When Qin Ran walked downstairs, six little girls including Smith and Shaya were already sitting there in the lobby of the hotel. When he saw Qin Ran's figure, Smith stood up respectfully and greeted him.

"God, early."

The voice of this mixed-blood man was still low, but in such a low voice, Qin Ran obviously found a sense of fanaticism.

Qin Ran didn't pay more attention to this.

He knew the other party had misunderstood him, but he couldn't explain it.

Not only will the more you explain, the more troubles you will be, but it also needs his current identity as a witch hunter.

"God, early."

Shaya's six little girls stood up when Smith stood up, but after Smith greeted him, the six little girls followed him.

Undoubtedly, after enduring things that should not be taken, these children became very polite.

"Um."

After nodding to the six little girls, Qin Ran habitually sat in his corner.

Since Qin Ran moved into the "Stove Grilled Fish" in this corner, it has almost become his exclusive position, just as Lagron likes to stand in the bar with his shoulders in his arms.

Tom has long been used to this.

Of course, what little Tom is most accustomed to is Qin Ran’s appetite.

At least three...no, the food intake of five people.

Looking at the boss walking back from outside the store and carrying a sack of bread, little Tom clearly corrected his estimate and helped Lagron distribute breakfast with his hands and feet.

Tom naturally has his own advantages to be able to be called by Lagron as a friend.

He knew what he should do, but he ignored some things he shouldn't ask about, such as the black suitcase placed at Qin Ran's feet.

"Sir, your breakfast."

Little Tom put bread, milk, salad and a basin of barbecue on the table in front of Qin Ran. He didn't understand who would eat barbecue early in the morning, but just as he wouldn't ask what the black suitcase was, he wouldn't care about the guests who had barbecue in the morning.

After all, there are so many strange people in the world.

What's the difference between one more?

Even if there is a strong smell of blood outside.

Little Tom brought breakfast for Kiran, while Lagron brought breakfast for the six little girls and Smith, of course, the latter was just by the way.

Lagron was mainly caring for six little girls.

However, the hotel owner will not admit it.

"This is the butter, milkshake and honey I ate last night, for you."

"And these ham sandwiches are about to expire. I've given them to you by the convenience store next door."

The innkeeper who was muttering and put down the food and walked towards the bar.

"Thanks."

Saya and six little girls said softly.

"I said it, it's just by the way."

The hotel owner waved his hand, looking impatient.

But if you stand in front of him, you can see his cracked mouth and a smile.

Saya and six little girls were not stupid, and even became quite sensitive and cautious because of the big changes. They had long been able to tell the difference between good and bad. They also remembered that they had never eaten butter, milkshake, and honey last night, and there was no convenience store around them.

The breakfast was in a very good mood of the hotel owner.

He brought breakfast to himself and little Tom.

His part is similar to that of Qin Ran.

Tom's sandwich is a little.

Little Tom, who was drinking milk and eating sandwiches, was still filled with the strong and undissipated smell of blood. When he saw his boss biting the barbecue and the grease squeezed out, the young man always felt a little uncomfortable.

When his eyes subconsciously looked at Qin Ran, his face turned pale and his stomach twitched even more.

Because, he saw Qin Ran eating voraciously.

When young people see such Qin Ran, they will only feel their appetite. Now when they see such Qin Ran, they will feel like they see a beast devouring prey. Coupled with the bloody smell of the tip of their noses, corpses involuntarily emerged in the mind of the young man.

Then?

A ferocious beast was crawling on the corpse and feasting.

Perhaps the imagination is too realistic and too specific.

The young man could no longer eat the sandwich in his hand. In order to suppress the twitching of his stomach, the young man picked up the milk. But immediately, he found that this was a wrong choice.

After the smell of blood and milk, he became even more disgusting.

And, it can no longer bear it.

vomit!

The young man covering his mouth rushed out of the hotel, and the sound of vomiting came clearly, as well as the sound of hitting others and the subsequent apology.

besides……

A louder vomiting sound.

"Be careful, the best meat steak I just bought!"

As Mier said this, he walked in with a piece of bloody meat steak. It should be mutton steak, most of the blood and rinse, but there were still some residues.

Mier, who was carrying pork chops in one hand and a large bag of seasonings in the other, saw Qin and his eyes lit up.

However, it was clear that Mill, who was not disturbing the time at this time, said straight to Lagron: "Borrow the kitchen."

"random."

The hotel owner shrugged.

Of course he knew what Mile wanted to do, but he was not optimistic about Mile.

How could that guy be bribed by a meal?

It's so naive!

The hotel owner holding his shoulders looked at Mier who was walking out with a big pot with the idea of ​​watching the show.

There is no choice but to be secretly disclosed.

Mill started marinating the meat steak openly.

Sprinkle the seasoning layer by layer in proportion.

Then, slap and pound.

Without using utensils or tools, they are just bare hands.

Pa, pa.

With the crisp and rhythmic sound, the whole piece of meat chop was photographed into pieces, but Mill did not stop. He wiped his hands until he turned the pieces into mud, turned around and returned to the kitchen, moved out the flour, and started kneading the noodles, and egg whites were beaten into the noodles.

Soon, when the flour was formed, Mill began to rotate the dough.

After several breaths, the dough that was raised by Mill over his head and held in his hands turned into a huge dough.

Then, the mud-shaped filling was poured into the dough.

Mute the face again and rotate again.

"This is a pie?!"

Lagron was stunned when he looked at the rolling pancake again.

It’s not that he has never eaten a pie, but it’s the first time he has seen such a big pie.

Similarly, the way of Mill pancakes is also extremely special. Instead of using a stove, a bonfire and iron plate were used.

It was supported by four tables, and the iron plate the size of a car was built up like this.

The grease is evenly applied to the iron plate. When the grease becomes brighter with warmth, the dough cake is stuck on the iron plate with a snap.

laugh!

The high temperature grease makes the dough crunch instantly crisp.

However, the rotation did not stop.

Mier, who had completely ignored the high temperature, began to rotate the dough with the iron plate as the center.

As time goes by, the fragrance becomes more and more intense.

The people in the entire hall were attracted.

Including Qin Ran.

After Mier appeared, Qin Ran had a little attention on the other party. Of course, everything around him was also in his perception and the sight of the Fire Crow.
To be continued...