Meg was glad that Irina wasn't home at the moment. Otherwise, even if it didn't become a battlefield, the atmosphere would inevitably be a little awkward.
"Miss Hill, Miss Gloria, why are you here?" Meg gave the money to the coachman and then looked at the two with a smile.
It had to be said that whether it was appearance or temperament, these two were first-class existences.
Although they were still a little lacking compared to Irina, each had their own charm.
"We heard that Mr. Meg is coming back today, so we came to visit. At the entrance of the restaurant, we happened to meet Miss Gloria who was also looking for Mr. Meg, so we waited here together." Hill said with a smile.
"Mr. Meg, long time no see." Gloria looked at Meg and said.
"I went to the barracks outside the city earlier to deliver some food to a regular customer. It's cold outside, so if you have something to say, let's talk inside. "Meg opened the door and let the two in first.
"You two should have eaten already, right?" Mag asked with a smile as he brewed a pot of hot tea and poured a cup for each of them.
Hill smiled and said, "We had a simple meal, but if Mr. Meg is willing to cook, my stomach is willing to bear a little more pressure."
Before Gloria could say anything, her stomach began to grumble.
She blushed. Earlier, after finishing her work, she had directly asked the coachman to come to Mamy's and didn't have time to eat. Today, she only had breakfast.
Meg smiled and took a menu from the side and placed it between the two. "That's good, I also haven't eaten yet. What would you like to eat? Order, it's my treat today."
"I'm joking. It's not a working day, so how can we trouble Mr. Meg to cook for us?" Hill said with a smile.
Meg looked at Gloria who was about to refuse and shook his head with a smile. "No, you are worth it."
Hill had contributed both money and effort to build a production line for the cannons as quickly as possible, which was a great help to him.
Gloria had also made winter clothing for the frontline soldiers, which was also of great strategic importance in the cold Northern Region.
Just these two points alone were enough for Meg to personally cook for them.
Hill saw that Meg didn't seem to be joking, so he thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll be blunt. I'll have a steak.
Gloria thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll have to trouble Mr. Meg to make me a plate of Yangzhou fried rice..."
She missed Mr. Meg's's's tofu pudding the most.
But she didn't ask for too much of him. to make such an excessive request of's's request.
"Alright. Please have a seat." Mag turned and went into the kitchen.
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"I heard that you've been busy preparing cotton-padded clothes for the soldiers? How's the preparation going? 'Hill asked first.
Gloria shook her head slightly with a dejected expression, and said, "We are currently working overtime to rush the production, but the number of tailors is limited. With the current progress, it will be very difficult for all the soldiers to wear the new cotton-padded clothes before the battle."
She had invited almost all the tailors in Chaos City. Most of them had volunteered, but the number was still limited.
She came to Amy's today because she wanted to talk to Mr. Meg and see if he had any other ideas.
"The Northern Region is very cold. It's very different from Chaos City. If the soldiers don't have winter clothing, they'll get frostbite easily." 'Hill frowned. She had been busy with the cannons recently and didn't realize the seriousness of this problem.
"Yes. I've tried to get them from other places, but the alliance army is from different races, and winter clothing is very scarce. It's hard to get enough in a short time." Gloria nodded.
In the kitchen, Meg was also deep in thought with a frown.
Races with thick skin like orcs, demons, and trolls were still fine, but people with delicate bodies like humans would get frostbite if they didn't have winter clothing to protect them.
However, war preparation was never something that could be done in a day or two. Everything happened so suddenly that the various races didn't have time to prepare a large number of winter clothing.
After all, no race had considered fighting in the Far North.
'Hill thought for a while, and suddenly, her eyes lit up. "I've thought of an idea."
"What is it?" Gloria looked at 'Hill expectantly.
"Tailor is a title that requires skills, so the number of tailors in Chaos City is limited. But if you lower the requirement to people who can sew cotton clothing, the number of tailors will become very significant." 'Hill smiled, and said, "You might not know, but in Chaos City, many poor people sew their own cotton clothing in winter."
"You're saying … Let the people of Chaos City sew winter clothing for the soldiers? Yes! That's a great idea! " Gloria's eyes lit up. She stood up immediately and shook 'Hill's hand excitedly. "Thank you!"
"No … It's nothing." 'Hill wasn't used to Gloria's enthusiasm.
Gloria retracted her hand, and blushed as she said, "I'm sorry, I lost my composure a little. However, I have to go to the city lord's castle right now and request for the city lord to give the order for the residents of Chaos City to sew winter clothes for the soldiers."
With that, she was about to leave.
"Wait a minute." Meg walked out of the kitchen with a plate of Yangzhou fried rice. He put his hand on Gloria's shoulder gently, and said with a smile, "Even if you want to save the world, you have to fill your stomach first. If you're exhausted, no one can do it better than you."
"But …" Gloria smelled the tantalizing aroma of the Yangzhou fried rice, and her stomach began to growl uncontrollably. The strong sense of hunger made her eyes light up.
"Hurry up and eat. You'll probably be busy all night." Meg pushed Gloria back to her seat, and put the spoon in her hand.
"Mm-hmm." Gloria's eyes were misty. She picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful of fried rice into her mouth.
A warm feeling filled her heart. The tiredness of the past few days seemed to be swept away, and her whole body was filled with happiness.
Hill looked at Meg, and then at Gloria, and a look of understanding appeared on his face.
"You understand it again?" Meg glanced at Hill's expression from the corner of his eye, and raised his eyebrows. He turned and went into the kitchen. After a while, he came out with a medium-well steak.
"Thank you. I won't stand on ceremony." Hill nodded slightly. He picked up the knife and fork, and began to eat elegantly.
Actually, she didn't have time to eat dinner. The engineer had proposed a few improvements to the cannons, so she wanted to ask Meg for help. It would be great if the cannons could be improved a little.
As for why she wanted to ask Meg …
Maybe … it was a baseless superstition.
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