The frost dragon spat fire, the abyss demon rolled all over the floor, the forest trolls pulled the grass off their heads, and the dwarves jumped up and knocked into the giants' knees …
Chaotic and noisy voices rang out in the restaurant one after another. The representatives of the various races, who represented the face of the various races, were ultimately defeated in front of that insanely spicy mouthful. They were unable to protect their own faces.
"Yes … This taste, it's too insanely spicy!"
The disheveled representatives finally returned to their seats, and unfriendly gazes were directed at the kitchen.
"This bastard … did he … did he poison the food?!" Westin the Demon of Destruction said angrily with his swollen lips.
The other representatives were also furious. The airs they put on in the morning were all smashed now.
"Grandpa Duckbill, don't spout nonsense. Father would never poison the food. You were the one who ordered the insanely spicy, but it wasn't insanely spicy enough. How can you blame others?" Amy, who had been laughing behind the counter for a long time, said seriously.
"Grandpa … Grandpa Duckbill?" Westin glared at Irina, and his anger rose.
"Her masters are Crassus and Julian," a tribesman reminded him softly.
Westin's anger subsided. He forced a smile. "It's alright. This nickname is quite good …"
"Everyone, Mr. Mak is the best chef in Chaos City. He is also a very professional chef. I can guarantee that there is no problem with the food." Michael stood up, and helplessly said, "It's just that all of you are really brave to order the insanely spicy hot pot so early in the morning. After you get over the initial discomfort, you should be able to see the true meaning of deliciousness. I think you will regret it if you give up now."
With Michael's endorsement and Chaos City's guarantee, the representatives finally gave up.
Actually, no one thought that Chaos City would do anything to the food. It was just that after experiencing the insanely spicy, they still had some lingering fears.
"That duck intestine does taste pretty good … Even such a strong spicy taste couldn't cover up its original taste. The crispness is even more amazing. It makes me want to have another one." The dwarf representative smacked his lips, and said as if he hadn't had enough. He picked up two more duck intestines and put them into the pot to cook.
"Mm-hmm. Although it's a little spicy, the tripe does taste pretty good. It's a thin layer, but it's extra crispy. It's a little special." The goblin's representative nodded, and poured the whole plate of tripe into the pot. He held a pair of chopsticks in each hand, and used his amazing hand speed to give the tripe a second in the air. He repeated it seven times, and then put them into his mouth piece by piece, and chewed contentedly.
"These chopsticks …" The forest troll used two thick fingers to carefully pinch the chopsticks that weren't even as long as his fingers. After experimenting for a while, he directly put the chopsticks to the side. Out of nowhere, he took out a thin wooden skewer and skewered the meat and vegetables. Then, he put the skewers into the pot one by one. After waiting for a while, he grabbed the skewers and started eating. His enjoyment was no less than that of the people eating with chopsticks at the side.
"This is … the creator of skewers?" Meg watched from the kitchen, and exclaimed. What a talent!
Just like what Michael had said, after the initial discomfort, the various representatives gradually found the joy of hot pot, and were completely conquered by the scrumptiousness of the hot pot.
Ingredients that were simply cut and mixed were put into the pot according to the guide. When they were taken out, they became a delicacy. It was as magical as magic.
"Slurp …"
Josh ate the enoki mushrooms one mouthful after another, and raised his eyebrows. Just like what Vanessa had said, as long as he didn't stop eating, his throat wouldn't be able to react to the spiciness. This perverted pleasure of being chased was really irresistible.
The various representatives' resentment disappeared, and they gradually immersed themselves in the harmonious atmosphere of hot pot. Some of them even exchanged their favorite ingredients.
Naturally, beer was a must for hot pot.
The various representatives, who had been dominated by the spiciness for a long time, finally remembered that they could order something to drink, and beer naturally became their first choice.
The large glass of beer with rich foam entered their throats, and the spiciness was instantly suppressed. That refreshing feeling was like being splashed with a bucket of ice water on a hot summer day. It was cool and refreshing.
"Awesome!" Franklin gulped down a large mug of beer before turning to Yabemiya, and saying, "Little girl, give me a large barrel of this beer. I don't feel like drinking it one small mug at a time."
"This …" Yabemiya looked in the direction of the kitchen. A large barrel of beer cost a lot.
Meg nodded slightly at Mia.
"Alright, please wait a moment." Yabemiya nodded slightly, and turned to walk into the kitchen.
"Disciple, give Master a barrel too. This beer is really good," Louis said.
"I want a barrel too," Douglas said with a red face.
Following that, the forest trolls and orcs all said that they wanted a large barrel of beer.
Although Meg felt that it was not good to drink too much early in the morning, since the insanely spicy hot pot was served, there was no reason not to let them drink, so he satisfied all their requests.
"Do we have to pay more?" Michael asked Dicus, who was beside him, softly as he looked at the various representatives gulping down beer from the barrels.
"Mr. Mak didn't say, and we didn't dare to ask." Dicus shook his head, and looked at the various representatives worriedly. He said softly, "I'm a little worried that the representatives will get drunk, and this is only breakfast …"
"Don't worry, they won't get drunk." Michael shook his head nonchalantly.
Good wine and good food were served, and the atmosphere in the restaurant gradually became more harmonious. The tense atmosphere at the entrance of the restaurant was also more or less dispelled.
After the one-hour meal, the food carts beside the various representatives were basically emptied, and many people burped.
"The meal is over. I wish everyone a smooth meeting."
Meg smiled at everyone. The hot pot was removed, and everyone was served a cup of warm water. Meg led Mamy's Heavenly Team out officially. The restaurant was set aside for the meeting.
Amy followed Meg out, and curiously asked, "Father, aren't we going to have a meeting?"
"Yes, we don't need to have a meeting. This is their business." Meg shook his head with a smile. He threw Ugly Duckling into the basket, and got on the bicycle. "Let's go. I'll send you to play with Daphne. I have a lot of things to do today, so I might not have time to play with you."
"Okay!" Amy nodded obediently, and climbed onto the bicycle's backseat.
In the restaurant, the aroma of the hot pot gradually dissipated. The representatives leaned back in their chairs contentedly, enjoying the comfort and laziness after sweating profusely.
At this moment, Michael stood up and smiled at the representatives present. "Everyone, we've had breakfast. It's time for us to get down to business."
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