"A restaurant?" The old man clearly hesitated upon hearing Chen Ze's words before he finally realized what Chen Ze meant.
"Interesting, so what food do you have here?" The old man slowly walked in and found a chair to sit down.
Chen Ze picked up the menu on the table since Betty wasn't there, he had to do it himself.
The old man curiously looked at the menu Chen Ze handed him, something he had never seen before, but he found the images inside, that almost looked like real objects, quite useful.
"Red.. braised pork?" The menu was written in both the common language of the continent and Demonic Language—two lines each, all of which the old man could recognize. However, he didn't quite understand the meaning of these words put together.
