Mag took a glance at Bazeer before quickly averting his gaze. He turned to the customers standing at the entrance of the restaurant with a smile, and said, "Sorry for the fright, everyone. The restaurant is already open for business; please come in."
It was normal for people from the Gray Temple to come. After all, they were in charge of maintaining order in Chaos City, and it was inevitable that they would have to deal with them after opening the restaurant.
However, Meg didn't want them to pay too much attention to him. After all, they were such a powerful force. If they investigated seriously, they might find out something he didn't want them to know, such as his relationship with Meg Alex.
Of course, even if Mag Alex's closest friends and family were standing right in front of him, they would still find it very difficult to believe that the great general who could slay dragons with a heavy sword had now become a chef who could cook one delicacy after another with a kitchen knife.
"Mr. Mak, you're awesome!" Proll gave Mag a thumbs-up and walked in with admiration. He had been scared out of his wits when he saw the battle just now, but Mag, the one who had started it, could negotiate with two great magic casters calmly. He didn't back down at all. Both of them were selling themselves, but the difference between them was obvious.
Meg sighed in his heart. What could he do? It was different from his previous life. If Julian could pay for Amy's meals, it would be a lot of money. He was in a hurry to save up for strength points.
Money was really important.
With money, one could really do anything. At least, that was the case for the system.
"By the way, system, each strength point will cost 10,000 gold coins, right?" Meg suddenly asked curiously in his heart.
"The price of the next strength point will be announced after the first strength point is purchased," the system's voice sounded.
"System, you're not trying to cheat me, are you?" Meg narrowed his eyes. He felt that there was more to the system's words. It seemed that it wanted to raise the price again.
"System, please complete the mission as soon as possible and upgrade the restaurant. After upgrading the restaurant, you'll have a higher chance of receiving strength points as a reward." The system avoided Mag's question, and fell completely silent after that.
"You win." Meg sighed in his heart. The system was willing to do anything to upgrade the restaurant. It cost 50,000 gold coins to upgrade the restaurant to level 2, which was 5,000,000 copper coins.
The restaurant's turnover yesterday was the highest in history. It sold 500 roujiamos and 100 plates of Yangzhou fried rice. After deducting the cost of ingredients, the profit was 1,400 gold coins. It would take at least a month to save enough money.
Fortunately, this upgrade cost 50,000 Gold Coins in addition to the cost of food, and not 50,000 Gold Coins directly. Hence, the cost of purchasing Physique Points should also be included.
Mag glanced at the task of 1,000 customers. The progress bar showed that the number of roujiamos sold yesterday had increased a lot, and the restaurant was becoming more and more famous because of the word of mouth. More and more customers were coming to the restaurant, and they were contributing to the increase in the number of customers.
"This restaurant looks good. There are so many people waiting in line for a meal so early in the morning, and two great magic casters are fighting over the taste of the dishes. It seems worth a try," a young man in a tight suit said to himself as he walked towards the restaurant.
"It's rare to come to this corner of the Aden Square. I didn't expect to see a restaurant here. Let's try it." A middle-aged woman in a fancy dress looked up and down at the restaurant, and then followed the young man into the restaurant.
Many onlookers chose to follow Crassus and Julian into the restaurant after the show ended. They were curious about what this restaurant, which had appeared quietly in this corner of the Aden Square, sold.
"I'm so angry! This fellow has lured the customers away again. Those two fellows didn't even pay for my two bowls of noodles, and they even took my bowls away! "At the entrance of a certain noodle shop, the lady boss stood with her hands on her hips as she glared in the direction of Mamy Restaurant.
"Who the hell is this owner? I can't believe he can think of such a way to attract customers. Two great magic casters. How enviable. " A fat owner stood in front of the bun shop, looking around enviously. The restaurant opened early in the morning, and only three buns had been sold.
"Bazzle, what's the situation now?" Not long after, an old man with grey-white hair rode over on a horse. He glanced at the snow-covered area, dismounted, and asked Bazeer.
"Brandli, you're here." Bazzle hurried over and took the reins. This old man was a respected 7th-tier magic caster from the Gray Temple. He lowered his voice and said, "The battle is over. The damage to the square was limited, and there were no casualties. The two sides have reached a truce, and now they're in this restaurant for breakfast."
"So soon?" Brandli was a little surprised. He had just received news of a 5th-tier incident, and he had immediately come here on the horse of the guard who had delivered the news. He was worried that Bazzle wouldn't be able to control the situation.
The residual magic waves left behind at the scene were quite alarming to him. The snow was over 20 centimeters deep, the ground was littered with ice shards, and the ground had been crushed into a deep crater. The three tornadoes had left behind such damage in such a short time, and it was quite clear that the two magic casters involved in the conflict were far more powerful than he was.
"Who were they?" Brandli asked with a hint of fear in his eyes.
"Two old men. One of them is wearing a white robe and a short beard, and he's wielding a magic staff. What's strange is that he doesn't use magic to attack from afar. Instead, he chooses to engage in melee combat. The other one is wearing a black robe, and he's an ice magic caster. He summoned a frost dragon … "Bazzle quickly recounted what had happened.
"The one in the white robe is Master Crassus. I heard that he came to Chaos City a few days ago, but I didn't think that he would get into a conflict here today." Brandli was a little surprised. His brows furrowed as he mused, "Master Crassus ranks among the top three in the Magus Tower, yet that black-robed magic caster is able to hold his own against him. Black robe … ice magic … hunchback …"
"Could it be?!" Brandli's eyes widened as he looked into the restaurant nervously.
"What's wrong?" Bazzle turned to Brandli with a perplexed expression.
"Seeing as there are no casualties, we don't have to worry about this. Tell them not to send reinforcements. Don't clean up the plaza, and stay away from this corner today." Brandli shook his head, and didn't explain any further.
"Alright." Bazzle was a little confused, but he didn't ask any questions. He could tell from Brandli's expression that this wasn't something that they could intervene in. He gave some instructions to the two guards beside him, and stood off to the side in silence.
Could it really be the Lord of Ice, Julian? I didn't think that the two legendary magic casters would meet again. I wonder who will emerge victorious in this clash of ice and fire, "Brandli thought to himself, and his heart was suddenly filled with excitement.
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