The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 566 One Dish and One Book

Klotak left the place, looking back every few steps.

As soon as he left, Moran and Vasida went to the plot of land she had chosen.

It's not far from Vasita's obsidian house, just a five-minute walk away.

A square open space with a sign that reads "West District 199". The island's mountain range is right next to it. If a giant dragon were to come, it could just land on the mountain next to it, which would be very convenient.

Moran flew into the air on his broomstick and estimated the size of the plot of land:

"This is more than enough to fit my mobile home, and there's even extra grass outside the yard. Hmm... let me think, why don't I renovate the {Mobile Home Card}, expand the yard, and create an outdoor dining area?"

She felt that the dining environment should also help attract long-distance customers.

Having heard that dragons love shiny things, Moran, based on her knowledge of dragons' preferences, renovated the courtyard and exterior of the mobile dwelling.

Once the design is complete, simply redesign the {Mobile Residence Card} and rework it.

It was done in just a few minutes.

What was once a bare lawn has now become a yard with highly saturated colors and a vibrant array of hues.

The courtyard gate is inlaid with gemstones, the path is paved with gold bricks, the outdoor dining area is huge, the exterior wall bricks are cut from green jade, the window sills are made of red coral, the roof tiles are made of sapphire, and on the roof of the attic, there is a huge seven-colored crystal ball that looks almost as big as the head of a dragon.

Vasita looked at the courtyard with some confusion: "You didn't live in this house when you were in Moon Harbor, did you?"

She had seen the photos Moran sent; the courtyard in the photos was quite beautiful and looked very cozy.

This one is pretty, but it's too visually overwhelming.

Her obsidian house and her house are the complete opposite.

The key question is: who will pave the roads with gold, make the wall bricks with jade, and use gemstones for roof tiles?

"It's all to attract dragons!" Moran said. "I guarantee that now, if any dragon glances down at the island from the sky, it will immediately notice that there's a new house here!"

Vasita suddenly realized.

She had no doubt how conspicuous Moran's house was.

The sun was shining brightly, and she couldn't help but squint when she looked at the house; it was so dazzling and bright.

Moran pulled out a wooden board and a piece of gold ore.

The gold ore was shaped using a gold-shaping technique and wrapped around a wooden board, making it easy to pick up and looking almost identical to a pure gold plate.

Moran inscribed the words on the gold plate, following the rules of Delicious Island.

[One dish, one book]

Star Rating: Five Stars

Chef: Moran (Witch)

[Specialty Dishes: Desert Salt-Baked Giant Scorpion, Exploding Crystal Ore, Tsunami Soup Hot Pot, Moonlight Frosting Gem Cake, Golden Butter Baked Rock Turtle, Permafrost Glacier Sashimi, Deadly Mushroom Layer Tower, Lightning-Struck Deep-Sea Octopus Tentacle, Rotten Swamp Blood Feast Platter, Hell Lava Grilled Whole Beef]

[Notes: 1. Only one customer can be served at a time, with priority given to new customers. The same customer cannot be served repeatedly within a week. 2. Only one dish can be ordered per person. 3. A book that the chef has not read must be provided as payment for the meal. 4. Payment is required before dining.]

After the gold plaque was hung at the entrance of the courtyard, Vasida counted the names of the dishes: "One, two, three... nine, ten, ten dishes, all of which I have never heard of before!"

“I haven’t heard of it either.” A voice rang out from behind them. “!!!” Vasita whirled around: “Knotak! Didn’t you leave?”

“The crystal ball was so dazzling that I was curious to see which chef had such good taste to build such a beautiful house,” Klotak said.

Vasita glanced at him sideways: "I think you still want to eat Moran's cooking!"

“Is that okay? I really haven’t eaten enough yet,” Klotak said.

"..." Moran did not answer, but tapped the notes on the gold plate.

She put this rule at the top because she was worried that a certain foodie dragon would treat this place as his canteen and come here every day.

Although Knottak doesn't look like a strong person at all, he is a genuine veteran super peak powerhouse.

Their exact rank is unknown; it's unclear how many times they've visited the Well of Heaven and how many unpredictable and wondrous techniques they've mastered.

When he comes to eat, he really means it, so Moran has no choice but to obediently act as his cook and prepare food for him.

For Moran, receiving dragon guests who couldn't provide her with memories of dragon language magic inheritance was a waste of time.

If it weren't for the fact that it wasn't appropriate to openly restrict the level of dragon riders, she would have loved to write "Limited to peak-level and below dragon riders" on the gold plaque.

This is the only way to refuse now.

"Only one customer can be served at a time, with priority given to new customers, and the same customer cannot be served repeatedly within a week?" Knottak, who wanted to eat some more delicious food, was struck dumb: "I was doing a chef's level assessment before, does that count? I haven't even paid for the meal yet!"

“You can pay now if you want,” Moran said with a smile. “I’m so sorry, I just wanted to come to Delicious Island to relax for a while, meet some new friends, and maybe even get some interesting books. I don’t have any intention of opening a proper shop here to make money.”

She's a witch!

She's a witch!

She's a witch!

Knottak muttered to himself, then pulled out a copy of "Dragon's Delight" with a heavy heart: "The cost of that dish."

"I haven't actually read this book before!" Moran happily accepted the book, then presented her with a recipe for desert salt-baked giant scorpion: "This is for you."

This was agreed upon beforehand.

Knottak: "..."

Damn it! He has five-star chefs under his command!

He refused to believe that with a recipe, he couldn't replicate this dish!
He wants to eat his fill when he gets back!
Knottak left, full of resentment.

Moran then looked up and waved to the familiar red dragon on the neighboring mountain. The wind element carried her voice to his ear: "Want to eat? We have super spicy hell lava roasted whole cow!"

This guy has been craning his neck and looking up from the mountain for quite a while now.

A peak-level young dragon, with a clear and innocent look in its eyes, is perfect for reading memories and secretly learning dragon language magic.

The red dragon swallowed hard, transformed into human form, clutched its belly, leaped into the air, landed smoothly, and ran to her yard: "Super spicy?"

"Have you ever heard of the Hellfire Chili?" Moran asked.

"I know, I know!" The chubby red dragon nodded and said, "It's the Hellfire Chili, a unique level-two resource of the Dawn Academy. It's super spicy and fragrant, and eating it can increase the effects of fire element magic! It's a pity that the seeds of the Hellfire Chili can't be planted at all, otherwise I would have my servants plant these chilies all over my territory! I'd use these chilies to line my nest!"

Even though Moran knew that people in the Red Dragons generally loved spicy food, she was still stunned by what this person said: "You must be the one in the Red Dragons who can handle the spiciest food!"