Chapter 2571: Whistling Down (Twenty-Nine)

Chapter 2545: Xiao Xiao and Down (Twenty-nine)

The doorbell rang on time. When Raven opened the door, he saw a blonde girl standing outside the door, holding a pile of information in her hand and dragging a bag behind her, which looked like it was filled with a lot of things.

"Hello, no matter who you are, please help me put this thing in first, please."

Raven had to use telekinesis to help her move the pile of things into the house. The girl jumped in and said, "Harley Quinzel, nice to see you, where is Schiller?"

"He went out to mail a letter. What do you want to see him for?"

"It's about his house, but there's no rush. Anyway, I didn't bring him any good news. Let me see his new house first."

After that, Harley began to pace in the living room without treating herself as an outsider, nodding as she looked around and said, " It's not bad, warm and interesting. Did you decorate it for him? "

Raven did help Schiller carry some sculptures, so she nodded. Harley breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay. If it was decorated like a model house like in the original manor, we wouldn't be able to have a party. Where is the playoff schedule?"

"What playoffs?"

"Of course it's the football playoffs. Come on, you won't miss the game, will you? This year's playoffs have attracted a lot of attention. The schedule should be posted in the most conspicuous place, otherwise people will think you are a country bumpkin who doesn't watch TV at all. "I've heard of football." "You seem like a real country bumpkin." Harley sighed, but there was not much malice in her tone. She just said, "Okay, where is the nearest printing company? I didn't expect to miss this. I heard from Vincent that Schiller often went to watch football games. I thought he knew about it. He didn't even prepare this. Everyone will have nothing to talk about." "Maybe he will prepare it later." Raven still trusted Schiller. She picked up the remote control and prepared to continue watching TV. Harley came over and said, "Are you watching the replay? ? Have you watched the recent popular drag show? Everyone is talking about it. "

Raven shook his head and said, "I think I've seen it, but I'm not interested. I want to watch the carpenter's show."

"Come on, that's something only old-timers in redneck states would watch. Who on earth would be interested in the touch of farm transformation? Quickly change the channel, let's watch that drag show..."

Raven didn't want to give the remote control to this crazy girl, because she didn't watch the end of the show last night because she went out for a midnight snack. There was a replay today, and she had to watch it to the end.

So when Schiller came in, he saw the two of them fighting for the remote control. The pillows on the sofa were thrown all over the floor, and Harley's ponytail was completely torn off. Raven was not having a good time either. Harley pressed him under her, and the remote control had slipped out of her hand.

Schiller stood silently at the door and looked at the two of them. Harley got up from the sofa when she saw Schiller coming. She panted and pulled her hair back and said, "You look like a barbarian, miss."

"I don't know how you can use this word to describe others so confidently."

"Because if I don't use this word, I will curse even more harshly. Give me the remote control, I want to watch TV!"

"Okay, ladies." After Schiller changed his shoes, he turned his head to look at the bag that Harley brought. Harley immediately rushed over, picked up the bag and shook it at Schiller, with a smug smile on her face.

"I know you, an old-fashioned person, don't know how to arrange a housewarming party. This is not your vampire manor. Modern communities have modern ways of socializing. Don't expect to fool around with a book club."

"So what did you bring?"

Harley began to take out one thing after another. First, she took out a bunch of Yankees hats and said, "You can stack them together and put them in the corner of the room. People will definitely notice them. They will guess that you are a fan of this team. Of course, you can also say that you are not a fan of this team. These hats were just obtained by chance. Then they will complain to you about the poor quality of the peripherals of certain teams for at least dozens of minutes."

"This is an old boat oar. I got it from my uncle's old house." Harley took out a long oar and said, "Many rich people in Gotham have fishing experience. The ocean-going fleet here was once very prosperous. If you have an oar, you can You can recall the experience of their fathers with them. This is a topic that will not go wrong. "

"The remaining parts are a table football table. This is not a common product that can be bought in stores. It is the last batch produced by this company in 1897. The difference is that the little people inside are wearing the uniforms of the Gotham football team at that time, commemorative models!"

"There are also some backyard barbecue utensils. I know you definitely don’t like barbecue, but you can’t deny that backyard barbecue is the most important part of the party. They can discuss the freshness of the ingredients for half an hour. "

"Oh, by the way, you should have bought the ingredients, right? Let me see the quality of the meat. It seems that you don’t often go to the market. If you are cheated, those people will laugh at you for being a..."

Harry walked over and pulled the door of the freezer of the refrigerator. Schiller, who was standing by the door, wanted to stop her, but it was too late. The moment the door of the freezer was opened, a strong evil breath emanated.

