As soon as Schonard's voice trailed off, everyone in the restaurant turned to look at him with intense hostility in their eyes. What a joke! If they weren't allowed to eat at Mamy's, they would be sworn enemies!
However, this was the first time they had heard of someone trying to reserve the entire restaurant after eating at Mamy's for so long. They wondered what Master Julian, who was currently enjoying his grilled fish, would think about this.
With that in mind, everyone turned to look at Schonard with a hint of intrigue in their eyes. Perhaps his family was rich, but there were no less than 10 people sitting in Mamy's who were just as rich as his father, or perhaps even richer. There were also no less than 20 people who could kick him out of the restaurant with a single slap.
"I also like some peace and quiet." Urien raised his head to look at Schonard, and nodded in agreement. However, he didn't do anything as he continued to eat the grilled fish in front of him. The spicy sensation made him feel as if he had already lost all feeling in his tongue, but he could still taste the delicious flavor.
Of course, what was even more surprising to him was that after swallowing the fish, a scorching sensation spread throughout his entire body. His legs, which had stiffened from the cold, were also feeling warm, and the cold was being forced out of his body in a steady stream. His bent back also felt as if it could straighten up a little.
Julian had tried many methods to ward off the cold, such as sleeping on a bed that was made from a piece of Ten Thousand Year Fire Stone that he had dug out from the bottom of a lava lake, and drinking a cup of Flame Fruit Juice every day, but none of them were very effective. The cold that had accumulated over the years had already seeped deep into his bones, and couldn't be removed with normal methods.
He didn't have many years left to live anyway, so Urien couldn't be bothered to do this for the next few years. However, the roujiamo from before had given him a glimmer of hope, and Mag's new spicy grilled fish had also given him a glimmer of hope that he could completely dispel the chill in his body.
The scorching sensation had seeped deep into his bones, and was burning away all of the excess moisture in his body. This process wasn't very intense, but he could clearly sense that the cold was receding, and the pain in his back and legs had been mostly alleviated.
As long as he continued to eat, it wouldn't take long for the cold to be completely removed from his body, and perhaps his back would also be able to return to normal.
Although he didn't have many years left to live, if he could live a more comfortable and comfortable life, why not? Furthermore, he only needed to eat this delicious grilled fish. In the future, he would come to eat one every day. That was settled.
Schonard took a glance at Julian, but didn't take this hunchbacked old man seriously. He enjoyed the feeling of being stared at by so many pairs of eyes. Of course, this was Chaos City, after all, and he knew that he had to keep a low profile. As such, he only asked the owner of the restaurant to invite Julian over, and he would even pay enough to book the entire restaurant.
He felt like what he was doing was very gentlemanly and generous. Vivian was the daughter of the city lord, so of course she couldn't dine with demons and dwarves. Schonard couldn't help but feel a little excited at the thought of being able to dine with Vivian. He was most likely going to leave a good impression on her.
"Is he an idiot?" Vivian looked up at Schonard. She only wanted to have a simple meal, but who would have thought that this guy would jump around like a clown in front of her?
Furthermore, she was wearing men's clothing, yet this guy was trying to curry favor with her. Vivian was feeling a little strange, and she withdrew her gaze from Schonard with a complex expression as she thought to herself, Could it be that this guy likes men?
With that in mind, a chill ran down Vivian's spine, and she reflexively tried to distance herself from this guy.
"What do you think?" Schonard looked at Yabemiya with a smug expression, and raised his voice slightly in an attempt to appear more domineering and teach this half-dragon girl a lesson.
"Well …" Yabemiya was at a loss for what to do as she looked at Schonard. She had never encountered a situation like this before, so she didn't know what to do. This customer was clearly very rich, so she didn't want to offend him.
"My apologies, sir, but our restaurant doesn't have a reservation service." Right at this moment, Meg emerged from the kitchen with a plate of Yangzhou fried rice. He placed it on the table beside him before making his way over to Yabemiya with a smile, and said, "Also, our restaurant is very expensive, so you might not be able to afford a reservation."
All of the customers smiled upon hearing Meg's words. Mr. Mak was indeed Mr. Mak; even his rebuttal sounded so pleasant. That's right, Mamy's was very valuable.
Vivian looked up at Meg with a hint of surprise, and her eyes lit up. It appeared that this was the genius chef that Robert had been talking about, as well as the interesting student's parent that Luna had been talking about.
His short brown hair was clean and tidy, and his mustache gave his chiseled face a hint of a ruffian. His chef's suit was tailored to fit him perfectly, and it didn't give off the feeling of being greasy as normal chefs. Instead, it gave off a clean and comfortable feeling.
Hmm, he does look like a decent chef. Full marks for that mustache! Vivian thought to herself. Compared to the mature yet slightly ruffian Meg, Schonard, who was dressed in a red robe and spoke in a childish manner, was completely unattractive.
"I'm only here to comment on his appearance, and I'm here to eat. I have no interest in this man at all." Vivian withdrew her gaze. However, she was quite pleased to hear Meg's insults toward Schonard. She didn't think that there would be such an interesting boss. Not only did he reject the offer to reserve the restaurant, he even added, "You can't afford a reservation?"
"You're the boss?" Schonard faltered slightly upon hearing Meg's words. He didn't think that his request would be rejected, and he was even mocked by this guy. If he were to let this matter rest, then the image that he had just built up in front of Vivian would be destroyed again!
Schonard turned to Meg with a dark expression, and said, "I might have more money than you think. I'm reserving this restaurant for sure; just tell me how much it'll cost."
This was a small restaurant on the edge of the Aden Square, so even though there were a lot of customers, it couldn't be that expensive. In the worst-case scenario, he could just pay for everyone's meal. He had a lot of gold coins and dragon coins in his purse, so it should be enough to cover the cost.
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