Sargeras raised his eyebrows and said, "That's what I thought, but then I got hit by a fireball." Sargeras raised an eyebrow, and then glanced at Krassu and Urien, who were sitting in front of him. He pursed his lips, and said, "Besides, if you think you can beat those two old men, you can try."
Kiel also glanced at Sargeras. Thinking of that horrible frost dragon and that old man in a white robe who jumped up and smashed a dragon into pieces with his stick, Kiel was terrified. He shook his head and said, "Then we'd better buy."
Seeing that Kiel had given up on that stupid idea, Sargeras turned to Mond and asked, "How are you doing, Mond?"
"I think I'm going to make a breakthrough, but I'm still short of two roujiamos," Mond said, nodding after feeling his body carefully.
"Two roujiamos?" Sargeras's eyes lit up, and he praised, "That's a good way to describe it. I think it can be a new name for the power level of our magma people."
"First-level one bun, second-level one bun … Like this?" Kiel's eyes also lit up. He stood on his tiptoes and patted Mond's shoulder. "That's right."
"Yes, we can use this method to calculate the power level of a person below third-level. Even I don't know how many roujiamos it takes to make a breakthrough to third-level." Sargeras nodded. He thought for a moment and said, "Besides, at our level, human mages and knights are twice as strong. It's a little confusing that a second-level person can beat a fourth-level person. Let's use this method."
"Ha-ha, that's good." Mond giggled. He was also very happy.
"Big Bald Head, Second Bald Head, and Third Bald Head, don't make too much noise in the restaurant. If you make too much noise, you'll disturb the other customers, and I'll be very angry. Very angry!" Amy stared at the three men and waved her little fist, trying to be fierce.
Crassus and Julian looked at Sargeras at the same time.
Sargeras suddenly felt a lot of pressure. He had been worried about not being able to eat Meg's roujiamos, but now there were two powerful people behind Amy. He didn't dare to offend them at all. He hurriedly waved at them and said, "Quiet, quiet."
Kiel and Mond immediately shut their mouths. They weren't angry. Instead, they were filled with excitement.
Kiel had already made a breakthrough, and Mond would also make a breakthrough after eating two more roujiamos. If this continued, it wouldn't be long before the Lava Clan stood at the top of the Demon Islands again.
The customers at the side saw that the three demons were chatting happily without any intention of getting angry. Although they were on fire, they were not aggressive. Now, even the tables and chairs at the side were not burned. Now, they were obediently listening to the boss's daughter. It seemed that the safety of the restaurant was not bad. They all heaved a sigh of relief, sat down again, and continued to enjoy the food.
The customers standing at the door looked at this scene in disbelief. They didn't expect the little girl to be so intimidating. Even when she was angry, she was still so cute, making people want to pinch her cheeks.
"This restaurant must be very interesting." This thought flashed across the minds of many customers as they entered the restaurant in high spirits.
The regulars also smiled knowingly. They didn't know why, but every time they saw Amy getting angry, they felt inexplicably happy. It had been a long time since they had seen such a cute girl.
Sargeras raised his hand, looked at Yabemiya, and said in a weak voice, "Well, we'll have eight more roujiamos."
"Okay, please wait a moment." Yabemiya nodded with a smile. This demon is very cute. He consciously upholds the restaurant's rules. Although he looks a little scary, he is very easy to talk to.
The restaurant had just opened in the morning, but it was already full. There were no seats left for the customers who came in later. Yabemiya took out a menu and introduced the two dishes in the restaurant to them. It was a little strange to eat Yangzhou fried rice while standing, but there were roujiamos in a paper bag outside. They could eat them with their hands.
The tempting aroma floating in the air, and the happy expressions on the customers' faces as they ate the food, had already surpassed all advertisements and promotions.
However, when the customers saw the price of 600 copper coins or 300 copper coins per serving, they could only turn around and leave silently. Not everyone could afford to eat breakfast, no matter how delicious it was.
However, there were still many customers who stayed. Although 300 copper coins was not cheap, it was worth it to try and see if it was really as good as it was said to be. Customers who didn't have the patience to wait for an empty seat directly ordered roujiamos.
"I also want a roujiamo," said a middle-aged man who looked like the manager of the restaurant. He was wearing a grey-white standard gown. "I want a roujiamo. Hurry up. I have to go to the shop to change shifts."
"I want two. Maybe my wife will like them." Next to him, a tall and thin man in loose casual clothes with a pair of wooden clogs on his feet scratched his messy hair.
Vicennio was kicked out of bed by his wife early in the morning to buy breakfast. He was in a bad mood, but he didn't expect to see the battle between two great magic casters. Immediately, he felt that it was not a waste to wake up early. Seeing that the restaurant was good, he decided to buy breakfast on the way back.
His wife had 10 shops in the Aden Square, and most of them were close to the exit of the square. She could earn 20,000 to 30,000 gold coins a month just by collecting rent. She was definitely a rich woman.
When he had married into her family, he had been crowned as the most powerful man who lived off his wife.
Vicennio didn't have much objection to this. Although he was born into a merchant family and had a good family background, as the son of a concubine, those things had nothing to do with him since he was young. Was there anything better than being able to rely on his looks to find a rich woman who was above average in terms of looks?
Life, isn't it good to be a landlord who collects money every month?
He wasn't the least bit interested in fighting for family property.
His current wife was pretty good, except that she wanted more in bed and had a lower status in the family. He could spend his money as long as he didn't fool around outside.
Every day, he would go out with a pocket full of money to show off. Unfortunately, he had a little tail following him, so he couldn't go to the brothel.
But he didn't regret it. Every day, after paying his taxes at home, he would go out like a saint. Even if a beautiful elf stood naked in front of him, he would probably only take a few glances at her.
"I feel like my body has been hollowed out." Vicennio yawned. After being tormented the whole night, he thought to himself helplessly. It seems that I have to find a few more folk remedies.
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