Storm of Gods

Chapter 124 Miss Aries' Gift

Ding dong ding dong ding dong dong...

Music came from the upper room of the Carp Dragon Inn. Miss Aries' gift had arrived. The proud little yellow bird finished eating the fish, flicked its tail, and flew away.

Li Xin wasn't too concerned about Aries taking his position; he had his own judgment. However, to ensure safety, he still made a judgment, which turned out to be favorable. Perhaps if they met in person, Aries might even be able to help him out.

The gift was a delicate but somewhat plain little harp. Li Xin tried to play it, and as an experienced person, he could tell that Miss Aries had made the harp with care. Actually, there was no need to go to such lengths; what a pity.

Ah, if only it were made of gold.

At this moment, Daenerys was in the kitchen checking the preparation of goods. Since the opening of "Carp Speaks Dragon Language", business has been quite good and it has gradually become famous. Even some people of status would come to try it, which made Daenerys quite proud.

Hearing the music coming from the upper room, Daenerys frowned. "Whatever you do, don't get into art, painters, magicians, you two better not lead my God of Wealth astray!"

The painter and magician, who were helping to move things, frowned, exchanged a glance, and thought, "What does this have to do with us? Sigh, we've endured this for so long, what's a little more?"

Since Li Shuo Long Yu started making money, everyone's lives have improved. The Dragon Mom isn't as fierce about collecting rent anymore, so everyone is very sensible and helps out. When there are many guests in the evening, the tenants "voluntarily" come to help out, moving things, washing vegetables, and acting as waiters. Of course, those who are seriously behind on their rent, like the painters, have to be more proactive, otherwise they'll get a beating with slippers.

Dali was still sleepy-eyed; getting up early was practically the death of an artist.

The most excited was Ma Liu, especially when Li Xin wasn't around. He desperately tried to show off his skinny chest muscles to Daenerys. Ma Liu had also learned most of the techniques for making fried pork cracklings and spicy chicken cubes. Li Xin didn't hide it from him. It wasn't that difficult. This kind of thing was all about quantity. There were only two people who could cook at the Carp Dragon Inn. Daenerys didn't plan to spend more money to hire someone else. One was the inventor, and the other was a confidant. Daenerys, who had mastered the core secrets, was unusually generous and didn't expose Li Xin's laziness. Ma Liu, who had successfully learned the techniques, also tried his best to show off and rebuild his core position in Daenerys's heart.

Li Xin received a letter from Tianjing, which was enough to know that Aunt Fei and Xueyin were doing well. He also confirmed that the entire Tianjing tragedy was closely related to Hellsong, and that the witch of Hellsong was the culprit, Elizabeth.

Along with the letter came a portrait. Eliza didn't take photos, but there was a portrait of her. It depicted a gentle and charming woman who was absolutely not a witch, and the kind of woman who grew more beautiful with age. It was hard for any man to resist her.

Of course, this is just the surface. To make a clergyman dedicate his faith and his life, he must have some extraordinary skills.

He didn't know if the other person would change their appearance, but if he ran into them, he still wouldn't let them go.

The fact that the other party took this prototype suggests they weren't after just one prototype. We also learned from the roundtable that Hellsong is the Seven Star Guild, the pinnacle of the guilds, and the singers in the guild are all top-tier experts. To say they didn't have a divine relic would be a bit of a waste. They must have other purposes for going to such lengths to get the prototype.

Furthermore, the theft of the Hextech Core is likely related to Hellsong. The killing of Mentor Mark was certainly not accidental, but Casey's investigation mentioned that Hextech is very difficult to replicate. Even if you get the blueprints, it's useless. After all, the difficulty of Hextech is a completely different field for the secret forces, and the Li Dragons have a monopoly in this area.

Moreover, the Hextech core was largely accidental. The only possible candidate to create Mark was killed. If Hellsong hadn't been involved, the case might have been closed, and the higher-ups might have realized that the other party's purpose was not simple.

Tianjing is currently going through a turbulent period, with both the Moon Goddess Church and the Hundred Martial Arts Hall sending people, leading to numerous conflicts.

With the matter settled, Li Xin will not be returning to Tianjing for the time being. Staying in Heldan is relatively safe, and Heldan's understanding of hidden forces is superior to that of Tianjing, with a more relaxed atmosphere. There might even be an opportunity there.

He still needs to find a way to enter the sacred place. Why can't he get in?
Because his soul does not belong to the Dao Yuan Continent?
Did Luther ever go in there back then?
Once things settled down, Li Xin tried using the Gate of Truth again. As usual, the Gate of Truth should be fine, but he was still bounced out. Perhaps he should try Miss Aries' method and find someone to take him in. The power of the Red Moon Medal was almost gone, and he couldn't keep using the dice forever. This was also the key for him to continue exploring this world.

After washing up, as the head chef, he now enjoys some special treatment. At least Daenerys rarely yells at him. The ingredients for the morning are all prepared, and there are two sessions, one at noon and one in the evening. As business prospers, Li Xin also asked Daenerys for a request to take one day off each week to attend services at the Church of the Earth Mother.

Daenerys agreed to the request after much hesitation. She could refuse anything else, but in Moncaleta, in Heldan, refusing such a request would be very dangerous. Moreover, Li Xin had said that sometimes keeping people in suspense could effectively prevent the loss of novelty, which would be good for the business in the long run. He could also use the extra time to develop new dishes.

After a series of well-coordinated moves, Daenerys felt that even a day of rest was a bonus.

