Meg wanted to say something to defend his dignity as the restaurant's owner, but he suddenly realized that he didn't need to say anything. Everyone's expression had said it all. They were more afraid of the fireball in Amy's hand than he had imagined. They were even afraid.
But when Ai Mi stood in front of him to protect him and said those words, it made his heart feel warm. What a considerate little girl.
"Habeng, if you still treat me as a friend, please sit down. Don't make trouble in Mr. Mak's restaurant," Mobai said to Habeng seriously. If he couldn't eat Yangzhou fried rice in the future because of this reckless guy, the loss would outweigh the gain. Huo Shaoheng nodded his head and said to Habeng in a serious tone.
"Guru, guru …" Haga pulled Habeng's clothes and said something in the orc language. It seemed that he was trying to persuade him not to make trouble.
Habeng looked at Meg, and then at the fireball in Amy's hand. He was a little embarrassed. The fireball in Amy's hand did make him a little afraid.
Of course, he was more afraid of Meg behind Amy. Even this little half-elf girl could use such a powerful fireball. Meg's strength must be even more terrifying.
However, if he was scared by a little girl and shrank back to his seat, he would be laughed at by the other tribes. Therefore, he could neither stand nor sit. He was in an extremely awkward situation.
Meg looked at Habeng's expression and wanted to laugh. He didn't expect to be regarded as a master.
On second thought, he felt that this was not a bad idea. He could intimidate a customer like this irascible orc and effectively maintain order in the restaurant. His expression became even calmer. He patted Amy's head and smiled, "Amy, the customer has no ill intentions. Put away the fire."
"Okay." Amy clenched her little fist and extinguished the fireball in her hand. But she still stared at Habeng with hostility.
Habeng heaved a sigh of relief. He glanced at Meg and felt that this human was not only unfathomable, but also smart. How could a restaurant make money by attacking customers? With his status, many people in Chaos City would give him face. He was about to say something to get back his dignity.
But before Habeng could say anything, Meg looked at him and said, "Sir, this restaurant forbids making noise so as not to disturb other customers. At the same time, no provocation or fighting is allowed. Otherwise, you will be blacklisted and never be served again."
"What?" Habeng's eyes widened. It was the first time he had heard someone tell him not to make a noise in a restaurant. Was he deliberately making things difficult for him? His temper flared up and he was about to explode on the spot.
"Father said, 'Making a noise in the restaurant! You're not allowed to shout like this. 'If you don't listen, I'll burn you. " Amy looked at Habeng with a serious expression. She reached out her little hand as if she was going to release another fireball.
Habeng subconsciously wanted to move away, but his dignity as an orc warrior made him unable to move. A ball of anger rose in his heart, but he couldn't get angry at a little girl. And the little girl's fireball was so scary. Although he was angry, he had no other choice but to hold it in.
"Guru guru …" Haga pulled Habeng's arm and said something in the orc language. Then, he pulled him back to his seat. He turned to Meg and smiled apologetically. He said in the common language, "Re … sorry, my … brother … has a … bad … temper …"
"It's okay. There's a menu on the table. Please take a look before you order. Let me know when you've made your choice." Meg nodded with a smile. This orc looked quite honest, and he wasn't angry. If an orc didn't have a temper, would he still be an orc? But in his restaurant, he had to follow his rules.
Meg nodded to Mobai and Conti, then turned and went into the kitchen to make fried rice for Conti.
"You'll see how good father is later." Amy glared at Habeng. She felt a little bored, so she went back to the counter to look at the egg.
"Mr. Mobai, what is this restaurant selling? How dare they ask so much of their customers?" Habeng looked at Mobai angrily, but he still lowered his voice.
"See for yourself." Seeing that Meg wasn't angry, Mobai's mood improved a lot. He smiled and pushed the menu in front of Habeng.
These two could be considered his regular customers. As the sons of the chief of one of the few tribes that guarded a gold mine, many of the weapons of their tribe's warriors were made by him. A thousand gold coins for a single weapon was a huge sum of money.
Furthermore, because they often came to Chaos City to purchase all kinds of things, they could be considered old acquaintances, and would often go out to eat together. These two people's love for food was not inferior to his at all, and their appetites were far greater than his.
"Stop keeping me guessing. Let me see." Habeng took the menu and opened it. He thought he had read it wrong, so he turned to the cover and looked at it for a while. Then he turned it back and pointed at the small line in the upper left corner. He looked at Mobai with a ridiculous face, and said, "Mr. Mobai, are you kidding me? There's only one dish on the menu? Don't tell me this restaurant only sells one dish? What the hell is Yangzhou fried rice? It's 600 copper coins for one dish! "
"Of course it's good." Mobai looked at the two and said with a smile, "Don't blame me for not reminding you. This is the best thing I've ever eaten in my life."
First, he was ignored by an idiot knight. Then, he was frightened by a little girl. Then, he was warned by a human chef not to speak loudly. Habeng was already in a bad mood.
Now that he saw the menu, Habeng felt that Mobai brought them to this restaurant on purpose to rip them off. He had made so many weapons for him all these years. He didn't expect him to be such a person.
It seemed that he had to find a more honest blacksmith after all the weapons were handed over. 600 copper coins could buy a big plate of roast beef and a big jug of wine at Fryer's Tavern. He shook his head and said, "This thing doesn't look like it has any meat. I don't want to eat it."
"Mo … Boss, it's delicious. I … I'll have one," Haga said to Meg in the kitchen in broken common language.
"Okay, please wait a moment," Meg turned around and said.
Habeng's voice was much lower than before, but Meg still heard it. The corners of his mouth turned up. Mobai had said the same thing. Since he had sat down, there was nothing that a bowl of Yangzhou fried rice couldn't solve.
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