The raven flew into the air with a swish, and her red hair fluttered behind her head. A powerful force surrounded her, forming a strong whirlwind, and her eyes radiated a light of power.

"Harry! Close it quickly!"

Harley took a breath and slammed the door of the freezer. Raven drew her sword and looked around, feeling lost. She could not find the demon that had descended, so she had to land slowly.

"What happened?" Raven looked around, and she said, "Just now I felt the demon coming, and it was very powerful."

"Your illusion." Schiller said very confidently.

"But I clearly..."

"It's definitely an illusion." Harley leaned against the door of the refrigerator.

At this time, Raven also found that it might be a problem with the refrigerator. She walked over and looked at Harley with suspicion. Harley gave her a fake smile and winked at Schiller in a corner that Raven could not see.

"Go away, let me see." Raven said.

"There's nothing to see. Maybe some chemicals in the refrigerator leaked just now, causing hallucinations." Schiller said, "Some refrigerators that have not been maintained for many years are like this."

Raven didn't understand these modern electronic devices very well, and was a little skeptical. Seeing Harley nodding desperately, she had to temporarily put aside her suspicion.

When Raven used telekinesis to move the things Harley brought to the backyard, Harley hid beside the refrigerator and pulled Schiller's sleeve hard and said, "I saw at least five pairs of hooves. Why don't you eat yourself to death?!"

"You know that's not me."

"Don't change the subject. You're not going to feed the guests this, are you?"

"Of course not. I haven't bought the meat yet."

"I hope you're talking about normal meat... I mean it's too late not to buy it now. Isn't the party going to be held the day after tomorrow? Are you going to throw a cow directly to the guests?"

"Aren't you going to buy ready-made..."

"Please, you are in a wealthy area, of course you have to go to the farm in the suburbs to order the freshest meat, which must be at least three days in advance, and you must have familiar farmers and friends to help you divide it into steaks and skewers. Do you have to go to the market to buy it? Those meats are not organic, you will be laughed at."

When he said this, the doorbell rang, and Schiller saw Shivana's face when he opened the door.

"Hello, sir... Oh, professor, do you live here? I heard some noise when I passed by here on my bike. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Schiller shook his head and said, "Would you like to come in and sit for a while?"

"No, you must be very busy preparing for the banquet, and I don't want to ruin the surprise of the day. If you need any help, just contact me. I'm leaving first."

Shivana left. Schiller stared at his back and thought, this is a very smart man. He must have felt the fluctuation of power with his right eye, so he rushed here.

If it was an ordinary person living here, he might have been knocked down by him, but he gave up the idea of ​​taking action the moment he found out that it was Schiller. This proves that he must have investigated Schiller, so he took precautions.

Harry seemed to have heard Schiller's voice. When Schiller turned around, Harry looked at him and said, "There is no need for any investigation. The expression on your face just now is like saying, 'Please come in. What I need most is that I need you to be the main course of my banquet.'"

"No time for jokes." Schiller sighed and said.

In the past, Merkel was responsible for the ingredients of the manor. It seemed that their butler had a group that was responsible for purchasing, and Alfred was their leader, so Schiller never had to worry about the ingredients.

But now his butler was absent, and Schiller had indeed never bought vegetables himself, but according to his experience in his previous life, he should be able to buy everything in the market.

At this time, he forgot to combine the national conditions of the United States. American food is divided into organic and non-organic. Most cheap supermarkets sell non-organic products, not to mention pesticides. Clenbuterol is legally added.

To buy organic products, you have to go to organic supermarkets, but organic products are also divided into many grades, such as green and pollution-free, vegan organic, and ordinary organic, with different prices and categories.

At the top of the contempt chain are local organic foods, most of which come from surrounding farms, and what's better than this is that a farmer friend kills and eats it on the farm that morning, because this not only proves that the meat is good, but also proves that you have a lot of connections.

For Gotham people, this is especially important, because there are no farms around Gotham, and the agricultural development in the metropolis is not very good, so being able to get fresh meat from the farm is a sign of status.

Schiller did not consider this, but he also knew that he could not give the guests the meat in the freezer. Ordinary people could not eat that.

More importantly, when Raven walked around in the living room, his eyes were always on the freezer. It was obvious that he was very suspicious of what was in there. Schiller did not plan to open it recently.

Soon Schiller received replies from the guests. The allergens were varied. After he sorted them out, he found that it seemed that the only thing they could eat at the same time was meat, so meat became the top priority.

Thinking of the farm, Schiller naturally thought of someone, but he knew that Clark must be very busy now. Schiller hesitated for a while, but finally did not call.

As a result, just after they finished breakfast, there was a movement in the backyard. Schiller walked over and saw Clark landing on the lawn in the backyard-with a cow and a sheep.