The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1225

Several days had passed since he left the Assassins Guild, and no one from the guild had come to respond to him. However, Allen was not worried at all. He simply stayed calmly in the newly purchased shop, supervising the two servants to decorate and furnish the shop in order to complete the opening and business as soon as possible.

As the saying goes, "You don't know the cost of firewood and rice until you're in charge of a household." The two servants, formerly the lowest-ranking slaves, rarely had access to money and resources, and their understanding of economics was limited. Now, under Allen's command, they were given full authority over the shop's renovation and opening, and the daily expenses were entrusted to their management. Seeing the money flowing like water in the city, their once bulging purse gradually emptied over time, the two dwarfs, still acting cautiously, were filled with fear and unease.

As one of the few cities in the territory controlled by the Abyss Demons that can maintain a certain level of order, Zerata's relatively stable environment has attracted a large number of demons and interdimensional merchants to settle and trade, creating its prosperous and bustling scene, but also driving up the cost of living in this city.

Allen spent far more than expected to buy the three-story shop, leaving more than 10,000 soul stones for Willie and Bella, two dwarf goblins, as funds for the restaurant's renovation and start-up. Unexpectedly, the soul stones were almost all spent before the renovation was even completed.

Seeing the two little ones working hard every day, carefully calculating their expenses and purchases, Allen would actually give them some more funds if they asked him for help. After all, Allen himself had miscalculated the cost of living in the city, which had led to the two dwarf goblins' predicament.

However, Allen waited for quite some time but did not hear the two servants' request for help. Instead, a rich and fragrant aroma of food wafted from the kitchen, which had already been built in the back of the shop, which was not yet fully renovated. The aroma enveloped the spacious shop and even attracted many passing demon residents, who all turned their heads to look at the scene behind the shop's closed doors.

The clash between pots and pans, cutting boards and knives lasted for a long time. Then Willie and Bella pushed a food cart they had somehow acquired in front of the shop and set up shop to start their business.

After helping Bella set up the stall, Willie continued to supervise the workers he had hired to renovate the store, while also taking charge of various purchasing matters.

Allen, who was sitting by the window on the third floor, did not comment on their behavior. He simply watched coldly as the two guys slowly built up the shop from scratch. Now, they were even taking the initiative to think outside the box to increase revenue and reduce expenditure, which was somewhat unexpected for Allen.

The Abyss is fraught with danger; its creatures are treacherous, cunning, and cruel. To survive here, a calm and strategic mind is far more reliable than sheer individual strength. Therefore, Allen hopes that his hidden pawns are intelligent, adaptable, and thoughtful, so that they can go further after leaving his protection.

The enticing aroma of food quickly filled the air. Bella, dressed in a beige chef's uniform, stood behind the food cart, busily calling out to customers. Demons passing by cast curious glances, and some, confident in their power, came forward to inquire. However, as time passed, Bella's food cart still hadn't opened for business.

Based on Alan's description of daily life in the Mansa Wilderness to the two dwarf goblins during their travels, Bella prepared popular dishes like buns and noodles that were not too complicated to cook.

Don't be fooled by the fact that these kinds of foods seem simple to make. As magical cooking techniques continue to improve and become more refined, magical chefs have come up with many creative ways to prepare them, either maximizing the umami flavor of the food or simply tapping into the full potential of the ingredients.

Although Bella's skills are not comparable to those of the top magic chefs in the Mansa Wilderness, and the ingredients available to her can be replaced by alternative materials due to the production of the abyss environment, the cooking skills were still taught by Allen. The final products still give ordinary food a little bit of magical aura, which means that these foods will bring subtle benefits to the eater after being eaten.

This should have been a good thing, being able to buy food with magical effects at a low price, even if the effects are slight, it would still be beneficial and harmless.

However, this principle applies differently to creatures from the abyss.

Abyssal creatures are generally cunning and treacherous, constantly engaging in acts of self-interest at the expense of others. Therefore, even in their daily lives, they tend to maintain a cautious and prudent demeanor, let alone trust anything or anyone. Now, if a completely unfamiliar food cart suddenly appears on the road, selling food that no one recognizes and which carries a faint magical aura, no demon would be willing to risk their life, no matter how tempting or delicious it may be. No one can guarantee that this lowly goblin selling food by the roadside isn't secretly poisoning it, then following behind to steal the demon patrons' inheritance after their deaths!

Bella hadn't thought about any of that; she was just energetically calling out from the roadside, trying to sell her carefully prepared products to every potential customer passing by in this secluded alley.

Seeing Bella's initial anticipation gradually turn into disappointment and weariness, and then into her occasional unease as she glances back at the open window on the third floor, Allen, who was observing while meditating and communicating with his divine consciousness, had already discovered the problem. However, he did not tell Bella about it, but simply let them deal with it on their own.

However, he was soon startled by a somewhat familiar aura. He got up and leaned out of the window, just in time to see a burly Balor demon standing in front of Bella's food cart, completing her first transaction.

"Sell me all the food on your food cart today!!"

The flaming crown on the head of Brent, the famous vice president of the Assassins Guild, was so eye-catching that it had already alarmed the local tyrants, big and small, when he appeared near this poor slum. However, due to his usual tyrannical and brutal methods and temperament, they only dared to look from afar and did not dare to approach.

Even after further concealing his size, Brent, who was still nearly three meters tall, stood in front of the food cart built for the dwarf Bella. Although he suppressed his strength, he still exuded the aura of someone who had long been in a superior position, which made Bella behind the food cart tremble involuntarily.

Upon hearing Brent's order, Bella's face immediately lit up with joy, overpowering her fear of the powerful figure before her, and she replied crisply, "Yes, Your Excellency Mr. Balor Flame Demon."

"Shouldn't these soul stones be enough to cover the costs?"

Brent brought his nose close to the steamer on the food cart with great interest, took a deep breath, and at the same time, his right hand, which was longer than Bella's height, grabbed a handful of crystal-clear, pure and flawless soul stones and threw them directly into the basket next to Bella, making a crisp clinking sound.

"That's enough, that's enough..."

Bella was overjoyed. The price paid by the other party was more than ten times higher than the price she had expected. The dwarf goblin, who was already a little worried that the other party would dine and dash, was now even more at ease and happily prepared food for this first customer.

Just then, the voice of the host, Allen, suddenly came from above: "President Brent, you are too kind. If you really like these foods, you don't need to spend money. As the host here, it is only right that I entertain guests."

“Mr. Allen, you’re too kind. You’ve been working so hard for so long, you must have gained something. I’m not the kind of devil who takes all the benefits.”

Brent looked up and met Allen's gaze, greeting him with a friendly expression.