"President, what should we do now? Looks like that restaurant really did make it onto the rankings board through its own abilities. There are so many customers, and the prices of its dishes are so high. If we remove it from the rankings board without a proper reason, many customers will be displeased, right? " Tonis turned to Warren with a concerned look on his face. His mouth was swollen, and he took a big gulp of ice water before heaving a long sigh of relief. This grilled fish was so spicy that even the ice water couldn't suppress the scorching sensation.
"If this were 20 years ago, I would've ranked the spicy grilled fish, braised chicken and rice, Yangzhou fried rice, roujiamo, and sweet tofu pudding in the top five on the Aden Square food rankings board." Warren stopped and shook his head with a smile. "What a pity. It's no longer 20 years ago. This ranking is no longer controlled by me alone. Countless customers and restaurants have formed a huge net. Although I'm still the one pulling the strings, sometimes I still have to pay attention to the thoughts of those big fishes in the fishing net that can break through the fishing net. In contrast, there was a beautiful little fish that suddenly appeared inside. I also wanted to fish it up, but perhaps watching it get eaten by the big fish was a better choice. "
Tonis hesitated momentarily before speaking in a feeble voice, "President, I think the savory tofu pudding should be ranked sixth."
Warren took a glance at Tonis before shaking his head with a smile, and continued onward as he said, "Tomorrow's rankings board will continue as usual, but the announcement will be delayed. The shooting star is very dazzling when it appears, but it'll quickly disappear, so all we have to do is watch. There will be many people looking up at the sky, waiting for the shooting star to disappear."
"Oh, I see." Tonis nodded with a contemplative expression before quickly catching up to Warren.
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In the office of the Aden Chamber of Commerce, Mars turned to Cyril in a respectful manner, and said, "Young Master Cyril, the Catering Association has already confirmed that Amy's restaurant will no longer appear on the rankings board. They'll review the list that we submitted this month, and try to make it as close as possible to the list as possible."
"Very good, Mars, thank you for your hard work." Cyril nodded with a pleased expression as he coiled the colorful snake around his wrist. He then turned to Mars, and asked, "How are things with Ward and Goodenia? Will the Bastie Prison release him? "
Mars shook his head, and said with a serious expression, "Young Master, I'm afraid this is not a good thing. The two of them are involved in a level-4 incident, and it's almost impossible for them to escape unscathed. The Bastie Prison is also very tight-lipped. I suggest that we don't continue to participate in this matter. Otherwise, we will most likely be implicated."
"Involved? Who else in Chaos City can implicate our Family Moreton so casually? " Cyril curled his lips indifferently. He looked at Mars and said, "I've already received the money, so I have to do it properly for them. Otherwise, my reputation will be ruined, and I won't be useful in the future."
"But …" Mars hesitated.
"A Level 4 incident shouldn't be a small matter, right? If I remember correctly, Ward and Goodenia were implicated in that small restaurant. Let that restaurant take the blame. We'll bail them out, and send the owner of that restaurant to prison. That way, there won't be any problems in the future. " Cyril smiled. He was very satisfied with his idea. He stroked the snake's head, and walked out of the door.
"If Young Master were to solve this matter, it wouldn't be like this. What a pity …" Mars sighed. He looked at the stack of documents on the table that hadn't been opened at all, and shook his head with resignation. Family Moreton was a colossus, but in Chaos City, the city lord's castle and the Gray Temple were the ones in charge.
…
"My Lord, what are you doing?"
Meg, who had just come downstairs, looked at Michael, who was standing on a chair with one hand holding a chandelier, and asked with a strange expression. He didn't look like the calm and steady city lord at all.
"I'm a little curious. What's in your chandelier? It's not an oil lamp, nor is it a magic crystal. It's very hot, but it's not burning. It's very strange. " Michael also realized that his posture was a little inappropriate, but he still looked at Meg curiously.
"This is a type of stone that I discovered by chance. I saw that it could emit light, so I used it as a lamp. It's more convenient than an oil lamp." Meg didn't blush, and his heart didn't skip a beat. He couldn't explain the problem of electricity to Michael. If he asked him to provide electricity, then this world would skip the steam age and enter the electric age, and the system would probably explode.
Michael nodded, and got down from his chair. He looked at Meg, and asked, "It is indeed a type of strange stone. Mr. Mak, do you have any more of these stones?"
"Sorry, I only have a few, and I've used them all in the restaurant." Meg shook his head with a smile. These things were useless without electricity.
"Alright, that's a pity." Michael sat back down in his seat with a wistful expression.
"Please wait for a moment; the grilled fish will be ready soon." Meg hurriedly changed the subject, and went into the kitchen to cook the grilled fish.
He didn't know where Michael had heard that the spicy grilled fish could dispel cold energy, but judging from Michael's behavior, he seemed to be very fond of his daughter. If the grilled fish could satisfy him, perhaps he could discuss the food rankings with him.
In Chaos City, aside from Warren, Michael was the only person who could shake up the food rankings.
The Catering Association was a subordinate organization of the city lord's castle, after all. Even though it was a free-range organization, Michael should still be able to make a decision.
As such, what Meg had to do now was very simple: conquer Michael's stomach with delicious food!
Michael looked toward the kitchen with a hint of nervousness and anticipation. Soon, the aroma of fish wafted out from the kitchen, and he couldn't help but swallow.
"It smells so good." Due to Vivian's condition, Michael hadn't had a single bite to eat that night. Now that he smelled this alluring aroma, his stomach immediately began to rumble, and he became even more expectant.
After waiting for around 15 minutes, Meg emerged from the kitchen with a grill and a medium-size spicy grilled fish. He placed them in front of Michael with a smile, and said, "Here's your spicy grilled fish; please enjoy."
"Alright." Michael's attention was completely drawn to the grilled fish in front of him. However, he didn't immediately dig in. Instead, he began to carefully examine the grilled fish in front of him.
In contrast to the grilled fish that were roasted over a fire and eaten directly, this grilled fish was placed on a flat metal plate.
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