Chapter 242
After Bing Ning'er sent a message to Yu Ye and received his reply that he would come to see her with Xiao Hei soon, she thought for a moment and walked towards the weapon shop in the Desert City. Because her weapon had been stolen and had not been found yet, she had to find a temporary weapon to use first. Even if her attack was not so good, it would be good to have a weapon to use temporarily.
And she didn't know what the weapon shop was like now. She put the right to use the weapon shop at Jun Moyue's auction house for auction. When she went online, Jun Moyue told her that the weapon shop in Desert City had been transferred, and the huge amount of money raised from the auction had been transferred to her account in full. So her Desert City, which was originally heavily in debt, had turned from negative to positive when the weapon shop fund arrived, which meant that all the money transferred in the future would belong to her, and she was finally no longer a negative bourgeoisie.
As Bing Ning'er walked slowly towards the weapon shop, she discovered the changes in the Desert City on the way. Because of the arrival of funds, the original dilapidated Desert City no longer existed. Although the current Desert City is not as good as Los Angeles, it has a lot of traffic, and all the surrounding shops are open for business. Although many of them are still NPC shop owners, they will also charge a lot of taxes to her from the gold coins they earn.
Looking at those shops with booming business, Bing Ning'er smiled, it seems that she has finally gotten her reward after all the hard work. When she first got the hot potato of Desert City, she didn't know how many people were waiting to see her make a fool of herself. After all, the amount of money she owed was... very scary. Anyway, Bing Ning'er never thought that she would be able to pay it off so quickly.
But the only bad thing was that when the NPCs saw Bing Ning'er, they all came to greet her enthusiastically, attracting the attention of many players on the road. At first, Bing Ning'er could still smile and nod, but as more and more NPCs gathered around, many players also ran to watch the fun, Bing Ning'er was furious and completely went berserk.
She screamed suddenly, scaring the NPCs and players beside her. While everyone was stunned, she rushed outside and managed to create a life-saving path, escaping from the human encirclement with a look of fear on her face.
It seems she still has to think of a solution. She doesn't know how Fu Yeyu set it up. When he was wandering around in Luo City, he didn't see any NPC running up to him to say hello. Why are the NPCs in her own city so excited to see her?
What Bing Ning'er didn't know was that Fu Yeyu's Luo City was taken by players who organized a union to attack the city owned by the NPC city owner not long after the game was tested. Her position as city owner was originally taken by the NPCs in the city after the city owner escaped. When some of the original NPCs returned to the desert city, they were grateful to the current city owner, that is, Bing Ning'er. And this gratitude has substantial benefits, such as discounts on purchases, receiving simple and rewarding tasks from time to time, and NPCs will come to bring you food when you walk on the street...
Just like now, Bing Ning'er was stupidly holding a fat pig's trotter in her hand, looking at the chubby chef in front of her in astonishment, who had just rushed out of a restaurant and directly ignored the protest of the player boss behind him, and abused his power to give today's limited signature dish 'Braised Fat Pork Trotter' to Bing Ning'er.
Looking at the female player with wide eyes staring at her, and seeing that her name was preceded by the title of the owner of the restaurant in front of her, Bing Ning'er waved at her awkwardly, and said with an apologetic look on her face: "S-sorry... I, I was just passing by."
The fat cook smiled at Bing Ning'er in a simple and honest way, and finally returned to his post after Bing Ning'er's persuasion. But when the fat cook walked in front of his boss at the door of the restaurant, he raised his chin slightly in a very arrogant manner and walked past the female player in a very arrogant manner.
Bing Ning'er was a little dumbfounded by the scene in front of her. She didn't understand why the cook was so honest and simple when facing her, but became a different person when facing the female player. He was so arrogant that if he had a tail behind him, the tail would probably be lifted up.
Naturally, after seeing such obvious differential treatment, the female player's face turned blue with anger, and her eyes glared fiercely in the direction of Bing Ning'er. Seeing her looking at her in surprise, the female player rushed over with a mouthful of silver teeth creaking, snatched the pig's trotter from Bing Ning'er's hand, took a fierce bite and roared, "That's too much. That fat guy, do you have to treat me differently like this? He gave away the things I bought and even gave me a bad look. Damn it... When I went to invite him to be the chef, he was even harder to invite than Zhuge Liang who left his humble abode three times. Even after I invited him, I would worship him like an ancestor!!! I'm so mad at you ah ah ah ah ah..."
