"Boss, give me a plate of Yangzhou fried rice!" Habeng stood up abruptly and shouted toward the kitchen.
But when he felt the unfriendly eyes on him, he immediately realized that he had done something wrong. He lowered his voice and repeated, "Boss, please give me a plate of Yangzhou fried rice."
"Okay, please wait a moment." Meg turned around and answered. He couldn't help but laugh when he turned around. Was it because of a plate of Yangzhou fried rice that another orc who had lost his dream?
"Since father isn't angry, I'll let it go this time." Behind the counter, Amy clenched her fist, and a small fireball slowly disappeared without anyone noticing.
With the improvement of his proficiency in the past two days, Meg could make a plate of Yangzhou fried rice faster and faster. He could make a plate of Yangzhou fried rice in about five or six minutes while processing the ingredients.
"Here's your Yangzhou fried rice. Please enjoy." Meg put the plate in front of Haga.
"Thank … you." Haga said with a silly smile. He picked up the spoon and took a bite. His eyes suddenly lit up. The taste was so delicious that it was different from anything he had eaten before.
The first thing he tasted was the egg wrapped in the rice. How on earth was it made? Even the best swan eggs found by the lakeside could not be made to be so fragrant and soft. What set off the egg's flavor was the rice wrapped in the egg. The sweet and fragrant rice and the egg were perfectly combined.
The other ingredients were also very delicious. After biting into the ham that had been marinated for many years, the salty gravy flowed out. The prawns were wrapped in the freshness of the sea. The mushrooms, winter bamboo shoots, green beans, and chives, which were cut into the size of rice grains, brought rich sweetness. All the ingredients blended together perfectly and finally became a taste that lingered in his mouth for a long time after he swallowed.
"Big brother, let me have a bite." Habeng, who was swallowing his saliva, came over and looked at Haga expectantly.
Haga was the easiest to talk to among his brothers. Usually, they would let him have all the good food. Now that he had a bite, there was no problem.
"No." But this time, just like Mobai, Haga took his plate and turned it to the other side. His spoon clinked against the plate as he shoveled spoonful after spoonful of food into his mouth. He simply couldn't stop.
"Big brother, I'm your brother. Don't you usually give me food?" Habeng didn't give up and went to the other side.
Haga stopped eating and swallowed the fried rice in his mouth. He looked at Habeng and said with a silly smile, "Because it doesn't taste good."
Habeng was petrified. He looked at Haga, who was still enjoying the fried rice with his head lowered. Sitting back in his seat, Habeng still felt that something was wrong. Was this still his honest big brother?
However, his mind soon returned to the Yangzhou fried rice. His Yangzhou fried rice was finally ready while he was anxiously waiting for it to be ready.
"Here's your Yangzhou fried rice. Please enjoy." Meg put down the fried rice and took a step back.
Amy stood beside Meg and looked at Habeng, blinking her big eyes.
At this moment, Habeng's attention was completely attracted by the Yangzhou fried rice in front of him. It was a torment for him to watch the three people enjoying the delicious food in front of him.
He picked up the spoon next to him and took a big bite from the middle. The aroma was even richer and more attractive than the barbecue. He opened his mouth and put it in, and his eyes widened.
How could there be such delicious food?
All kinds of flavors seemed to dance on the tip of his tongue, bringing him incomparable enjoyment. His body and soul seemed to be shouting, "Eat, eat, eat!"
He swallowed one mouthful after another, wishing he could swallow the whole plate. In a short while, the plate was empty.
"Is it good? Loud Voice? "Amy looked at Habeng and asked.
Habeng held the plate in one hand and the spoon in the other. Although he felt that it was a little strange to suddenly have a nickname, he still nodded with a silly smile. "Haha, it's delicious!"
"Next time, if you want to eat more, don't make so much noise, or I won't let you eat," Amy scolded him like a little adult, folding her hands in front of her chest.
"No! I promise I won't! " Habeng nodded repeatedly. The imposing manner he had when he first came in was completely gone. Now, he only had the Yangzhou fried rice in his mind. One serving was not enough. If he was kicked out for talking loudly, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
As for the 600 copper coins, face, and oath, were they important?
No, in front of this Yangzhou fried rice, those things were not important at all!
Of course, it was also because it was Amy, a cute and scary little girl who spoke like that. If it were someone else, he would have picked up the mace on the ground and started a duel with him about the dignity of the orcs.
As for challenging Amy to a duel, it was better to let him hit himself with the mace first.
Amy nodded. She seemed to be satisfied with Habeng's answer. She climbed back to the high stool behind the counter and sat down, smiling sweetly at Meg.
Meg couldn't help but smile. He touched Amy's head with a smile. The little girl was so cute when she tried to maintain order in the restaurant, and unexpectedly helped a lot. Then he went back to the kitchen to cook fried rice.
Meg was busy for almost the whole afternoon while the customers were ordering one more serving. The customers who came in later smelled the aroma in the restaurant and looked at the customers who were eating the fried rice as if they were drunk. Although they felt that the price was a little expensive, a few of them still sat down and ordered one more serving. After tasting it, they couldn't help but order another one.
"Burp — Boss, you must be a genius to be able to make such delicious food. We'll come again tonight." Habeng finally felt full after eating five servings of Yangzhou fried rice in a row.
Meg put the freshly cooked fried rice on the customer's table and nodded with a smile. He enjoyed the feeling of conquering the customers with delicious food.
"Five servings, fifty, sixty, thirty. That's thirty gold coins in total," Amy said, stretching out her hands and looking at Habeng.
"Little girl, we'll pay together," Habeng said with a smile.
"So that's …" Amy tilted her head and thought for a while. Just when Meg was about to remind her, her eyes lit up and she said, "Sixty gold coins."
"Okay, here are six dragon coins. Please take them." Habeng took out six dragon coins from his pocket and put them in Amy's hands. He stood up and reached out his hand to Meg. "Mr. Mak, right? My name is Habeng, and this is my big brother, Haga. Sorry to offend you."
"You have a brother named Habeng?" Meg asked with a strange expression when he took back his hand and shook it lightly.
"Hmm?" Both Haga and Habeng were confused.
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