After the business ended in the morning, Mia and the others went to the ice cream shop after get off work. Mag poured a pot of tea and prepared to go upstairs to continue completing the plan.
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
"Coming?" Mag put down the teapot in his hand, walked to the door and opened it.
Standing outside the door was a tall and thin orc with a pair of black animal ears on his head. He looked at Mag and then said a little arrogantly: "Are you Mag, the owner of this restaurant?"
"Yes, what's the matter?" Mag nodded. From the ears of this orc, it can be basically judged that he should be of the same breed as Connie, but the genes are too different and he looks a bit ugly.
"I come from the noble Falk tribe. You can call me Master Crow. I came under the order of Chief Gaili, asking you to go to the Falk tribe and be responsible for the food for Chief Gaili's coronation banquet." The orc looked at He said to Mag, with his nostrils pointing upward, waiting for Mag to address him respectfully.
Mag twitched the corner of his mouth, shook his head and said: "Sorry, the restaurant is very busy and cannot accept the invitation. If you have nothing to do, please come back."
"Um?"
Crowe was stunned and looked at Mag with some disbelief. This guy actually rejected the invitation from Chief Gaili!
"You may not know that our Og tribe is the second largest tribe in the orc tribe, second only to the Og tribe, and Chief Gaili is the supreme chief of our Fake tribe. You can be invited, this is your The supreme honor." Crowe said with great emotion, wishing that Mag would immediately kneel down with tears of gratitude.
"Please thank Chief Gary for your kindness. The Twilight Forest is a long way away, and our restaurant has many staff, so it is not suitable to go there. Please hire another chef." Mag once again calmly refused.
"It's a long way? I heard that you once went to Luodu to cook for the king of Los Empire's palace banquet. Is Luodu closer than the distance to Twilight Forest?" Crowe frowned, looking a little unhappy.
"After all, the king of the Los Empire is the only king of the Los Empire, isn't it?" Mag replied with a smile.
"You..." Crowe's face suddenly changed from green to red. This guy was obviously mocking the Falke tribe for being the second best. What he originally wanted to show off turned into a point of ridicule in the blink of an eye.
"Let me tell you, it is your honor to be invited by our Fake tribe. You, a little human chef, dare to speak so rudely to me. Aren't you afraid that I will crush you to death!" Crowe said angrily, wanting to kill Mai. Unscrew Ge's head.
"Boss Mai, do you need help?" Bazel happened to be patrolling to the entrance of Mai Mi's restaurant with Monkey. He glanced at Crowe with some vigilance, and then looked at Mag and asked.
When Crowe saw the Gray Temple uniform that Bazel was wearing, and thought of Gally's warning before coming, his expression suddenly became unnatural, and he showed a slightly embarrassed smile and said: "It's nothing, I just invited him to our tribe. Just cooking.”
"This Mr. Orc from the Falk tribe said he wanted to crush me to death." Mag, however, did not follow Crow's tactics and said calmly.
Bazel looked solemn, looked at Crowe and said solemnly: "Sir, you are trying to harm the residents of Chaos City. Now please cooperate with our investigation."
Crow's face changed, and he waved his hands hurriedly: "No... no, I was just joking. I am Crow, the special envoy of Chief Gaili of the Fa'ke tribe. I have come to invite the owner of Maimi's restaurant to Fa'ke. Tribe, serve dishes for the chief’s coronation banquet. I respect this Mr. McGonagall very much, how could I hurt and threaten him?”
"Respect? You just seemed to ask me to call you Lord Crowe? The city lord never made such a request when he came to the restaurant to eat." Mag smiled.
Crowe looked at the smile on Mag's face and his teeth itched with hatred, but when he thought that if he couldn't invite him back, he might have to face Gaili's anger, so he could only suppress his anger and squeeze out a little bit. He smiled and said: "How could it be? Just call me Little Crowe. I now formally extend an invitation to you on behalf of the Fa'ke Tribe. All the remuneration is easy to say, and our Fa'ke Tribe will send flying mounts to take you back and forth. It's completely No need to worry about the journey.”
"Little Chloe, if your attitude was so good just now, we wouldn't have to talk about it so simply." Mag nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "However, my appearance fee is very expensive. According to the current price of the restaurant, In terms of business, one day is 2 million copper coins, how many days do you plan to treat me?"
"Two million copper coins a day!" Crowe's eyes widened and he almost cursed, but after taking a look at Bazel who was still standing by, he reluctantly suppressed his anger and said with a shy smile: "Look, this Can the price be lower? Two million copper coins is a bit too high."
"Does your Falk tribe, the second largest tribe of the orcs, need to negotiate for the chief's coronation ceremony to even spend two million to hire a chef? This makes me a little disappointed." Mag sighed.
"How...how could it be possible? Two million is two million. You went to the tribe one day in advance to prepare, so let's count it as two days." Crowe said with a somewhat unnatural expression. The money given to him by the superiors before coming here The budget was 100,000 copper coins. What he needed to consider now was how to explain the extra 3.9 million copper coins after he returned.
Mag nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, you can set a date. There are about twelve of us here."
"I will pick you up personally in the morning in five days." Crowe said quickly, then turned around and prepared to leave.
"Before departure, I need to receive half of the deposit, otherwise we won't leave."
"Okay." Crowe gritted his teeth and replied, speeding up his pace a bit, thinking fiercely in his heart: "When we get to the Twilight Forest, I will let you know the price to pay for speaking to me like this!"
"It seems that the guests at Maimi's Restaurant will not be able to eat the food cooked by Boss Mai for two more days." Bazeer looked at Mag and smiled. As the patrol leader of Gray Temple in Aden Square, he and Mag were relatively familiar with each other. .
"There is no way, there are always some invitations that cannot be declined." Mag shook his head helplessly, chatted with Bazel for a few words, and then returned to the restaurant.
Michael's intelligence last night was very accurate. As expected, the people from the Falk tribe came and personally invited them to the Forest of Vision to prepare a coronation dinner for Gaili.
This meant that they had obtained the legal status to enter the hinterland of the Faak tribe and successfully blended into the coronation ceremony, which was in line with his expectations.
Penetrating into the enemy's interior makes it easier to deliver a fatal blow.
"In this case, let's postpone the couple's lung slices for a few days and make it the finale of that night's dinner." Mag said to himself and went upstairs with the brewed tea.
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"Master Cyril, according to the master's request, you will no longer be responsible for managing all internal affairs of the Moulton family from today on, but you will retain the position of director of the Chamber of Commerce." Maynard looked at Cyril and announced in a calm voice Got this news.
Cyril slumped in his chair, shaking his head with an unacceptable look on his face and muttering to himself: "No...Father, he can't do this to me...can't do this to me..."
"The handover of specific affairs will begin tomorrow. I hope Master Cyril can cooperate." Maynard said, looking at Cyril with some regret, then turned and left.
