CCTnovel Book 2: Chapter 2: Will eating in broad daylight call up ghosts?
Book 2: Chapter 2: Will eating in broad daylight call up ghosts?
Book 2: Chapter 2: Will eating in broad daylight call up ghosts?
“Boss, please give me a map.”
I went over to a bookstore on the corner and prepared to buy a map. After all, I had to know how far away I was from St. Caroline.
“Go ahead, which place’s map do you want, dear customer.” The owner asked.
“The more detailed a map you can give me of the Holy Dragon Empire, the better.”
The owner took a map from the shelf and handed it to me: “This is what you want, that will be fifteen copper coins.”
Copper? I don’t have any, there are only mountains of gold, gems, and the likes in the storage ring mom gave me.
Gold coins should work.
But I don’t know what is the exchange rate for Gold and Copper.
Let me try it out by using a gold coin, I passed a gold coin to the owner, “Is this enough?”
“Gold... gold coin?” The shopkeeper looked at the gold coins in his hands in disbelief, bite in his lip, and then spoke with a bitter expression, “You don’t usually use gold coins when you buy a map. It is difficult to give change for it.”
“Gold coins are really valuable?”
“Of course, a single gold coin is worth one thousand copper coins. Hm? Customer, don’t you know this?” The owner looked at me strangely.
“Haha... well, in the past I usually didn’t need to pay on my own for these things.”
“Oh~ So you’re another one of those rich young lasses who snuck out.” The owner had a look of understanding.
Do you have a lot of rich ladies who sneak out around here? Why does everyone immediately assume that?
“Here, young lady, your nine silver and eighty-five copper coins.” The shopkeeper made the exchange and gave me a bag of jingling coins.
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“Ah... young lady, don’t you know, a gold coin is equal to ten silver coins or one thousand copper coins. You have to know these things when you go out, otherwise, you won’t know if you’re being swindled.” The shopkeeper lectured me like an aunt next door.
“Thanks a lot.” I thanked him and turned to leave.
“Don’t mention it, be careful on the road, go home early.”
The waiter looked me up and down, “Miss... are you sure you can eat all that?”
I glanced at him and slammed the table in anger, “Are you looking down on me because I’m a loli? I told you to give me everything, don’t give me any more backtalk.”
“But... can you...” The waiter still looked hesitant.
I took out a gold coin and threw it at him, “go quickly. I’m hungry.”
The waiter bit the gold coin as soon as he saw it just like everyone else, then he put on a smile and responded, “I’ll go immediately, please wait a moment.”
After that, he quickly turned around and rushed away like he was preparing to fart.
Ah~ there’s nothing that can be done. Even though my body is now all small and delicate, my appetite is still that of a dragon. All of my meals end up being so large that they surpass my body weight and yet even after all that food my figure is completely unaffected. Sometimes I wonder if there’s a black hole in my stomach.
Eating too much might be unseemly for others to do, but it’s incredibly cute for a loli like myself.
......
The influence of money is huge, in no time the table in front of me was filled with different kinds of foods, all of which looked very appetizing.
It’s just that... I am somewhat hesitant to touch the vegetables in front of me.
Every meal on Dragon Island was comprised of meat, there were never any vegetables and occasionally some fruit. When I asked mom, she said that dragons never eat vegetables.
But I’ve got memories of a past life as a human, so I should be fine.
I use my chopsticks to pick up some vegetables and brought them up to my mouth...
Ok... so it’s a little hard to eat, it tastes less like vegetables and more like grass, it was so unpalatable that I immediately spit out the vegetables.
Sure enough... there are many differences between dragons and humans.
Well, it’s not that bad when you think about it. When others call me to eat veggies in the future, I can confidently say that I’m not a vegetarian.
But what should I do about these vegetarian dishes? In my past life, I had a habit of never wasting food.
Toss... or not toss? Can I even eat it if I don’t toss it out? I scratched my head and thought about how to dispose of these vegetarian dishes.
At that moment, I felt like my calf was suddenly grasped by a cold hand, and a voice seemed to echo in the whole room with the sound of infinite resentment...
“You... don’t seem... to like... the food...eh...”