The shop selling desserts has always been very busy;

One important reason for this is probably because compared to men, women are naturally more fond of sweet food, equivalent to some men's love for alcohol.

There are so many girls in the city, even if only one out of every three people likes sweets, the corresponding shops in the city can still make a lot of money.

Now, Wang Xiaole, leading the much-improved Freya, came to a well-decorated dessert shop in the city, which also serves as a teahouse.

Sweet food can greatly improve people's mood, so Wang Xiaole led Freya to a seat by the window and asked her to sit quietly first;

He took out the wallet he brought with him from the time travel and walked towards the cashier's direction.

The currency unit in Dibiles is very simple, mainly consisting of copper coins, silver coins, and gold coins;

Although sweets are not expensive, for Wang Xiaole, who didn't have any local currency on him, it was not possible for him to even take out a copper coin, but he did have quite a few steel coins.

At this point, he could only use that method.

What he was about to do next was not robbery or seduction!

It is said that the cashier is also the boss herself, and it's not easy for a girl to do this. Why should there be conflicts with others? One should not act like this.

When he approached the cashier, Wang Xiaole took out a 5 yuan note in front of her;

He did not do this to make a purchase, but, just like those customers who go to a pawnshop, he presented the banknote to her as if saying:

"This is an ancient relic that I found in the underground ruins. It is said to be a form of currency used by the ancients. Boss, would you consider purchasing it?"

When exchanging goods, one must evaluate one's own possessions as rare items, so that they can be easily sold.

He didn't want to cheat the boss; this 5 yuan note was not only rare nationwide, but also rare on the entire continent;

Wang Xiaole used this item to exchange for food from a stall owner when he met Freya on the street before, and then gave it to the goddess.

It's not an exaggeration to say that there are only two banknotes in circulation nationwide, so its value is naturally not low!

"Something dug up from ancient ruins? Let me have a look."

The boss temporarily stopped doing business, took the banknote and picked up the magnifying glass from the drawer, and carefully observed it with wide eyes.

After touching it a few times with her fingers, her expression gradually became amazed, and a smile appeared on her lips:

"Incredible! This currency made of a combination of paper and cotton short fiber can actually reveal the facial contours of a person..."

Wang Xiaole speculated that she was talking about the watermark, which is a new concept on the continent, and no one has seen it before.

The boss examined the banknote for a while, and then determined its rarity. Although she was not a collector, she seemed to have a hobby of collecting new things.

"Girl, name your price: How much would you be willing to sell the ancient currency to me?"

Waiting for this question!

Wang Xiaole smiled mysteriously, put on an indifferent face as if he didn't care about money, and straightforwardly said:

"Just a small request..."

"Do you want this shop from me? No problem, I agree. You can have half of the ownership. Deal?"

The business-savvy boss was not afraid to name a high price, but Wang Xiaole wasn't that interested.

He only planned to get some desserts for himself and Freya, which already satisfied him. He had no intention of using five yuan soft sister currency to take over someone else's shop in the otherworld.

"There's no need for such a high price, let's be friends. Maybe I'll come visit your shop in the future. As for the transaction price, a plate of macarons and a few filled breads will suffice."

With a simple exchange, it was done.

The low price made the shop owner pleasantly surprised. But what made her the happiest was not what she held in her left hand, but the person standing in front of her.

"The macarons and bread will be ready soon... but before that, can you shake my right hand?"

This request came out of nowhere, and Wang Xiaole was not prepared for it mentally. But he thought it wasn't a big deal, so without hesitation, he extended his right hand.

At the moment their palms touched, Wang Xiaole could feel the sweat on the shop owner's palm. If she wasn't the type who felt hot in autumn, she must be extremely nervous right now.

After shaking hands, Wang Xiaole wanted to pull away, but it took some time. The main reason he was delayed at the counter was because the shop owner didn't let go for a while.

"Excuse me, are you still not done shaking hands?"

"It's done, it's already done."

Then please let go!

Wang Xiaole screamed in his mind. This wasn't a scene of catching a thief. What was a seemingly unmarried female shop owner doing, holding onto the hand of an unmarried girl tightly under the open sky?

Realizing the situation, Wang Xiaole realized he was giving her the money, not participating in a promotional activity. He had no intention of getting "buy one, get one free" and wasn't planning to ruin himself.

Luckily, more and more customers started paying attention, and the shop owner finally realized her inappropriate behavior. Wang Xiaole finally gained his freedom later on.

