I traveled through time and became a slave, and the noble lady was obsessed with me

Chapter 16 Old Cohen’s Kitchen
I originally thought that Nadasha would take her and sneak out.

Unexpectedly, after Nadasha opened the cell door, she strutted outside.

"Aren't you afraid of being caught?"

Chen Fan frowned and glanced in front of him.

He knows that his current strength is not enough.

If someone catches him now, he may lose his life inexplicably.

Hearing this, Natasha just turned back and smiled, with a mysterious smile on her face.

"Little brother, if you are afraid, just go back."

Natasha shook her bumpy body and strode forward.

After only hesitating for a moment, Chen Fan followed.

Although I don’t know why Natasha can do this.

But Chen Fan believed that with his performance today, the slave owners would definitely notice.

Even if they are caught, for the sake of money, they will not kill themselves directly.

Moreover, his desire for freedom could no longer be restrained.

Natasha glanced at the corner of her eye and saw the figure following her, with a smile on her lips.

"It seems that you are quite brave, but I don't know that you are also brave in other places."

Facing this provocation, Chen Fan raised his eyebrows and pretended not to hear.

Going up from "Heaven", passing the long stairs, you can reach the exit of the Colosseum.

As soon as they arrived in front of the steel cage, two strong figures like hills blocked the way.

It was the two Colosseum guards.

Looking at these two people, Chen Fan subconsciously clenched his fists.

Just looking at the heavy armor on their bodies, they finally loosened their fists.

A frontal assault has no chance of winning.

Under the heavy armor, the guard asked angrily, "Natasha, why did you run out again?"

Natasha just rolled her eyes at them impatiently.

"I didn't go out to the Colosseum, you care about me."

Choked by these words, the guard who spoke just muttered a few words and stopped talking.

Nadasha turned around, walked straight past the two of them, and walked into the darkness.

Only then did Chen Fan notice.

Next to the exit of the Colosseum, there is a tunnel deep into darkness.

When passing by the cage, one can still see streaks of pale moonlight through the gaps.

Chen Fan stared at that place with his eyes, just because it represented freedom.

Nadasha in front of her seemed to feel something, and deliberately slowed down her pace.

"Where does this lead to?"

After walking deep into the tunnel, Chen Fan asked in a deep voice.

"The guards, the kitchen, and where those guys from Cato spent the night."

"Of course, the real exit is still the one just now."

"Besides, it's not just those two stupid tall guys with big limbs who are guarding the door."

This seems to mean something.

Nadasha secretly reminded Chen Fan not to have any thoughts of seeking death.

Chen Fan just became more and more silent, but his eyes became brighter and brighter in the darkness.

The aroma of food hit his nose, making Chen Fan's empty stomach growl.

From the time he woke up to now, he hasn't eaten anything except energy bars that are too hard to bite.

Nadasha pushed open a wooden door with ease and showed it to Chen Fan with a smile.

"Welcome to the Colosseum Restaurant."

Looking up and looking inside, it looked like it was in full swing.

Seven or eight mixed-race slaves were busy washing and chopping vegetables.

On the side, there was an old dwarf with a straw in his mouth and his skin was red.

He was watching them work with a smile, and from time to time he would give instructions to other slaves.

"Hey, isn't this our black widow?"

A wrinkled old dwarf, only half a man tall.

Although he has a friendly smile, the scars on his face still make it difficult for people to get close to him. "Old man, is my beef stew ready? If it doesn't taste good, I won't let you go easily."

"Oh, dear Natasha, you still don't believe in old Cohen's craftsmanship, go and eat it."

"Hum..."

Nada pulled Chen Fan and walked into the stuffy kitchen.

When passing by Old Cohen, he took out a few coins from the plump cracks and threw them in.

The latter didn't even move, he just waved his hand and accurately took the coin, looking at them with a smile.

He walked straight through the kitchen and came to the small dining room with only one dining table inside.

On the table, beef stewed softly with potatoes, carrots, and steaming slightly.

Next to it were two plates of green beans that looked like chickpeas, but the sizes were a little different.

"What are you still staring at?"

Leaning against the wall, Natasha gave Chen Fan a wink.

Smelling the fragrant smell, Chen Fan didn't care about anything and sat directly at the table.

Use a large spoon to pour the beef and stock directly over the chickpeas.

Chen Fan couldn't stop eating the beans soaked in beef broth.

After eating more than half of the pot, he stopped with a burp.

Looking up, he saw Natasha looking at him with a slight smile.

She forked a bean, licked the soup on it with her tongue, and then slowly swallowed it.

Gollum.

I don't know whether it was because of swallowing food or for other reasons, Chen Fan swallowed his saliva.

"Natasha, are you familiar with the people here?"

"Fresh?"

Natasha seemed to have a sneer on her face, as if this sentence was funny.

"Maybe they are familiar with my coins after all."

"Here, if you have no value, no one will know you."

Chen Fan consumed these words carefully and felt the helplessness in them.

"Here, as long as you have money, you can get anything."

"Weapons, food, even women."

"And we old slaves all have some spare money."

"They're still very happy to let us spend money as long as we don't cross a line."

Natasha looked aside, although she said these words with a smile.

But it can still make people feel the deep heaviness in it.

Chen Fan can also understand why these things happen in the Colosseum.

After all, in the Colosseum, everything is a battle involving blood and tears.

If they are not given a place to vent at all, the performance of these slaves will probably get worse and worse.

If it affects the value, that's not good.

Whether it's Old Cohen or anyone else, I'm afraid the higher-ups just turn a blind eye.

Natasha's expression suddenly changed, she smiled and her eyes were as charming as silk.

"You made a lot of money today."

"How about it, do you want your sister to sharpen your gun with you?"

"Only ten gold coins."

Natasha winked at her and pulled her clothes down, revealing her snow-white shoulders.

"Sorry, for me now, you are not worth ten gold coins."

Chen Fan was not affected by these words at all and just scraped the plate clean with a spoon.

No wasted heat is absorbed.

Nadasha was startled by her blunt words, and she took a serious look at this long-haired oriental boy again.

That calm profile and eyes as bright as stars reveal a firm desire for freedom.

The next moment, Natasha giggled.

"Hahaha, what a funny little brother."

(End of this chapter)