Then, there will be the Burning Legion along the way. "Mag looked at Sargeras and said gratefully.
Ever since Phyllis proposed to find Irina, he had been preparing some things. Because his strength had not yet recovered, he could not give much positive support, so he could only provide some help in other aspects, prepare food, and hire The Burning Legion escorted them.
Based on his understanding of Irina's character, she probably had not considered the issue of food and grass before the incident. Now faced with the crazy siege from the Wind Forest, it must be very difficult to obtain food and grass.
"I didn't expect Mr. Mag to prepare so much for me. It's really touching..." Phyllis looked at the trucks parked in the yard and felt touched. Her eyes turned red again when she looked at Mag.
After reaching an agreement with Sargeras, Mag turned and walked towards Phyllis, took out a brown paper-wrapped booklet from her arms and handed it over.
"This is it?" Phyllis took the pamphlet, her heart beating loudly. Did Mr. McGonagall have something to say to her? If so……
"Phyllis..."
"I do..." Phyllis almost blurted out, but suddenly realized that she seemed to have taken the photo, and her face suddenly turned red.
"Are you willing?" Mag raised his eyebrows. He didn't know what this girl was talking about and why she suddenly blushed. He continued: "Phyllis, this is a military book I got by chance. I think it is very well written. You can give it to your Royal Highness the Princess, and it may be able to bring him some help."
"Hand it... to Her Highness the Princess?" Phyllis was stunned for a moment. It turned out that this was not a gift from Mr. McGonagall, but she had just...
Felice felt a little disappointed, her face turned even redder, and she nodded and said, "Okay... okay, I will give it to Her Royal Highness."
"The war is full of dangers. Please be careful when we say goodbye this time. This knife is my gift to you. There will always be a place reserved for you in the restaurant. When the war is over, come back." Mag took off his waist. He took out a Chinese kitchen knife from his shoulder bag and handed it to Felice.
"This is your own kitchen knife, boss." Phyllis took the kitchen knife with both hands and was surprised by the familiar texture and weight.
Mag smiled and said: "It belongs to you now."
"Thank you, boss." Phyllis had a smile on her face.
"Then, goodbye." Mag looked at the Burning Legion people who had already put the unicorn on the truck and looked at the two of them, and said to Phyllis with a smile.
"Goodbye, boss." Phyllis also waved to Mag, then turned and ran lightly in the direction of the train, and got on the carriage.
Mag stood at the door, watching the long motorcade slowly drive away. He stood in the empty alley for a while, then turned around and left on his bicycle.
How can this war with great disparity in strength be successful? I am afraid that only Taizu's practical results can serve as theoretical support.
He must also hurry up and improve his strength, otherwise no matter how many backup plans he prepares, he will still fall short in the end.
When Mag rode his bicycle to the cleaning department of Aden Square, they were preparing to break up after their morning meeting.
Mag knocked on the door. The thirty or so young cleaners standing in the room and the young man in his thirties at the front all looked at him standing at the door.
"I'm sorry to bother you. I'm Mag, the owner of Maimi's Restaurant. I have something to discuss with everyone. I wonder if I can come in?" Mag asked with a smile.
"Oh, it's that kind gentleman." The old lady's eyes lit up in the morning and she poked Old Jack, who was napping next to her.
"Mr. Mag." Old Jack opened his eyes in confusion, and his eyes lit up when he saw Mag standing at the door. He smiled and waved to him, then turned to look at the young man sitting in front and said: "Mr. Sidka, this is the kind gentleman I just told you about."
"Old Jack, is he the kind gentleman who bought you breakfast this morning?"
"You just said he was going to prepare a hot breakfast for us?"
"Is it really Maimi's restaurant? I heard that restaurant is super expensive."
When the cleaners heard this, they all started talking in low voices and looked at Mag with strange expressions. This was the first time such a thing had happened. It would be so happy if they could have a steaming breakfast every morning.
Sidka also stood up after hearing this, with a smile on his square face. He looked at Mag and said, "Mr. Mag, please come in quickly. Old Jack mentioned you to me just now, but I didn't expect you to actually come." .”
Maimi's Restaurant has been very popular recently, so he has naturally heard of it. The cleaning department is under the management of the City Lord's Palace. Although he is responsible for the Aden Square area and has more than thirty cleaners under his command, he is just an ordinary employee.
Cleaners generally recruit elderly people who are unable to do heavy physical work and have no children to support. The work efficiency is extremely low, and the salary can only maintain subsistence and clothing. However, this is already a huge financial expenditure for the city lord's government, and there is no way to continue to provide for them. These elderly people improve their conditions.
Therefore, although he knew that it was not easy for these elderly people, especially on winter mornings, they had to work in the cold while eating cold food. Every winter, several elderly people would leave, earning ordinary wages and having a family to support. Powerless to do anything.
So this morning he was a little surprised to hear that someone was going to provide breakfast for these cleaners, and he was even more shocked to hear that this person was the owner of Maimi's Restaurant.
Recently, there have been too many rumors about Maimi Restaurant in the City Lord's Mansion. The waiters there are all first-class beauties. The City Lord is a frequent customer of that restaurant. An important meeting of the three tribes was held there. I heard that there was a meeting yesterday. A prisoner escaped from Basti Prison, but after escaping, he did not run away, but turned around and entered Maimi's Restaurant.
Any one of these rumors would be surprising, let alone the fact that they all belong to the same restaurant.
"Hello, Mr. Sidka, hello everyone." Mag came in with a smile on his face. It seemed that the two old men had already helped him with publicity.
"It's like this. I see that everyone has to start cleaning so early every morning. The weather has been so cold recently, so I want to provide you with a breakfast. It may not be rich, but I hope it can give everyone some warmth." Get straight to the point.
"Great, this is really a good thing."
"Yes, Mr. McGonagall is such a good man."
“You don’t have to eat breakfast like ice cubes anymore.”
As soon as Mag finished speaking, there was a burst of warm applause from below.
"Mr. Mag, on behalf of the Aden Square Cleaning Department, I would like to express my gratitude to you." Sidka held Mag's hand and said thank you.
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