Of course, Milo minded it. After all, it would not be easy for them to communicate with each other when there was another person around.
However, he had seen Amy's rule of sharing tables in Randy's and Derrick's articles. It was one of Amy's characteristics, so he naturally had no reason to reject it.
Moreover, this young man had a pleasant conversation with him earlier, and answered many of his questions. He also had the thought of making friends with him. Hence, he nodded with a smile, and said, "Of course. Please take a seat."
"Thank you." Randy sat down with a smile. He looked at the two of them with a smile, and said, "My name is Randy. May I know how to address the two of you? What business are you doing in Chaos City? "
"Randy?"
Milo and Garland were taken aback at the same time. They looked at each other with a strange expression.
Their purpose for coming today was to expose fraud. Other than this restaurant, half of it was because of Randy and Derrick.
However, they did not expect to meet the real deal here, and even sit at the same table. They could not help but feel a little awkward.
Seeing that the two of them did not answer, Randy smiled, and said, "It's hard to say? Forget it, then. Don't mind it. It's fate that we met. I just want to leave my name so that we can meet again in the future. "
"Why would I? I'm Lomai, and this is my brother, Garland. We are fur merchants." Milo laughed heartily, and winked at Garland.
"Yes, yes, yes. The two of us are fur merchants." Garland understood tacitly, and nodded cooperatively.
Milo's reputation was really a little … bad. If they were recognized on the spot, they might be chased out. This kind of thing happened from time to time in Rodu.
"So, you are fur merchants. When I was traveling around the continent in the past, I would often hitch a ride with a caravan. Fur merchants are the easiest to deal with." Randy smiled, and then looked at the two of them puzzledly. "But shouldn't fur merchants be going to the orc tribes to collect their goods during this season? Why are you guys in Chaos City? "
"Erm …" Milo was stunned. Being a fur merchant was a profession that he made up casually. He did not expect Randy to know about it.
"We've already received the goods for this year. We've specially shipped them to Chaos City to hand them over to an old buyer," Garland quickly said.
Randy was enlightened. "So that's the case. Then, we have to try Mamy's delicacies in Chaos City these few days. We won't be able to eat them when we return to Rodu."
"Hehe." Milo and Garland looked at each other and smiled, relieved.
Then another orc sat down at Milo's table.
Sharing tables at Amy's was a common practice. Milo and Garland were surprised to see elves, demons, orcs, and goblins sitting at the next table. The guests of the four races sat at the same table, and the atmosphere was unexpectedly harmonious. Occasionally, there would be conversations, and then they would order separately.
Such a miraculous sight could not be seen anywhere else.
Not to mention Rodu, even in the other restaurants in Chaos City, there was no sight of foreign races sharing tables like this.
This restaurant was indeed special.
"This is the menu. It's your first time here, so take a look at the menu first." Randy pushed the menu in front of the two of them, and reminded, "Oh, yes. You can look at the back of the menu. There are some restaurant rules. Take a look first. Don't break the restaurant's rules."
"Alright." Milo nodded. He flipped the menu and looked at the restaurant rules that were neatly written at the back.
Usually, when customers chose a restaurant, they would have certain requirements for the restaurant. However, this restaurant was so strange that it actually set rules for its customers.
However, after Milo read through all these rules, his impression of them changed greatly.
These rules were very detailed, and were indeed set up for the customers.
However, abiding by these rules would not harm the customers' interests. Instead, it would create a quiet and pleasant dining environment for the customers.
Just like now. In Rodu's restaurant, once it was dinnertime, even if one hid in a private room, they would not be able to block out the noise coming from all around. Those drunkards who used their voices to make their presence known were a headache, but there was nothing they could do.
But here, even the fierce-looking demons spoke in a gentle and soft voice.
Milo's impression of this restaurant increased a little. Just the dining environment and atmosphere alone made this restaurant better than all the restaurants he had been to before.
Then, he flipped open the menu, and looked at the exquisite pictures. Milo's eyes lit up.
He did not know what kind of technology was used to reproduce these pictures. They looked very colorful, just like real food.
"These pictures should be schematics, right? The kind that doesn't match the real thing? "Milo asked Randy.
"They do not match the real thing." Milo nodded.
"Indeed." Milo was deep in thought. This was just a trick that merchants often used.
"The real thing looks better than this. Flat pictures are not enough to express their attractiveness," Randy said with a smile.
"Hmm?" Milo glanced at Randy. He wondered if this guy had become this restaurant's hired agent.
Randy came over to take a look, and muttered, "This Mapo Tofu looks very appetizing. Seems like I have to order a separate serving of rice, two roujiamos, and a serving of red braised pork."
Milo also looked at the menu again. Other than the amazement brought by the pictures, the prices of the dishes on the menu were a little shocking.
The cheapest dish, the Octopus Balls, cost 40 copper coins each. All the other dishes cost more than three digits. The Spicy Grilled Fish cost more than a thousand, while the Buddha Jumps Over The Wall Soup cost an astonishing 10000 copper coins!
Of course, there were restaurants in Rodu that were even more expensive than this, and there were also dishes that were even more shocking than the Buddha jumps over the wall. Furthermore, they already knew before coming, and had some expectations for this price.
Milo looked at Garland, and asked, "How do we order?"
Originally, they had planned to order all the dishes on the menu. However, after looking at the menu, they realized that their budget was only enough to order half of the dishes.
However, after looking at the menu just now, the restaurant had a rule that customers had to order in moderation. They could not be extravagant.
Hence, now, they had to order according to two people's appetites. They had to order something suitable.
Garland looked at Milo, and said with a smile, "Of course it's a combination of meat and vegetables. It's nutritious and healthy."
Milo was enlightened, and looked at Garland with some admiration. Indeed, the older the ginger, the spicier it was.
Randy looked at Garland seriously, and said, "Brother Garland, you should order the Buddha jumps over the wall. It's a professional treatment for baldness. One serving will be effective, and three servings will let you have beautiful hair again."
"Treatment for baldness?" Garland's eyes lit up. He had been worried about balding for a long time because of his hair loss. As the saying went, the more he worried, the more it would fall. The more it fell, the more worried he would become. Seeing that his hair was almost all gone, he had also turned from a handsome uncle to a bald uncle.
"Isn't that so? Mamy's is almost becoming a baldness prevention hospital. There are countless customers who come to treat baldness every day." Randy pointed at the table diagonally behind them without batting an eyelid, and whispered, "Look at that table over there. It's a gathering of veteran baldness friends. Most of them are here to treat baldness together."
Garland turned his head to take a look. From his position, he could only see four shiny skulls. However, according to his experience, this was already the late stage of baldness. Generally, it was the stage where people had given up on themselves. Moreover, they would start to talk about the benefits of being bald. Things like it was cooler, and it was convenient to wash their hair, and so on.
"This can be treated?" Garland asked doubtfully.
"Just three sessions, and I guarantee that they will have beautiful black hair again. If it doesn't work, feel free to look for Mr. Mak." Randy nodded with a serious expression.
"Then I'll order one too," Garland said without hesitation.
"Cough, cough. Brother, the money we brought … might not be enough." Milo coughed dryly. He felt that Garland had fallen into Randy's marketing trap.
Garland suddenly realized that their budget was not enough for him to order the Buddha jumps over the wall.
"10,000 copper coins to buy a head of beautiful hair. It's not a dream to return to being 20 years old," Randy said leisurely.
"It's okay. I still have some. I'll order this Buddha jumps over the wall." Garland could not help but take out his money bag.
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