you when the time comes!"
"Hmm." Miss Qiao Rou, who has a cute baby face, had a slightly distorted expression. She shook her head: "No, no, it's more important to get to know you than to be pestered. The part-time job you introduced to me last time
very nice!"
Her smile became brighter again.
Jiang Han looked away with a guilty conscience:
"Yes, that's good."
The person she introduced was a part-time wine seller at the second Witch House in Nancheng. The store manager there was called Luo Haisha, who was somewhat similar to Kraken. You could tell at a glance that he was an octopus man.
Like Kraken, if they travel to a different world with the Cthulhu Mythos, they will definitely be inseparable from Innsmouth!
"Do you have a menu here?" Jiang Han's stomach growled, then he remembered the purpose of coming here, and asked with a little red face.
"Ah, ah, there are some, here!"
As an experienced working witch, Miss Qiao Rou is fully equipped and full of enthusiasm. In short, if you see this baby-fat face smiling at you, you will hardly be in a bad mood no matter what.
There are so many dishes, or in other words, the Witch's restaurant is not like the various fried rice Western restaurants in the previous life. Whatever the style of the restaurant they open, then the food will be of that style. Except for the occasional difference in ingredients, everything is the same.
It is an authentic regional flavor.
For example, there are creamy patalone rolls, whole meat stewed in tomato sauce with truffles, and black truffle pasta with spinach butter.
These regional dishes can be eaten even in China, and they are available at cheap prices.
Therefore, the foodies in the witch world are undoubtedly happy!
Jiang Han ordered a stewed pork with tomato sauce, which came with rich corn cream soup. The last one was naturally the most irresistible pizza in Italian cuisine! No matter what kind of pizza it is, as long as it is Italian pizza, it is
