Thank you, Burning Legion, "Meg said gratefully as he looked at Sargeras.
Since Phyllis proposed to look for Irina, he had been preparing for something. Because he hadn't recovered his strength yet, he couldn't provide much support, so he could only provide some help in other aspects, such as preparing food and hiring the Burning Legion to escort them.
Based on his understanding of Irina's character, she probably hadn't considered the issue of food before the uprising. Now that The Wind Forest was besieging them, it must be very difficult to obtain food.
I didn't expect Mr. Meg to prepare so much for me. I'm so touched … Looking at the trucks in the yard, Phyllis was touched. Her eyes turned red again as she looked at Meg.
After talking with Sargeras, Meg turned to Phyllis and took out a small book wrapped in kraft paper. He handed it to her.
"What's this?" Phyllis took the book, her heart pounding. Does Mr. Meg have something to say to me? If so …
"Phyllis …"
"I'll do it …" Phyllis almost blurted out. She suddenly realized that she seemed to have snatched the book, and her face turned red.
"You'll do it?" Mag raised an eyebrow. He didn't know what Firis was talking about, and why she was blushing all of a sudden. He continued, "Firis, this is a book on the art of war that I came across by chance. I think it's very well written. You can give it to your princess; perhaps it'll be of some help to her."
"Give … give it to Her Highness?" Phyllis was stunned. So this wasn't a gift from Mr. Meg, and she just …
Phyllis was a little disappointed. Her face turned even redder. She nodded, and said, "O-okay, I'll give it to Her Highness."
"War is very dangerous. Be careful after this farewell. This knife is my gift to you. There will always be a place for you in the restaurant. Come back when the war is over." Meg took out a Chinese cleaver from the satchel at his waist and handed it to Phyllis.
"Boss, this is your own kitchen knife," Phyllis said in surprise as she took the kitchen knife with both hands. She was familiar with the texture and weight of the knife.
Meg smiled. "Now it belongs to you."
"Thank you, boss." Phyllis smiled.
"Well then, goodbye." Meg said to Phyllis with a smile as he looked at the members of the Burning Legion who had harnessed their unicorns and were looking at them.
"Goodbye, Boss." Phyllis waved at Meg, then turned around and ran towards the train.
Meg stood at the entrance and watched the long line of cars slowly drive away. He stood in the empty alley for a while before he turned around and rode off on his bicycle.
In this war where there was a great disparity in strength, perhaps only Taizu's practical results could be used as a theoretical support.
He had to hurry up and improve his strength. Otherwise, no matter how many backup plans he had prepared, he would still be lacking a little.
When Meg rode his bicycle to the Aden Square Cleaning Department, they were about to leave after the morning meeting.
Mag knocked on the door, and the 30-odd middle-aged cleaners and the young man standing at the front of the room all turned to look at him.
"Sorry to disturb you. I am the boss of Mamy's, Meg. I have something to discuss with everyone. May I come in?" Meg asked with a smile.
"Oh, it's that kind sir." The old lady's eyes lit up, and she poked Old Jack who was dozing off beside her.
"Mr. Meg." Old Jack opened his eyes in a daze, and his eyes lit up when he saw Meg standing at the door. He smiled and waved at him. Then, he turned to the young man sitting in front, and said, "Mr. Sidka, this is the kind sir I told you about just now."
"Old Jack, is he the kind sir who bought breakfast for you this morning?"
"You just said that he was going to prepare a hot breakfast for us?"
"Is it really Mamy's? I heard that restaurant is super expensive. "
The cleaners began to whisper among themselves upon hearing that. They looked at Mag curiously. This was the first time something like this had happened. If they could have a hot breakfast every morning, that would be too blissful.
Sidka stood up when he heard that. His square face was full of smiles. He looked at Meg, and said, "Mr. Meg, please come in. Old Jack mentioned you to me just now. I didn't expect you to really come."
Mamy's had been in the limelight recently. Of course, he had heard about it. The Cleaning Department was under the management of the City Lord's Mansion. Although he was in charge of the Aden Square area and had 30-odd cleaners under him, he was just an ordinary employee.
The cleaners were generally recruited for the old people who couldn't do heavy labor and had no children to support them. Their work efficiency was extremely low, and their salary was only enough to keep them fed. However, this was already a huge financial expense for the City Lord's Mansion. There was no way to continue improving the living conditions of these old people.
Therefore, although he knew that these old people didn't have it easy, especially on winter mornings, they had to work in the cold while eating cold food. Every winter, a few old people would pass away. With an ordinary salary and a family to support, he couldn't do anything.
Therefore, when he heard that someone was going to provide breakfast for these cleaners this morning, he was pleasantly surprised. When he heard that this person was the owner of Mamy's, he was even more shocked.
Recently, there were too many rumors about Mamy's in the City Lord's Mansion. The waitresses there were all first-class beauties. The City Lord was a frequent customer of that restaurant. The important meeting between the three clans was held there. It was said that a prisoner escaped from Bastie Prison yesterday. In the end, he didn't run after escaping, but turned around and entered Mamy's.
Any one of these rumors was shocking, not to mention that they all came from the same restaurant.
"Hello, Mr. Sidka. Hello, everyone." Meg walked in with a smile. It seemed like the two old people had already helped him with the promotion.
"It's like this. I saw that everyone has to start cleaning so early in the morning, and the weather has been so cold recently. Therefore, I want to provide breakfast for everyone. It may not be sumptuous, but I hope it can give everyone some warmth." Meg went straight to the point.
"That's great. This is really a good thing."
"Yes, Mr. Meg is really a good person."
"We don't have to eat breakfast that is like ice cubes anymore."
As soon as Meg finished speaking, there was a round of enthusiastic applause below.
"Mr. Meg, I thank you on behalf of the Aden Square Cleaners." Sidka shook Meg's hand with a face full of gratitude.
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