The Wizard’s Fairy Tale

The City Lord's Mansion is located in the center of the wealthy area in the east of Buji City. It is built with stone materials and carved with various patterns on it. It is gorgeous and majestic.

There are serious guards guarding the gate of the city lord's mansion.

Jean led Grisha all the way into the Santo's Mansion unimpeded, and came to a long and narrow corridor.

Grisha kept begging for mercy all the way, but when she entered the City Lord's Mansion, she suddenly became quiet, like a mouse being stared at by a cat, trembling but not daring to move.

Gene ignored it, but walked to the end of the corridor on his own, and stopped in front of a door.

He knocked on the door lightly, and said softly, "Lord Suofu, your humble servant Gene begs to see you!"

"It's cute little Jean. It must have brought me good news. Come in." A thin male voice, like a male duck's voice, came out of the room mixed with excitement and expectation.

The door creaked open, revealing two well-dressed waiters.

The two waiters nodded slightly to Gene, and then stood on both sides respectively, making way for a wide road.

Gene nodded too, and walked in.

The room is filled with an alluring aroma.

What appeared in front of Jean was an extremely huge dining table.

A tablecloth as white as a swan was spread on the dining table.

On the tablecloth, there are densely packed dishes.

Golden bamboo shoot and spinach soup, Marseille fish soup, saffron chicken, chicken liver steak, lamb stew with potatoes, roast lamb saddle, roasted wild duck with orange...

There are so many dishes that Gene can recognize, and there are many dishes that Gene can't recognize.

It is delicious in color, fragrance and taste.

Even if he was as indifferent as Jin, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva before this delicious food.

It's so tempting!

Gene controlled himself with astonishing fortitude, allowing his gaze to pass over all the delicacies until it fell on the only person sitting at the table.

A man like a mountain of meat!

One person's butt occupies the area of ​​three people.

Wearing a specially tailored loose coat.

Thick legs like an elephant, piled up with chunks of meat.

A meat loin close to one meter thick.

Really as big a fist as a casserole.

And the protruding fat all over the body.

Plus a round head.

It formed the image of a fat man over five hundred catties.

It's shocking!

He is the owner of Phuket City, Sophie Pasteur!

Beside him, there were three waiters serving him uninterruptedly, carrying all kinds of meals and coming to him.

Sophie Pasteur just opened the bloody mouth, and the waiter would pour the food into his mouth.

Sopho Pasteur just needs to be chewed.

It's really a meal!

Gene watched this scene expressionlessly, stood in front of the dining table, then knelt down on one knee, "Lord Suofu!"

"My dear Jean, did you tell me that you found the magic table, didn't you?" Sophie Pasteur swallowed the food in his mouth, and used his full mouth like a child. Expectant gaze, looking at Gene.

"You know, I'm tired of eating this every day! I need something better! Otherwise I won't be able to eat anything, I'm starving to death!" Sophie Pasteur said, and the waiter came again A dish was carefully and skillfully poured into his mouth.

"Master Suofu, I'm sorry, I haven't found the table that can automatically conjure delicious food!" Gene was silent for a while, then replied with a straight face and a low voice.

"It's like this, my lovely Jean, I'm very disappointed that you always live up to my expectations like this. If you keep doing this, I won't like you anymore!" Hearing this result, Sophie Pasteur Pouted his lips like a child, took a sip of the thick soup angrily, and said.

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on Jin's back,

He quickly explained, "But, Master Suofu, I already know who owns the table!"

"Oh, didn't you say last time that it was on that so-and-so person?" Sophie Pasteur frowned and thought for a while, but couldn't think of it for a long time, so he said casually.

"Master Suofu, I was deceived! In fact, that table was already sold by Galia, the hotel owner of the revelers! Galia hid it in a secret place."

Genn wasn't just guessing when he said that.

In fact, in addition to the traces of the table legs in the cellar, he had also investigated the operation of the hotel.

On the day William came over, he ordered a lot of delicacies, and Gallia went out to buy them all in person, and the speed was very fast.

But Gene asked several families near the hotel and learned that Gallia did not buy from them.

Also, the clerk in the reveler's hotel explained that during that time, there were a lot of high-quality goods in the hotel, such as rum.

