CH 20

What Bai Xianzhi didn’t expect was that the next day, Feng Ye arrived with a card containing ten thousand Time-Space coins.

It was around six o’clock in the evening at that time, and the three thousand food house were packed with people. Because there weren’t enough seats, many people chose takeout, and the small shop was bustling.

Seemingly surprised by the lively scene before him, Feng Ye paused at the entrance before calmly stepping inside and standing at the back of the line.

His silver long hair, handsome appearance, and imposing aura attracted the attention of other customers in the shop, and they started to discuss:

“Wow, he’s so handsome! Silver hair! Is he that noble?”

“No way! With such a lofty status, would that noble person come to a small shop like this?”

“Shallow-minded women, always trying to get attention from the noble gods just because someone looks good and has silver hair. Don’t they know there are many silver-haired races in the Three Thousand Worlds?”

“I heard that there are gods behind the Three Thousand Food House. It wouldn’t be surprising if a god appeared here.”

“How is that possible? If the Three Thousand Food House were opened by the gods, wouldn’t the gods be able to eat this kind of food anytime? Why would he come to the Three Thousand Food House then?”

“It makes sense, but this young man is indeed good-looking. Even if he’s not a noble, I still like him!”

“How shallow!”

“Infatuated!”

“Hmph!”

Bai Xianzhi was busy in the kitchen, working tirelessly. He wished he had three heads and six arms. During a break between serving dishes, he overheard the conversation among the customers. He lifted his head and saw Feng Ye standing out at the end of the line. Then he lowered his head and continued his work.

Familiar acquaintance? Special treatment?

Nonexistent.

If we talk about familiar acquaintances, there are several people in the line who came to the Three Thousand Food House almost every day, and Bai Xianzhi was quite familiar with them. Feng Ye was just the younger uncle of Feng Baoer and Feng Beier, and they had only met a few times. That was all.

However, in the future, this Feng Ye might become the biggest customer in the shop.

It wasn’t until all the customers in front had received their food that Feng Ye, the future biggest customer, finally saw Bai Xianzhi. He had his head lowered, washing pots in the kitchen. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead and neck, and he wiped the sweat off his forehead with a raised wrist. His voice was slightly hoarse as he asked, “What would you like to eat?”

Feng Ye looked up at the menu above at an angle and said, “Egg fried rice and sour radish pork soup.”

“Alright, please wait a moment.”

Twenty minutes later, a plate of golden egg fried rice and a bowl of glossy sour radish pork soup were placed in front of Feng Ye. He said thanks, picked up the dishes, found a table, and started eating.

Bai Xianzhi finally breathed a sigh of relief. All the customers in the shop had been served. He quickly went upstairs to wash his face, then went to the dining area to clean up the dirty plates. Later on, he continued to receive more customers. It was already 9:30 in the evening when he returned to the dining area and found Feng Ye still sitting there!

Bai Xianzhi: “…”

He walked over and asked, “Mr. Feng, is there anything else I can help you with?” As he spoke, he glanced at the empty bowl and plate in front of the silver-haired man.

Feng Ye took out a card and placed it on the table.

Bai Xianzhi asked, “What is this?”

Feng Ye replied, “Ten thousand Time-Space coins. Deduct today’s meal from here.”

Understood, this was what he meant by paying yesterday. Bai Xianzhi took the card and took out a small notebook from his apron pocket. He wrote on it:

September 11th, Mr. Feng Ye topped up ten thousand Time-Space coins.

September 11th, expenditure: one plate of egg fried rice (20), one bowl of sour radish pork soup (45), totaling 65 Time-Space coins, balance: 9,935 Time-Space coins.

He placed the notebook in front of Feng Ye and said, “Please confirm.”

Feng Ye glanced over it, nodded, and then stood up, saying, “Don’t you need to confirm the amount on this card?”

Bai Xianzhi slapped his forehead, feeling confused. He went to the entrance and brought out the exchange machine. He inserted the transparent card, and the screen displayed the balance: 10,000 Time-Space coins, not more or less.

Then more people entered the shop, and Bai Xianzhi hurriedly went to attend to the customers. It was only after he finished his busy work that he realized Feng Ye had already left.

At night, Bai Xianzhi lay in bed after washing up, flipping through his communication device. During this time, he particularly enjoyed browsing the Blood Clan Network and saw the news about ‘Spicy Blood Hot pot’ constantly rising. It made him feel content, and he couldn’t help but look forward to how much money he would receive in a month.

Sophie also had similar expectations for ‘Spicy Blood Hot pot.’ Her biggest motivation now was to collect more blood bags and go to ‘Spicy Blood Hot pot’ for a hearty meal!

She was now a frequent customer at Spicy Blood Hot pot restaurant along with many other low-ranking blood clans in the Western District. For these low-ranking blood clans, Spicy Blood hot pot restaurant offered affordable and delicious food, and it was not an exaggeration to say that its existence gave them a reason to live.

In fact, many low-ranking blood clans had no will to survive. In their eyes, bloodline represented everything, and with inferior bloodlines, they would never be able to eat their fill in their lifetime, let alone fulfill other needs.

Therefore, the suicide rate in the Western District had always been high. However, in recent days, the suicide rate had dramatically decreased, and the reason behind it was ‘Spicy Blood hot pot.’

Being able to eat their fill every day, and with such delicious food, who would be willing to commit suicide?

Moreover, ‘Spicy Blood Hot pot’ occasionally attracted some higher-ranking blood clans, which greatly satisfied the vanity of the lower-ranking blood clans. After all, they could say they had dined at the same restaurant as the higher-ranking blood clans!

