"Looks like you won't be able to eat today. Do you need me to send you somewhere else?" the coachman asked thoughtfully as he looked at Meg, who had lifted a corner of the curtain.
"No need. This will do." Meg handed three silver coins to the coachman, then lifted the curtain and walked out.
"Mr. Mak is over there!" Soon, someone saw Meg, and with a loud shout, all eyes fell on Meg.
"Mr. Mak, we need an explanation!"
"They won't be appeased even if you explain. They need at least two bowls of tofu pudding to appease them. Hmph."
"Mr. Mak, I brought a whole family to eat hot pot. You won't stand us up tonight, right?"
Everyone was talking one after another, and their voices were full of resentment and anger from waiting for too long.
"Huh?" The coachman looked at Meg in surprise. He didn't expect this situation.
"Actually, I …" Meg looked at the agitated customers and tried to explain the situation.
"Alright, you don't have to say anymore. Just go and cook." A muscular maiden standing in the front row waved her hand and interrupted Mag.
"Yes, yes, yes. Hurry up and cook."
The customers all agreed, and they couldn't wait to carry him into the restaurant.
Meg couldn't refuse their kindness, and he really couldn't announce that the restaurant was closed for the night. After thinking for a while, he nodded and said, "Okay, everyone, please wait for another ten minutes. The restaurant will open for business, but because we didn't prepare in advance, many dishes won't be available, including the hot pot soup that needs to be boiled in advance."
"Sigh …"
There was a wave of lamentation from the crowd.
"Okay, I'm satisfied that we can open the door."
Someone grumbled bitterly. Immediately, a group of people nodded in agreement.
"Be good and don't make a fuss. If you do, I'll knock your head off." Amy jumped out of the carriage and said with a gentle smile.
Everyone fell silent. They wanted to laugh and make a fuss, but they were worried that Little Boss would be serious, so they could only hold it in.
"Is this okay?" The coachman looked at the customers who had calmed down in surprise. This year's customers were not good. How could they let it go just like that? The guests back then weren't like this!
"Thank you, sir," Meg said to the coachman, then carried Amy to the entrance of the restaurant.
Gina and Phyllis also got out of the car.
When they reached the door, Amy looked back at the long line at the door and asked in surprise, "Why didn't the two masters come today?"
"Maybe something happened today?" Meg was also a little surprised. Just now, Crassus had said that he had something to do and had sent Amy back early. Julian was also not around, so he wondered if the two of them had gone to fight.
Meg opened the door and went in. He put Amy down and said to Phyllis, "Phyllis, start preparing the ingredients for tonight. Cancel the dishes that take a long time to cook …"
"I've already prepared the dishes. Say, where did all of you go?" An angry voice sounded.
Meg looked up at the kitchen door. Camilla was leaning against the kitchen door with a hint of resentment in her eyes.
"Yeah, she left us at home and didn't even have a bite to eat." Irina also came out of the kitchen. She leaned against the other side of the kitchen and said in disappointment, "The food she made was terrible. Vampires eat raw food because they don't know how to cook."
"No … no …" Camilla blushed and said in embarrassment, "We just don't want to waste time on such things. Noble vampires, time is very precious."
Mag looked at Camilla sympathetically. He could roughly guess what had happened to Camilla when she was alone with Irina when they weren't together.
"Does the sheep think the same?" Amy asked Camilla curiously.
"How can a lowly sheep be compared to a noble vampire!" Camilla said with a serious expression.
"But sheep eat grass too," Meg said with a smile.
"You …" Camilla choked. She didn't know how to retort. She could only turn her head and snort angrily.
"Something happened this afternoon, so we all went out. We didn't prepare the ingredients. I'll go upstairs to change, and then we'll open for business. Let's get ready, everyone," Meg said, and quickly walked up the stairs.
"What happened?" Irina asked.
"Some bad guy took Big Sister Rena away, so we went to find the big bad guy. She's the big bad guy," Amy answered quickly.
"Yes, Princess," Phyllis confirmed.
"How could you not call me along when something like this happened? You're not a good friend at all." Irina sighed. "Chaos City is too peaceful. There isn't even any big news."
"The situation was urgent, so we didn't have time to inform everyone." Meg changed into his chef's uniform and went downstairs. He looked at Irina, and said, "Moreover, the opponent was too weak. We promised not to use you first."
"Alright." Irina pursed her lips. She quickly became interested again, and asked, "Then, when are we going to the Twilight Forest to stir up trouble?"
"Come to think of it, we should be setting off the day after tomorrow." Meg thought for a while.
"Very good." Irina nodded. She walked up the stairs, and said, "I'll go upstairs to rest for a while."
"Alright, Princess. I'll send your dinner up later," Phyllis said very consciously.
Irina stopped in her tracks, and thought for a while. She turned back, and said, "Steak, medium well."
"Alright," Meg and Phyllis answered almost at the same time.
The corners of Irina's mouth curled up slightly, and she went upstairs.
After Irina disappeared at the top of the stairs, Camilla looked at Meg, and said, "I want to eat steak, medium well, too."
"Alright. I'll fry the skin for you." Meg walked into the kitchen, took out two steaks from the fridge, and began to fry them.
…
"I didn't expect Blaze to do such a thing behind my back!" A middle-aged elf with long blonde hair looked at Rolan in shock. After a while, he lowered his head, and said, "Lord, Godala was not strict with the Inspection Division. He didn't investigate the problem with his subordinates in time. I am guilty."
Rolan stared at Godala with a deep gaze. After a moment of silence, he said, "The Inspection Division's problem is very serious. As the deputy lord in charge, you can't absolve yourself from the blame. The Gray Temple is the law enforcer, and represents the authority of Chaos City. It carries the trust of Chaos City's residents. If news of such a parasite in the Gray Temple spreads, it will be a serious blow to the Gray Temple's authority.
From today onwards, you are no longer in charge of the Inspection Division. The Reserve Division is currently unmanned. You will be in charge for a while. "
"I will follow your arrangements," Godala answered with his head lowered. A cold glint flashed across his eyes, but his expression didn't change.
"The Gray Temple was set up to better protect and serve Chaos City's residents, and not to be above everyone. This is the Gray Temple's first principle. Do you still remember?" Rolan asked Godala.
Godala hesitated for a moment, and then nodded. "I remember."
"Good." Rolan turned to leave.
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