You know, old revelers' inns had nothing to offer but bad ale.

To sum up, wait, if there is no trick, Jin would not believe it if he was killed!

"So the table is in the hands of this man! Hmph! Little Jean, why are you so stupid! Now that you know it, why don't you snatch it back!" Sophie Pasteur said with a look of hatred look.

"Galia is dead, Master Suofu! That table is gone too!" Gene replied.

"Humph! Little Jean, you are really getting less and less cute! I'm angry!" Sophie Pasteur panted heavily.

Seeing this, the waiter next to him hurriedly patted Sophie Pasteur on the back to make him feel better.

Gene hurriedly finished all the words, "Master Suofu, I already know who owns the magic table?"

"who is it?"

"Zorro!" Sophie Pasteur was about to get angry, and Gene threw William out immediately.

"Zorro? Chicken Zorro?" Sophie Pasteur first thought of this famous dish that has become popular in the past six months.

Gene secretly smiled wryly, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, "Master Suofu, Zorro is an adventurer who has emerged recently. He often attacks robbers, so he is also called the light of justice by those untouchables!"

"Hehehe..." Sophie Pasteur just sneered at this, and then his face froze, "My lovely little Jean, I don't understand what you're still doing here!"

Gene heard the killing intent in the words, felt chills, kowtowed quickly, and said, "Lord Suofu, I'm going to hunt Zorro now! No matter where Zorro is hiding, I will definitely send that magical table to you!" to you."

"Hee hee hee... that's good!" Sophie Pasteur smiled innocently like a child.

Gene nodded heavily and was about to leave. At this moment, Sophie Pasteur licked his fingers and said abruptly, "By the way, little Gene, you just said that the hotel owner lied to me? What about the boss? "

"Dead! Lord Suofu! I suspect that he was killed by Zorro!" Anyway, suspects don't need evidence, Gene said.

"Oh, what a pity, a good person died like this." Sophie Pasteur lamented, "I haven't tortured him enough to let him know the price of deceiving me..."

This is why you feel sorry. It's a pity that Gene didn't dare to say what was in his heart.

After a pause, Gene heard Sophie Pasteur say again, "Oh, by the way, does he have any relatives? Or anyone he knows? Little Gene."

Gene pushed Grisha out without hesitation, "I brought Mrs. Gallia here, Lord Soph."

"That's so perfect! I want to think about how to punish her!" Sophie Pasteur tilted his head, thinking intently.

Suddenly, he slapped his hands and said happily like a child, "Yes, I figured it out."

"Didn't you just talk about Chicken Zoro? Now let's be a Zoro man... Oh, no, this is an idea I came up with, and it's called a Sofoe. Hahaha, this is the idea of ​​a smart gourmet Sofu dishes."

"Let the chef wash this woman first, shave all the hair, then make a cut on the neck, drain the blood, then cut down from the throat, take out all the internal organs, and then wash it clean , then spread spices and salt inside and out, wrap it with styphon leaves, coat the outside with mud, make a mud ball, and finally burn it in the fire!"

"Ah...it's delicious just thinking about it! I can't wait!" Sophie Pasteur shouted, "Go let the chef make this dish!"

Sophie Pasteur ordered to the waiter next to him.

A waiter next to him trotted away immediately.

"Little Jean, do you want some? I guarantee that the taste is something you have never tasted before." Sophie Pasteur's expression at this time was like a child who has something delicious and wants to share it with others.

"Thank you Lord Suofu, but I think such a delicious food can only be eaten by a person as noble as an adult." Gene felt disgusted and refused politely.

"Okay then." Sophie Pasteur said with a bit of regret.

"Master Suofu, please allow me to leave, and I will go to retrieve your treasure." Gene asked.

"Go." Sophie Pasteur waved his hand generously.

Gene backed away slowly.

When he came to the door, Gene was about to go out, when he suddenly heard Sophie Pasteur whimpering behind him, and said in a slightly crying voice, "Little Gene, you have to find that table and come back quickly, otherwise, you It will also be eaten by me as a Suofu. Woooooo..."

Jean suddenly felt that he was in the cold winter!

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