Annie went upstairs to continue painting. Although Irina's injury was not serious, she was still a little weak.
So the family canceled their travel plans, put down the hidden giant movie screen, and turned on the home theater mode.
"Oh! This Nezha looks just like me. I also have a Hot Wheels!"
"But her master is so fat, just like that pig."
"Is that long white thing a snake?"
"That's a dragon."
"Is Nezha a woman?"
"It's a boy."
"Isn't she born from an egg? Will the ugly duckling become like her?"
"Probably not."
"Hahaha……"
…
After watching three movies in the morning, Mag closed the giant screen and let the little guy rest his eyes while he got up and went into the kitchen to make lunch for everyone.
Mag saw the large, small, and waterproof rolling pin on the shelf.
It's golden, but there are no other lines on it, and it doesn't have Ruyi Golden Cudgel written on it, which is a pity.
Mag grabbed the rolling pin and whispered softly: "Little, little, little..."
As expected, the one-foot-long rolling pin quickly became smaller, and finally became as big as an embroidery needle.
"The Great Sage will not deceive me." Mag looked at the golden mallet in his palm and resisted the urge to stuff it into his ear.
Regardless of whether it can be held in place or not, there should be no problem if the eardrum is perforated.
"Big, big, big..." Mag continued to chant, and the rolling pin the size of an embroidery needle began to expand, and soon rose to a height of three meters, smashing into the kitchen.
"It's interesting. It can also be used as a jack when needed." Mag nodded, changed it back to the size of an ordinary rolling pin, and put it back on the shelf.
So far, he has not discovered the mystery of this rolling pin?
This confusing name is probably the most mysterious.
…
"This wine last night..." Abraham sat on the edge of the bed, letting the beautiful maids dress him up, dressing and washing, and still thinking about the wine he drank last night.
He was carried back last night and drank to pieces.
According to usual experience, this morning should be very uncomfortable.
But surprisingly, after sleeping until midnight, he felt refreshed after waking up and had a rare good sleep.
"What was the name of the tavern last night?" Abraham asked, looking at the butler waiting nearby.
"Sir, that tavern is called 'Saipan Tavern' and it's on Romo Street." Butler Town replied.
"Saipan Tavern?" Abraham thought thoughtfully.
"Master, I have prepared some porridge for you. Would you like to eat now?" the butler continued.
Abraham stood up, looked at the butler and said, "Their dishes should be good enough to go with food. Send someone to buy me some snacks."
"Okay." The housekeeper agreed and turned to go out.
Abraham suddenly stopped him and said, "By the way, if their house hasn't been opened yet, forget it, be civilized."
"Okay." The butler responded with a smile: "I will go in person."
…
Mag had just prepared a table of dishes when there was a knock on the door.
"Huh?" Magson put on his mask and walked towards the door. He looked through the door and saw an old man standing outside.
This old man looked familiar. He was the old housekeeper who usually followed Abraham.
"Hello, are you okay?" Mag opened the door and went out.
"Sorry to bother you, boss. My master likes the dishes you made to go with the wine. He sent a little man to buy some from you. I wonder if it is convenient." The old housekeeper said with a smile.
"This gourmet really knows how to eat. Coming to the tavern to buy food and drinks is something that ordinary people can't do." Mag raised his eyebrows slightly.
But for the sake of Abraham standing up for Amy last night, he still said: "The tavern is only open at night, and the cold dishes haven't been made yet, but there are still some Drunkard peanuts. Wait a minute, I'll get them for you. Some."
"Okay, thank you then." The butler said quickly.
After a while, Mag came out with a portion of Drunkard's Peanuts packed in a wooden box and handed it to the butler.
"Boss, how much money do you need?" The butler took out his money bag.
"Your master helped our tavern out of trouble last night. These peanuts are a small token of my gratitude." Mag smiled and shook his head.
"This can't be done. The master heard that you didn't collect the money last night and already reprimanded the old slave. If he knows that we took it for nothing outside, he will have to drive the old slave away when we get back." The old housekeeper took out a silver coin. Pass it to Mag, "Just keep it, I like your cooking and will definitely come again in the future."
Mag tossed the silver coins in his hand, watched the old butler get on the carriage and leave, then turned and entered the tavern.
"This man is really unpredictable. Even Duke Abraham can get in touch with him. What is his identity?" On the second floor of the Titan Tavern across the street, Effie peeked through the half-opened window. .
"Miss, what are you looking at?" the maid's voice sounded from behind.
Effie was startled and quickly reached out to close the window. A trace of blush rose on her pretty face. She coughed lightly to cover up her embarrassment and said: The window is open a crack. It's a bit cold. I'll close it. "
"Oh." The little maid did not doubt that he was there. She put down the food box in her hand and took out the hot dishes and rice she had just bought inside. She said at the same time: "Miss, I heard that the business in the pub opposite was very good last night. Well, and their wine is extremely expensive, a customer has to spend at least 1,000 copper coins."
"Yeah." Effie replied absentmindedly.
"Miss, why don't we also raise the price of wine? Each of our guests is less than one hundred copper coins." The little maid asked doubtfully.
"Idiot, our customers don't have much money. Ten copper coins a cup of wine is still too expensive. Price increase? If it goes up any more, we won't be able to sustain even these few customers." Effie reached out angrily and flicked the little maid with her green finger. forehead.
"I... I'm just talking." The little maid felt in pain and said aggrievedly, covering her forehead.
Effie rolled her eyes and said, "If someone dares to sell a bottle of wine for two thousand copper coins, it's because their wine is really good. Should we follow suit?"
"Then...then we can also sell their wine." The little maid pursed her lips.
"Shall I give you to the owner of the tavern across the street in exchange for drinks from him?" Effie laughed angrily.
"I...I..." the little maid thought seriously for a while, "If the boss wants it, I am still willing to sacrifice."
Effie: "..."
"I mean...he will definitely not want me." The little maid shook her head quickly and looked at Effie again, "But if it is a young lady, I think he will not be able to refuse. How can anyone in this world refuse? Where is the lady’s person?”
"I'm sorry, there's one across the street." Effie sighed inwardly, hadn't she already been rejected once?
Nothing else.
He has a prettier one at home.
Women, it’s so difficult.
