"What's going on? Why isn't the restaurant open yet?"
"Boss Mai posted a notice saying that he went out to collect materials and will be closed for one day today!"
"No way! Doesn't that mean I won't be able to eat tofu pudding and Yangzhou fried rice today?"
"What's going on with Boss Mai? Is he drifting off, or does he think we can't carry the knife?"
"That's right, you didn't send a notice in advance, so I went all the way in vain and had to kneel on the washboard for my wife when I got home. There's no way to explain this!"
There was a group of guests who had come for breakfast early in the morning. They all gathered around the door of the restaurant. When they heard the words of the people inside who saw the notice, they suddenly sighed, with a bit of resentment.
"Didn't Boss Mai say that we have six days off and one day off? It's only the second day, why is it suddenly closed for a day off?" Harrison said with confusion.
"Yes, I asked Palmer to wait at home for a while in the morning, and I brought him breakfast to eat before going to school, but now it was in trouble again." Geerji also sighed, feeling a little headache.
"Didn't you see? Boss Mai also said at the end that new products will be released tomorrow. I think he probably went to get ingredients today. Otherwise, with Boss Mai's character, he would definitely not let us go." At the door of the blacksmith shop, Mo Bai sighed and said that he was the first to see the notice. It was a bit disappointing that he couldn't eat Yangzhou fried rice this morning, but he still believed in Mag's character.
"Yes, every new product produced by Boss Mai brings us unparalleled surprises and delicious enjoyment. He also goes to get the ingredients himself. We should understand such a genius idea and such a serious attitude."
"Although this is true, I still silently threw a blade here. Boss Wangmai knows what he might face if he does this often." A young knight took out a small knife from his waist and threw it casually. door.
"Ding, ding, ding..." There was a jingle at the door, and knives, daggers, and blades were piled up into a hill, and the number was still increasing.
"Aren't you going to open the door today?" On a luxury carriage outside, Gloria raised a corner of the curtain and whispered to herself a little disappointedly. Although she was still wearing a gauze hat, she had changed into a long aqua blue dress today. , the black cloak was also replaced by a silver-white one, and the gauze hat became much lighter and replaced by a light blue one.
After sweeping away the sluggish feeling before, although the appearance was still unclear, the feeling suddenly became different. His graceful figure and slightly curly long hair would definitely attract a lot of attention if he got out of the carriage.
"The new dishes should be delicious..." She murmured softly, lowered the curtain, and told the driver to go back. Luo Xiya was not here today because she had something to do.
The Burning Legion trio finally squeezed their way to the door. They stared at the pile of blades at the door and the notice on the door, which was a little hard to accept.
"Boss, what should I do? If I don't eat meat buns today, I feel so tired!" Mond touched his bald head and said anxiously.
"Yeah, I feel like I suddenly lost my life goal today." Kil also looked frustrated.
"Shit! Look, a genius like Boss Mai has gone out to collect materials so early. Do you have the nerve to be decadent? Do you have the right to lose your goal?" Sargeras knocked the two of them on the forehead, waved his hand and said: "Let's go, the task is doubled today. News came from the clan yesterday that the first batch of lava warriors has been assembled and will set off to the City of Chaos immediately. We must at least treat our brothers who have come from afar with a hearty meat bun. Bar?"
"For the meat buns!" Kil and Mond shouted at the same time, their eyes suddenly full of fighting spirit!
"This guy, Boss Mai, asked for sick leave. I thought something was wrong with my precious apprentice. It seems like he's not sick at all. He just took her to play, right? It's only the second day of school, and he skipped class!" Clara Su Chuihuo stared at the notice, and the sudden increase in temperature around him made the people around him take a few steps back consciously.
"Then today is considered yours, and Amy will have classes with me the day after tomorrow." Julian, who was standing aside, said with some gloating.
"Oh, you can only work for two days, and then Boss Mai is on vacation again." Crassus suppressed the anger on his face, looked at Julian and curled his lips.
"It doesn't matter two days. If I teach you, one day is better than some people's three days." Julian said hoarsely, looking at Julian with a somewhat provocative look.
"It seems you want to compete?" Crassus narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Julian and asked.
"If you don't move, I'm afraid you'll get old." Julian touched his hand in his sleeve, and a short black magic staff appeared in his hand.
"Um...two adults, please calm down...this place is too close to the restaurant...the crowd is dense..." Brandley bit the bullet and inserted himself between the two of them. The magic shield on his body had been fully opened, and he felt both sides. The impact of ice and fire persuaded with a look of helplessness.
As a seventh-level magician, he is considered highly respected in the Gray Temple, but in front of these two living legends in the magician world, he is just a junior. His recent job is to keep an eye on these two and prevent them from fighting. …
It's a hell of a job.
…
At the gate of the city, feeling the eyes of everyone and the cold gaze of the giant frost dragon in the sky, Mag also realized that they seemed to be acting a little too high-profile, so he took a step forward to block Amy behind him, looking at him with some vigilance. Looking at the giant frost dragon, after all, he is no longer the dragon-slaying warrior who could go to heaven to slay dragons.
"System, are there any Italian guns for sale?" Mag asked quickly in his mind.
"You can't afford it." The system said calmly.
"If I die, no one will buy from you in the future." Mag continued.
"No, there is still a huge demand for this classic version of the artillery," the system retorted.
"Are you still selling arms to others?" Mag raised his eyebrows.
"Who said that? How could I do that kind of thing! Don't slander me! How can you peddle the system's affairs!" The system immediately became anxious.
The mercenaries looked at Mag who stopped in front of the little Lolita for the first time and cast some admiring glances. This man was at least somewhat bloody.
However, angering a giant dragon is not so easy to expose. I can only hope that the dragon can be more open-minded and think that the little girl's words are compliments, not provocations.
Just when Mag was about to get some trump cards from the system, there was a flash of light in the sky, the huge ice-yellow dragon disappeared without a trace, and a woman wearing a snow-white and crystal-clear stand-up collar dress appeared at the city gate.
