"Hmm?"
Meg was stunned for a while before he realized what Irina was talking about. He frowned, and asked, "Are they looking for trouble?"
"No. I heard that they are visiting Chaos City on behalf of the Roth Empire, and Sean is leading them." Irina shook her head slightly.
"In that case … I'm afraid it's not suitable to kill them directly." Meg pondered, and said, "Now that the Night Elves have taken root in Chaos City, and have reached an agreement with Chaos City, we are now part of Chaos City. We have to consider Chaos City's standpoint when we do things."
"Are you no longer that carefree loner?" Irina frowned. Sean couldn't escape from the attack on that rainy night back then. If he hadn't stayed in the army, she would have taken his life long ago.
Meg looked at Irina, and knew why she wanted to kill Sean. If he had the chance, he wouldn't mind sending that seemingly magnanimous first prince to his death. He gently said, "Yes, no one dared to do anything to the elves in the past. But now, the Night Elves are drifting duckweed with no one to rely on. The Wind Forest can't wait for us to capsize. If we leave Chaos City, we will be in a very difficult situation. Sooner or later, we will make those damned fellows pay the price. "
"Alright." Irina nodded slightly, and didn't refute Meg's words.
"Oh, yes. Raina's hot pot restaurant is almost done, and she needs to recruit workers. I recommended the Night Elves to her." Meg changed the topic to a more relaxed one.
"If she needs 20,000 elves, I can satisfy her." Irina's lips curled up slightly.
Meg pondered for a while, and said, "We need about 10 people in the kitchen, and about 20 service staff. However, they must all be magic casters with a skill."
After all, it was a big restaurant that could accommodate up to 1,000 people eating at the same time, and it was separated into upper and lower floors, private rooms, and a public hall. They had to allocate service staff according to the area to deal with complicated dining situations.
"Mm, I'll go back and talk to the guard captain. The standard of the Night Elves' F&B department is currently quite low. I want to use the hotpot restaurant as a training ground. Send a group of people over every once in a while to raise the overall standard," Irina said without hesitation.
"If it's for training and learning … I'm afraid that the Night Elves will not only get carried away by just eating hotpot, but they will also get heaty easily." Meg raised his eyebrows, but he didn't question Irina's decision. At least the problem of the new hot pot restaurant's employees was solved. He helped Raina find a group of more reliable and powerful employees.
"Michael said that he wants to see me, and he also asked you out. Do you want to go with me this afternoon?" Irina asked Meg.
"I just met him and Rolan this morning. I guess the two of them have already guessed my identity, but they didn't say anything. There are some things that can only be said with a different identity." Meg shook his head. Since he chose to hide Alex's identity, Michael and the others tacitly chose not to ask further. However, regarding the evil god, using Alex's identity would allow them to have a more in-depth and high-level discussion.
"Mm, then I'll go and take a nap. We'll go out after you're done." Irina stretched, and her loose dress was instantly filled with her voluptuous curves.
"Alright, you go and rest first." Meg nodded with a smile, and left the room.
The customers who didn't get to drink rum in the morning still came in the afternoon.
However, everyone became much more restrained. After hearing that Mamy's alcohol couldn't be taken out and wasn't sold separately, they didn't insist on bringing their own alcohol jugs onto the stage.
The ice element mage in the morning had indeed frightened many people.
"Old Sim's brand of rum, two glasses first. Do you have any recommended dishes here? Husband and wife lung slice? Mm, although the name of the dish sounds weird, give me a portion of that. "
"What kind of alcohol is this beer? Give me a glass too. "
"Hey, bro! You're here too. Come, come, come. Let's gather at the table and have a taste of this rum to see if it's authentic. "
Customers who liked alcohol quickly gathered at a few tables. Many of them were familiar with each other in the circle, and usually wouldn't come out to drink during the day. It was really because the three words "Old Sim" were too tempting and irresistible.
"Brothers, I'm also a regular at Mamy's. Let me give you a reminder. Drinking here is different from other places. You have to follow the rules. Otherwise, even a 10th-tier mage will be thrown out," Karlo reminded everyone. He was a little dizzy after drinking rum at Mamy's yesterday, and was pulled to the second round. He didn't control his mouth, and leaked the news that Mamy's was selling 15-year-old rum that Old Sim brewed personally.
"So evil? Is this a black shop? "A lean man lowered his voice and said.
"Yeah, isn't drinking to relax? If we're controlled by a bunch of rules, wouldn't it be boring?" Someone at the side also muttered.
"No, this is a restaurant that even the castellan occasionally visits." Karlo shook his head with a smile. He flipped the menu on the table, and said, "Actually, Mamy's rules aren't hard to accept. It's just that we have to respect each other and the staff of the restaurant. This is the behavior of a gentleman."
Everyone picked up the menu on their table. There were rules listed behind it: Don't make a racket in the restaurant; don't make things difficult for the waiters for no reason …
"That seems to be the case … But after drinking, it's hard to speak softly." A bald man rubbed his bald head awkwardly.
"Hehe, isn't it just drinking and not boasting? As long as the alcohol is good, we don't care about that." Another person chuckled.
Spicy grilled fish, sliced pork lung in chili sauce, steamed fish head with diced hot red peppers, spicy crayfish, roast beef kebabs, and other dishes were served one after another. The rum and beer that everyone had ordered were also served together.
The customers who were still not used to the food were soon immersed in the good wine and good food, and were no longer in the mood to boast.
They couldn't stop eating the spicy and refreshing dishes, so there was no time for them to talk about other things.
Meanwhile, the rum made everyone's eyes light up. This kind of mellow and sweet rum was a good wine that was hard to come by in Chaos City.
Those who had drunk Old Sim's rum before were even more surprised. They were 100% sure that this was made by Old Sim, and the quality was even better than the three-year-old rum that they had drunk before.
"This boss is too nice, isn't he? A 15-year-old rum, and it's a rare product personally brewed by Master Old Sim, only costs 1,000 copper coins a glass. It's so touching, "a half-drunk customer said emotionally as he wiped his tears.
"Ding! Nice Guy Card + 1. "
A notification sounded in Meg's mind.
"Seven Good Person Cards have been collected. You can summon a God … Mysterious Dark Cuisine recipe. Do you want to exchange it now?"
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