When the business ended at noon, Mag took a look at the entrance of the food conference from a distance. When he saw the long line of people taking pictures at the door of the small seafood shop, he felt much relieved.
Open this morning and noon, there are still many customers asking about fried octopus tentacles in sauce.
Mag clearly told them that it was a food conference limited edition. You can learn to make it at home, or you can wait for next year's food conference, which may be available.
Very clumsy, but an effective means of transformation.
Moreover, in the Octopus Tentacle series, except for the octopus balls, the other three dishes are very simple and fast. Judging from the growing number of believers, it should not be long before it becomes a home-cooked dish on the tables of ordinary people in the city of chaos.
By spending dozens of copper coins on ingredients at home, you can enjoy delicious food that only takes a few hundred copper coins in a restaurant, and the taste won’t be too different. It’s a real bargain!
Of course, you may make a profit, but Mag selling octopus tentacles will never lose money.
When Mag returned to the restaurant, he was dragged away by Hannah who looked excited.
"I refuse..." Before Mag could clearly express his position, Hannah had already taken out a thick metal pipe, looked at Mag and said excitedly: "Boss, we succeeded, high-quality sealed pipe. , can withstand high-pressure steam, and it will definitely not explode now.”
"Yeah, not bad." Mag looked at the pipe carefully, nodded, then looked at the various parts placed on the floor, and said with a smile: "Almost done?"
"Well, it can be installed tomorrow. Boss Mo Bai found me a very good craftsman and asked him to help me package it. I guarantee there won't be any problems." Hannah nodded happily, although there were two hanging There were dark circles under her eyes and a few charcoal marks on her face, but they did not affect her beautiful mood at all.
"I'll go there tomorrow." Mag said. He was really worried about Hannah. He provided the drawings this time. As long as the craftsmanship and dimensions are correct, there should be no problem. But to be on the safe side, he would still do it in person. Go look for something more reliable.
"That would be even better." Hannah smiled and showed two rows of neat teeth. She couldn't hide her excitement at the thought of recreating her own brewery in the city of chaos, and it was a larger and more advanced brewery. .
"Thank you for your hard work, Boss Mo Bai, Lu Lu." Mag said hello to the two people who were beating each other hotly in the forge.
"Hey, it's not hard to eat the Yangzhou fried rice made by Boss Mai." Mo Bai wiped his sweat and said with a smile.
These days they are on a deadline, so Mo Bai's meals are packed and brought over by Hannah, saving him the time of queuing up.
"When this work is finished, let's get together and have a drink." Mag liked this honest man and returned to the restaurant without disturbing their work.
There is information about Lankester obtained from the Gray Temple in the study. This man was once considered by the outside world to be Alex's strong enemy and the chosen son of the Frost Dragon Clan. He has many legendary stories.
Therefore, there is a lot of information about him in the Gray Temple's intelligence office.
The Old Ones broke the seal, leaving no clues or traces.
Lankester became the only breakthrough.
It's just that he disappeared from everyone's sight three years ago, and he can only try to find some relevant information from these materials.
It took more than an hour to see this.
McGonagall didn't find any relevant information about the Old Ones, but she learned about Lankester's life.
This is indeed a ruthless person. As an illegitimate child that neither the Golden Dragon Clan nor the Frost Dragon Clan wants to see, he is considered a hybrid dragon with low talent, but he is reborn in desperate situations again and again, and slaps everyone in the face again and again. In the end, his hands were stained with countless blood and he stepped onto the Frost Throne.
If he was the protagonist, he could write a wonderful story about the passionate dragon king.
Moreover, Lankester lived in the City of Chaos for a period of time more than ten years ago, but there is no detailed record in the data. He should have hidden his identity at the beginning.
This is actually quite interesting. Lankester was already the leader of the Frost Dragon Clan more than ten years ago, and he was the real holder of real power, not a puppet of the Presbyterian Council.
Why did he hide his identity and come to the city of chaos?
"Is he dead, or trapped somewhere? Or is he being controlled?" Mag put all the information back into the box and frowned.
Based on Lankester's character, there is basically no possibility that he is hiding somewhere.
"Unless... his current situation is similar to mine? Is he also seriously injured?" Mag suddenly thought of a possibility.
Lankester has made countless enemies along the way, even more than Alex. There are even many people in the Frost Dragon clan who want to kill him quickly.
There are too many people in this world who want him to die, even if they are weak, they are not allowed to do so.
His wife and children all need the protection of his immortal will.
So even though he has been missing for three years, no news has come out, the Frost Throne is still empty, and no one dares to directly target Elizabeth.
"It really makes me bald." Mag stood up and scratched his head, but still couldn't find his thoughts.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the host, the number of believers has exceeded 10,000! Successfully promoted to the realm of master chef!"
At this moment, the system's voice suddenly sounded in Mag's mind.
Mag's movements suddenly froze, and he felt a magical power suddenly pouring in from the top of his head. His spirit seemed to be sublimated at this moment. This feeling was like an enlightenment, extremely magical.
"Is this the strength of a great chef?" Mag slowly clenched his fists. After a while, he rolled his eyes and said, "Why don't you feel anything?!"
Although there was a feeling of enlightenment, Mag felt that his strength had not been improved in any substantial way.
"Host, please feel it with your heart. The power of a chef is not just an increase in strength, but is manifested in all aspects." The system's voice sounded again.
"Is it because the blame is being dumped faster?" Mag raised his eyebrows, not quite believing the system's nonsense.
"The upgrade reward has been issued: affinity +1!" The system's voice sounded again.
Mag felt a chill on the top of her head this time. Her slightly upturned hairstyle was inexplicably suppressed, but she still felt nothing.
"That's it?"
Mag's brows knitted even tighter, feeling that she had been deceived.
"Affinity is a temperament, which is also moisturizing and silent on the host's body, and will not cause any obvious changes in the host's body." The system explained.
"Then it's better to make the areas that should be longer longer." Mag pouted, feeling that he had been deceived anyway.
"If the host doesn't believe it, you can go out and take a few steps."
"Just take two steps, what's the big deal." Mag stomped downstairs, opened the door and went out. He met a young lady standing at the door of the restaurant, who seemed to be reading the restaurant's announcement. She opened the door. The door brought up a gust of wind, and also brought up a piece of...skirt.