This small Spicy Blood Hot pot restaurant unknowingly bridged the gap between higher-ranking and lower-ranking blood clans. With continued contact, the rigid class hierarchy among the blood clans would inevitably undergo some changes. Perhaps they would be small changes, but a spark can ignite a fire, and once the seeds were planted, Lance was confident that his plan would proceed smoothly.

Returning to the present, Sophie earned twelve Time-Space coins by picking up blood bags that day, which was considered a small fortune for her. She eagerly stepped into Spicy Blood Hot pot restaurant, and a faint spicy aroma filled the entire restaurant. Just by smelling it, her mouth began to water.

She skillfully placed her order and found a seat. The Sophie of today was no longer the timid person who entered the restaurant a few days ago!

Spicy Blood Hot pot was served, and she picked up her chopsticks and enjoyed her meal. Halfway through, a pair of higher-ranking blood clans entered the shop, both with pale red hair. The oppressive aura of the higher-ranking blood clans could be felt randomly.

“How come there are lower-ranking blood clans here?”

“Dear, please don’t mind. This is the Prince’s establishment, catering to all levels of blood clans, and the presence of lower-ranking blood clans is tolerated by the Prince himself.”

Upon hearing the Prince’s name, the disgruntled female higher-ranking blood clan no longer said anything. The two of them found a seat that wasn’t far from Sophie. Sophie kept her head down and ate voraciously, not daring to look up, until…

“These chopsticks are difficult to use! Don’t they have spoons here?”

“Madam, Spicy Blood hot pot’s broth is spicy, and spoons cannot completely filter out the broth.”

“How annoying! Can you use chopsticks? Tell me some tips on using them.”

The waiter looked troubled and said, “Madam, I… I don’t know how to use them either.”

The female higher-ranking blood clan scoffed, “What kind of place is this? They don’t even have basic service?”

The male higher-ranking blood clan quickly reassured her, “Darling, don’t worry.” He turned to the waiter with a cold expression. “Go find someone who can use chopsticks!”

Sophie gritted her teeth and bravely volunteered, “E-Excuse me, I can use chopsticks.”

The two higher-ranking blood clans looked at her, causing Sophie to tremble under their gaze.

“Fine, you can teach us how to use chopsticks.”

Sophie timidly walked over, her eyes only able to focus on the pair of chopsticks. She suppressed the trembling in her voice and said, “Sirs, chopsticks should…”

Once the two higher-ranking blood clans successfully used the chopsticks to eat Spicy Blood hot pot, Sophie withdrew after accomplishing her task. She continued to finish her own bowl of now cold Spicy Blood hot pot. Finally, supporting her full belly, she walked out of the restaurant, intending to head to the Western District but was stopped.

“The girl with black hair and black eyes.”

Sophie turned around to see a gray-haired man walking towards her. She remembered him as the manager of Spicy Blood hot pot restaurant. “May I help you?”

The manager approached Sophie and smiled. “I saw how you assisted the two higher-ranking blood clans with the chopsticks today.”

“Yes, I’m sorry. I took the initiative.” Sophie’s face turned pale. As the lowest-ranking blood clan, asserting her presence in front of higher-ranking blood clans would surely invite resentment from other low-ranking blood clans.

The manager waved his hand. “I’m not blaming you. I just noticed that you did well. Are you interested in working at Spicy Blood Hot pot restaurant as a server?”

Sophie widened her eyes, unable to believe what she was hearing. She pointed at herself. “Me?!”

The manager nodded. “Yes, you.”

Still in disbelief, Sophie stammered, “How is that possible? I’m the lowest-ranking blood clan. Look at my black hair and eyes!”

The manager smiled. “It’s alright. Spicy blood hot pot restaurant doesn’t judge its servers based on bloodline. It’s an order from the Prince.”

Tears welled up in Sophie’s eyes as she covered her mouth, unable to form a coherent sentence. “The Prince… the Prince!… I’m willing! I’m willing!”

The manager’s eyes sparkled with amusement. “Great. You can start working tomorrow.”

Sophie vigorously nodded. “Yes!”

Orc World

Time Moon Hotel

“Manager, we’ve had fewer customers these days.”

“What’s going on?”

“I asked around, and they said our new dishes at the hotel can’t compare to the Three Thousand Food House. Some even say our new dishes are imitations of the Three Thousand Food House, claiming that we didn’t capture the essence and that the taste is bad.”

Looking at the restaurant, which was mostly filled, the manager spoke with a solemn tone, “This is ridiculous. How could our Time Moon Hotel imitate them? Are those few dishes exclusive to the Three Thousand Food House? Can’t we make them? Besides, those dishes were not created by the owner of the Three Thousand Food House, so how can we talk about imitation?”

The person reporting the situation asked in a low voice, “Manager, how do you know that they’re not created by the Three Thousand Food House? I saw online that the Three Thousand Food House started selling these dishes months ago.”

The manager smiled lightly, “Of course, I know. I also know that disaster is looming over the owner of the Three Thousand Food House. They make all kinds of dishes without considering who created those dishes!”

As the manager’s tone changed, he gave an order, “Go and contact the owner of the Three Thousand Food House. Tell them to immediately stop selling these dishes, or else we will hold them accountable!”

The person, seeing the manager’s confidence, dared not say much and quickly went to carry out the task, although they also felt that the dishes from the Three Thousand Food House tasted more authentic.

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