Daryl and Magician were already setting up the tables and chairs. Li Xin looked at the happy Ma Liu and asked, "So happy? Did Daenerys praise you?" "Brother Li... I told... Daenerys that I've secretly learned all your... skills, and she... she... she... she's very happy," Ma Liu said. Five minutes passed.

"That's good. Hard work will pay off. The most powerful strategy in the world is sincerity. Work harder and let Dragon Mom see your sincerity and dedication. This kitchen was yours in the past, it is yours now, and it will be yours in the future. I'm just a passerby." Li Xin yawned as he put on his homemade apron. Basically, Dragon Mom doesn't care what materials he applies for now, as long as they're not too expensive. She can't stop smiling as long as she sees the daily settlement income. Originally, he could have made some extra money while shopping, but Ma Liu... sigh, I guess this is true love.

Ma Liu's eyes welled up with tears of excitement, "Lilili... Brother."

"I understand, no need to say more, everything is understood!" Li Xin slapped Ma Liu on the shoulder, silencing his follow-up. "Start the fire, get to work!"

Ma Liu nodded heavily. He wanted to become Li Ge's apprentice, but Li Ge didn't want to. Instead, he taught him skills, which was like being a second parent to him. So he took care of all the messy things in the kitchen and cleaned it up every day. By the time Li Xin got up, all the ingredients had been processed and piled up neatly on the side, which looked very pleasing and made it easy to get started.

Back then, his brother worked day and night for half a year at a restaurant near the school to prepare a birthday gift for his girlfriend. He served dishes, washed dishes, and later worked as a kitchen helper. He bought a donkey, but it was disliked because it was a common classic model. He had it, but never used it. His brother was completely baffled. Was it a classic or not?

As a close friend, he can now even make something as simple as placing a spoon on a table look like an art form.

As time went by, the enthusiasm of the locals waned somewhat. The food here wasn't exactly expensive, but it wasn't cheap enough to eat every day either. However, St. George's is a large district with a large population, and people from the surrounding areas would come to try it out. Food is the most important thing for people, and there is always an audience for food, which makes the daily customer flow relatively stable, which is quite remarkable in the highly competitive catering industry.

The first group of customers at noon had already taken their seats. Looking at the two sticks in front of them besides the fork, one asked, "Boss, what are these for?"

“In Beijing, there’s a tradition of eating with chopsticks, which guests can choose to use.” Daenerys Targaryen appeared in full regalia, her face beaming with smiles. She then picked up the chopsticks and tried to pick something up. “These are the utensils used in the hometown of the mystery chef I hired. It took me a little while to get used to them, but they’re very convenient once you get the hang of them.”

The guests laughed. Some tried it with great enthusiasm, while others were dismissive. The regulars had already picked up their chopsticks skillfully and were waiting for the dishes to be served. After eating the food here, they realized that the dishes they used to eat were really hard to swallow. This place was really appetizing.

Just then, a commotion broke out at the entrance. The people in line were pushed aside, and a group of menacing-looking people rushed in. The magician immediately hid himself, and the painter also quickly hid behind his easel. In order to pay the rent, the two of them performed shows and drew portraits to earn some extra money while everyone was eating, but they didn't risk their lives.

"Boss, come out!" the leader said. The group of men were all dressed in red and white clothes. They were the Red and White Society, a well-known gang in St. George District. This area of ​​the immigrant district was their territory.

Daenerys quickly came out with a smile, "Oh, isn't this Lord Smart? What brings you out here?"

"Dragon Mom, you've gotten even more slutty in just a few days! Come on, it's time to pay your protection money!" Smart looked at the bustling crowd. Damn, business was better than he expected. How much had this old woman made after all this time?

“Lord Smart, the payment was already submitted at the beginning of the month. You know I’m always a stickler for the rules,” Daenerys said with a smile.

"Really? That was before. Do you know why you got rich? It's all thanks to the hard work of your brothers. So many people have caused a lot of trouble for our management. Do you expect the brothers to continue earning 1000 lira a month like before?" Smart said with a smile. If Daenerys were even a little bit prettier, he would have touched her a couple of times.

Daenerys immediately turned into a mournful figure. "My lord, you're killing me! I've only been open for a few days, and I haven't even recouped my investment yet. I'm running a small business, very inexpensive, and I haven't even made that much profit..."

Before Daenerys could finish crying, Smart's henchmen started smashing things up, even attacking the customers. Everyone else was terrified and ran away. Daenerys's face changed drastically when she saw this. "My lady, my lady, I'm not doing this business anymore! I'm not doing this business anymore! Stop the fighting!"

“You think you can just quit like that? You’re going against me, aren’t you? From now on, it’ll be 1000 lira a month. If you’re short even a penny, I’ll knock out a tooth!” Smart grinned menacingly, shaving his teeth.

“Lord Smart, please calm down. That’s not what I meant. This business was approved by the St. George District Council and it’s a legitimate transaction,” Daenerys said. She had to pay taxes to the council and had bribed everyone involved. Of course, the mafia was another matter, and she had done so before. This sudden increase from 200 lira to 1000 was practically a death sentence for her.

Smart laughed, his expression turning ferocious. He delivered a resounding slap, sending Daenerys spinning several times. "You wretched woman, you're asking for trouble! From now on, it's two thousand every month. If you're short even a penny, you can expect to go out of business. Right now, pay me back this month's debt!"

(End of this chapter)