"Although the situation is turbulent, this is not a reason for us to delay the update. Add Mr. Mak's Eggplant with Garlic tutorial and put it after Mr. Mak's interview draft. Give the cover the biggest title. I want to see the sample issue today, and the new issue will be released as usual in three days. Let the printing plant prepare for additional printing." In the chief editor's office, Garland looked at the editorial staff present and said seriously.
"But Mr. Mak said before that he wanted to publish the two articles in two parts," Milo said.
"And if we add it at the last minute, it will take a lot of work. It will be difficult to publish the sample issue today," another supervisor in charge of typesetting said.
"In this situation, no one knows which will come first, tomorrow or an accident. If this is the last issue of Whole Foods, I hope it can leave something in the history of the magazine." Garland's gaze swept across everyone present. "I know that all of you are passionate about this industry, and you are passionate about the magazine. Anything is possible, isn't it?"
The eyes of the people present lit up. They all clicked on the pictures and got up to work.
After everyone left, Milo, who was still in his original position, looked at Garland suspiciously. He lowered his voice and said, "Is that really the case?"
Garland closed the door behind him, walked to the desk, and sat down. He sighed faintly. "Nonsense. The big boss was worried that the situation would worsen and wanted to make a last profit, so he asked me to publish Mr. Mak's article in advance."
Milo smiled when he heard that. "But the truth is not too far off. If this is the last issue, missing Mr. Mak's Eggplant with Garlic tutorial will definitely be the biggest regret."
"Yes, Mr. Mak is not only good at cooking, but also at writing gourmet tutorials. It even makes me wonder if he has written gourmet reviews before? Does he have a hidden identity? "Garland agreed.
At first, he wanted Meg to dictate, Milo to write down, and then process it into a draft.
Later, Meg said that he wanted to write it himself, and he was ready to let Milo write for him.
In the end, after getting Mr. Mak's manuscript, the two of them were shocked. The writing was smooth and natural, and the language was simple and lively. They turned a recipe tutorial into a piece of excellent and beautiful writing. It was educational and fun, and Milo admitted defeat.
If she hadn't seen Mr. Mak's culinary skills and Amy's booming business, Garland would have had the urge to make Meg a professional gourmet. It would be a pity to waste such a talent.
"Will the situation really worsen?" Milo asked softly. The citizens of Rodu were also a little uneasy these two days. After a long period of peace, although the Roth Empire was very powerful now, the mention of war still made people afraid.
Garland sighed, then she shook her head and said, "Ordinary people like us don't know much, but I've heard that dozens of Beastman tribes have been destroyed by us. This matter can't be settled peacefully, so we should pray for our own good."
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At noon, Meg received a letter from the editorial department of Whole Foods, informing him that the issue of eggplant with garlic sauce would be published in advance.
Meg didn't have much of an opinion about this. Just as Garland and the rest had judged, the current situation was unstable, and no one knew what would happen tomorrow. Whether it was for economic benefits or the ideals of the magazine's editors, he could accept the issue of the tutorial being published in advance.
Moreover, he now hoped that this eggplant with garlic sauce tutorial could bring him more faith. After reaching the peak of the path of becoming a knight, he could only try this path of spreading delicacies to improve his culinary skills.
The turbulent situation was not conducive to the spread of delicacies. When one's life was in danger, who would care about delicacies? Survival was the most important thing.
"We still have to work hard to maintain world peace." Meg could hear the occasional worried conversation of the customers outside as he cooked in the kitchen.
Although Chaos City was a neutral city, if there was a racial war, no power could be absolutely neutral, and they couldn't stay out of the chaos.
"Father, when can we go out and have fun? Just like when we went to that island last time. I like the feeling of dressing up as someone else. " After the lunch service, Amy went up to Meg, who had just taken off his chef's uniform and sat down, looking at him expectantly.
"Amy, do you want to go on a long-term trip?" Meg looked at Amy with a smile.
"Yes, yes." Amy nodded her little head.
"Okay, then Father will arrange the time to take you and Anne on a trip, or to another place to open a small restaurant for a while." Meg nodded with a smile. It was rare for the little one to have a holiday, so he should take her out to have fun.
"There's one more thing. I don't know if Father will agree to it …" Amy tapped her index fingers together, a little hesitant.
"What is it, Meg?" Meg asked gently.
Amy looked up at Meg, and softly said, "I haven't seen my old friends in a long time. Jessica said Teacher Luna prepared a lot of food for them, and they have a place to stay. I want to go and see them. Can you cook something nice for them?"
Meg looked at the little one's sparkling eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little touched.
Although the little one had been busy with magic cultivation and the restaurant recently, she was still that little cutie who cared about her friends.
"Of course. Then Father will go with you. I'll bring the kitchen utensils and barbecue for the children." Meg nodded with a smile.
"That's great! Father, I love you. "Amy jumped up happily, hugged Meg's neck, and kissed him on the cheek.
"Then I'll go and get ready. You and Anne can play for a while." Meg smiled and patted Amy's head, then got up and walked to the kitchen.
Half an hour later, Meg carried two grills, an ice cream maker, and a box full of ingredients, and went out with Amy and Anne.
Along the way, Amy chattered and told Anne about her life on the streets. However, that sad experience was full of fun and adventure from her mouth, as if all the dangers and difficulties were insignificant interludes, not even as important as a biscuit.
Anne listened quietly, sometimes smiling, sometimes worried, and sometimes touched Amy's head with pity. Although she still couldn't speak, she could completely understand the common language.
"We're here." The carriage stopped, and the coachman's voice sounded from outside.
Meg lifted the curtain and walked out. Looking at the brand-new green house and the picturesque walls in front of him, a smile appeared on his face.
This orphanage was like a kindergarten. The bright but not dazzling colors, the buildings, and the childish murals all made people feel the thriving vitality.
It was obvious that Luna had put in a lot of effort to give the children a new home.
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