He moved his numb wrist a few times, asserting that if she held onto his hand for a little longer, his whole arm would lose sensation.

After satisfying herself, the shop owner put the money back into the counter. She gently caressed her right hand with a tender expression, talking to herself loudly, not caring if anyone heard:

"Hehe, hehehe (perverted laughter), I won't wash this hand anymore..."

Wang Xiaole only realized now that some girls could be quite scary in certain aspects. He carefully observed the reactions of the other customers and noticed that they weren't looking at the shop owner earlier, but instead, their eyes were fixed on him unconsciously.

Like a juicy lamb accidentally entering a wolf's den, the pupils of some female comrades flickered with something sinister.

The impure gazes from all sides made Wang Xiaole shiver.

Not having any connection with girls was definitely not a good thing, but such an abnormal level of attention made him extremely uncomfortable.

If destiny existed, it seemed like the god of fate wanted to compensate him for the lonely past ten or so years. But was this a good thing?

Of course it was!

However, if one didn't handle it well, a good thing could quickly turn into a disaster. The gaze coming from all directions made Wang Xiaole not doubt for a second:

If he didn't have a high level of vigilance, it was very likely that one of the girls would invite him for a drink, only to drug him and take advantage of him while he was in a stupor.

He is currently being more careful and vigilant, undoubtedly the correct reaction.

But under the premise of "being mindful and cautious," it is not easy for him to safely return to his previous seat;

After walking a few steps, Wang Xiaole bumped into a girl from behind, as if she had intentionally ambushed in this area.

They bumped into each other;

Then the girl fell to the ground, while Wang Xiaole tiptoed in place for a few times, only then did he manage to avoid falling down, and the tray in his right hand was spared.

"Are you okay?"

Subconsciously helping the girl up, this can be considered as an instinctive reaction. At this moment, Wang Xiaole unintentionally caught a glimpse of the fan in the girl's hand.

While the girl had her back to Wang Xiaole, when he was helping her up, she did not complain or get angry. Instead, she said something strange:

"In such a big country, with so many people in the store... isn't it fate that we can bump into each other in such a mysterious way?"

Through the girl's inexplicable tone of speech and a rough observation of her waist, chest, and hip measurements, Wang Xiaole quickly figured out her identity.

"There have been many things happening today. I'm begging you, can you please stop causing trouble... Sia."

Lucia, the Demon King, came here to find her true destined lover, and this morning she identified Wang Xiaole as the person she was looking for;

In the afternoon, after completing the formalities with Isabella (actually Liu Caihua), she officially integrated into this country as a legal citizen;

And because she, as a demon, doesn't have any difference in appearance from humans, as long as she pays attention to suppressing her magical power fluctuations, it is not difficult for her to live in human society and pass through customs;

If it weren't for her fan that she always carries and her ** being too eye-catching, Wang Xiaole wouldn't have been able to recognize Lucia just by her back.

It's not hard to guess:

Lucia must have been unable to find herself anywhere, so she left the palace and specifically came to a dessert shop with a lot of people.

Thanks to her thoughtfulness, Wang Xiaole doesn't have to worry about how to meet her anymore;

Just hope that next time they meet, she can greet him in a more ordinary way.

"Darling, do you feel that the woman (Empress) made you very bored, so you left her early and came to the dessert shop to change your mood on purpose?"

"Uh... Let's just say you're right, Sia!"

Explaining the situation would cause trouble for himself and make Lucia unhappy, so Wang Xiaole can only go along with her words, nodding repeatedly to show agreement.

"Right, right? How could that excessively serious little empress not make my darling feel bored? Leaving her is the right thing to do."

Lucia held the fan in her right hand, supposedly a magical item that would change expressions on the fan surface according to the owner's current mood.

Using the Heavenly Dynasty's expression packs as a reference, the pattern on the fan can definitely be identified as "funny."

Putting Isabella's matter aside for now, Wang Xiaole thought that everything was fine now, but Lucia still had something to say.

Before speaking, she leaned towards her lover and sniffed carefully for a while, then came to a conclusive conclusion:

"The scent of another woman... darling, please tell me!"

With each opening and closing of the fan, tiny blades immediately emerged from the edge of the fan surface, sharp as a hunting knife.

"During my absence, which fox spirit has entangled herself with my beloved?"

A faintly delirious expression of possessive jealousy appeared for the second time on Lucia's face.