In the main hall of the City Lord Mansion, every plate on the table had been wiped completely clean.
Samo still seemed to want more. "If I go build the stone house for you, will I be able to eat food like this every day?"
"Of course. I'll personally take charge of your three meals a day."
Her dream of a two-story villa was one step closer, so Ophelia would agree to absolutely anything.
Samo licked his lips. "All right, then. Two Orange Crystal Stones, and three meals a day of dishes like these. Come pick me up tomorrow morning."
"No problem at all."
When Ophelia and Tyler walked hand-in-hand to the entrance of the City Lord Mansion, Moye came running over, drenched in sweat.
"Wait a minute! Wait a minute!"
Ophelia turned around in confusion. "City Lord Mo Ye, what's wrong?"
"Little female, our Mr. Zerev really likes the dishes you cook. He hasn't had a good appetite lately, so I'd like to ask you to cook for him."