Seeing the female player in front of her going berserk, Bing Ning'er smiled awkwardly and immediately moved her feet quietly, preparing to leave. She looked so innocent... She swore that she was just passing by here. She didn't understand why the chef rushed out so excitedly.
Just as Bing Ning'er took two steps back and was about to leave quietly, the female player who was gnawing on the pig's trotter fiercely shouted, "Stop!!!"
Bing Ning'er paused, turned around, waved her hands nervously and said, "Never mind my business. I swear... I am really innocent. You have taken the pork knuckle back. What else do you want?"
Seeing Bing Ning'er's nervous look, the other party was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing. The female player waved the pig's trotter in her hand and said with a smile: "Why are you so nervous? I was just angry at that fat guy for treating me differently, not you. Besides... you should be the mayor of this desert city, Bing Ning'er, right?"
"Uh... yes, yes!" Bing Ning'er answered in surprise. It was obvious that she was frightened by the girl in front of her whose expression changed faster than the weather. Just now she was glaring at her fiercely, as if she wanted to eat her, but now she suddenly greeted her again, which was weird.
"I see that fat guy is very nice to you. It must be because of your status as the city lord. How about... can you help me persuade that fat guy and tell him not to show off every day by relying on his good cooking skills? Damn it, he only cooks ten dishes for me a day. Can you ask him to make a few more for me?" The girl looked at Bing Ning'er with a pleading look in her eyes.
Bing Ning was a little dumbfounded. She didn't understand. Was the fat chef so awesome? A player invited him to be a chef and said that it was even more exaggerated than Zhuge Liang's three trips out of the thatched cottage. He invited him to be worshipped like an ancestor, but he only cooked ten dishes a day. Was he really that arrogant?
When she thought of this, Bing Ning'er suddenly blurted out, "He only cooks ten dishes a day. Is he a cooking god? Why does he have to limit the supply?"
Bing Ning'er swore that when she said this, she was just complaining.
But just as she said this, the eyes of the female player opposite her suddenly lit up, and she looked at her with joy and said excitedly: "Ah...how do you know? He really is the God of Cooking, and the dishes he cooks have very good additional attributes and last a long time. Many players love to eat them, but that arrogant guy only makes ten servings a day, and says that if that exceeds the limit, he won't make it anymore." The female player was obviously very dissatisfied with the fat chef's behavior of cutting off her source of income, and she spoke with gritted teeth.
"Uh... is he really a cooking god?" Bing Ning'er said embarrassedly.
Seeing the players rushing towards the restaurant, Bing Ning'er began to wail in her heart. There was actually a chef god in this restaurant. What level was the chef in her own City Lord's Mansion Hotel? And, you fat guy, since you want to be attentive to me, why don't you just volunteer to work for me in my City Lord's Mansion Restaurant?
Now that the female player has spoken, does Bing Ning'er still have the nerve to go and trick that God of Cooking into going back to the City Lord's Mansion with her?
While Bing Ning'er was thinking in a trance, the female player in front of her grabbed her wrist and dragged her into the store without any explanation, saying loudly: "My name is Palm Mingzhu. Oh, by the way, let's add me as a friend! No matter what, you have to help me teach that fat guy a lesson today. This meal will be my treat, okay?"
After she finished speaking, the girl named Pearl in the Palm sent her a friend request.
It was not until she saw the friend request that Bing Ning'er realized with a twitch in her mouth that she had been wrong. Although was called the Pearl in the Palm, this Pearl was not the Pig. She was called the Pig in the Palm... Pig...
Cough, cough, cough...Pig in the Palm ? ?
Bing Ning'er suppressed the twitching of her lips and quickly clicked to confirm the friend.
When the two entered the restaurant hall, many players were stunned when they saw the owner of the restaurant dragging Bing Ning'er in, but everyone came here to eat, and after looking at the two, those people withdrew their gaze.
Bing Ning'er had just been brought to a private room by that Zhu in the Palm. Before Zhu in the Palm could ask the fat chef to teach Bing Ning'er a lesson, the fat chef had already jumped over excitedly, and behind him were several NPC waiters, each of them holding a large plate with delicious-looking, fragrant and delicious dishes.
"My Lord City Lord, I heard that you came in for dinner, so I made a few side dishes for you. I hope they suit your taste."
The Pig at the side didn't have the heart to scold the fat chef for using his own ingredients to entertain people. Instead, she was shocked by his respectful attitude and the new dishes he made. After a while, when the fat man left, she roared like a lion: "This damn fat guy... He has so many new dishes, but he doesn't even want to make them in my restaurant. Ahhhh, I'm so angry."
