"Little … Board, bill … please." After finishing five roujiamos, Haga turned to Amy and stuck out two fingers with a silly smile. "Two … people."
"Big brother, are you going to pay for me today?" Habeng's eyes lit up. He looked at Haga in surprise and was very happy. His big brother was finally enlightened and became honest again.
Haga nodded with a silly smile.
"Twelve roujiamos, that's … 36 gold coins." Amy came over and was also a little surprised. "Big fool, are you going to pay for me today?"
"Just … just pay for it." Haga nodded with a silly smile.
"Oh." Amy nodded. When she turned around, she sighed softly and said to herself, "Hey, it's easy to collect money without money. When will I finish paying for it? I really want to count money … "
"Big brother, you are still my good big brother." Habeng patted Haga's shoulder happily. The 18 gold coins were not the most important thing. This change was what made him happy.
Haga nodded with a silly smile. He took out the crowdfunding ticket from his pocket and placed it on the table. He said in the orc language, "I'm going back to the tribe. I'll leave today. I'll leave this ticket to you. You can keep the rest. Just treat it as if you bought it yourself."
"I bought it … No, didn't you borrow money from me to buy it? You've even eaten several meals in the past two days. Now you're saying that I bought it. So, was the meal just now my treat, or was it your treat?" Habeng looked at Haga in confusion. The image of a big brother that he had just reconstructed was collapsing again.
"Just treat it as my treat. Isn't it on my coupon?" Haga thought for a moment, and then nodded.
"Okay, let's not talk about that now. But big brother, why are you going back to the tribe today? We are not out shopping. Didn't you say that we would be gone for a month? We still have many things to buy and weapons to make. Why are we going back now? "Haga waved his hand and looked at Haga in confusion.
"The Limestone tribe had a conflict with our tribe because of the gold mine. There was a small scale battle the day before yesterday. Two of our tribe's warriors died and a small gold mine was taken by them. My father asked me to go back and lead the tribe's warriors to take back the gold mine and avenge our fallen brothers." Haga's expression turned serious. The smile on his face disappeared. For the first time, he had the dignity of an orc warrior.
"Those bastards are here again. It seems that the lesson I gave them last year wasn't enough. Big brother, let me go back and teach them a lesson." Habeng clenched his fists, his joints cracking, and the blue veins on his forehead bulging.
"No, you have to stay this time. Weapons are the most important thing for our warriors. You have to bring them all back to the tribe safely." Haga shook his head, patted Habeng's shoulder, and said with concern, "And your waist injury from last year hasn't healed yet. You should rest for a while before going to battle."
"I'm completely healed. I can smash those guys' heads with my stick. If you don't believe me, you can see …" Ha Xuan stood up and wanted to show Ha Ga how to do it.
"My father said Marcus is leading the team this time. You are no match for him, and I want to kill him with my own hands." Haga's face was a little cold. He clenched his fists, then slowly loosened them. He patted Habeng's shoulder, picked up his mace, and walked out.
Habeng's expression became a little complicated when he heard that name. He stood up and looked at Haga's back. "Big brother, I'll go back with you."
"No need. You buy all the things you need. I'll be back in a few days. Mr. Mak's food is so delicious." Haga shook his head, turned around and smiled at Amy. "Bye … bye, little boss."
"Bye, big idiot." Amy waved her hand, then slipped under the high stool and whispered to Big Egg.
"Marcus, that damn guy, how dare he invade our tribe with his people. Damn him." Habeng gnashed his teeth and watched Haga's figure disappear at the door. He sat back down helplessly.
"Tribal conflict?" Mag turned around and glanced at Habeng. His predecessor could speak the orc language. Because the territories of humans and orcs were neighbors, and most of his achievements in the past were from the orcs, he could understand the orc language completely and carry out simple conversations.
As for the Elven language, it was even easier. Otherwise, how could the Elven Princess be flirted with?
Although he was a little curious, Meg didn't want to take the initiative to ask. Unless the customer wanted to talk, he wouldn't take the initiative to ask about personal matters. He wasn't that kind of person.
After sitting in silence for a while, Habeng turned around and said to Meg, "Mr. Mak, give me another plate of Yangzhou fried rice. I want to calm down with delicious food."
"Okay, please wait a moment," Meg answered. He quickly made a plate of Yangzhou fried rice and put it in front of Habeng.
Habeng picked up the spoon, then put it down again. He looked up at Meg and asked, "Mr. Mak, if there was a guy who used to be your brother, but later he accidentally killed your most beloved woman, don't you think that guy deserved to die?"
"Maybe." Meg nodded slightly. Even Haga himself didn't know how to deal with this kind of thing.
"Grace was my big brother's fiancée, and they grew up together. Marcus was from the Limestone tribe, and was the same age as my big brother. At that time, our tribe hadn't discovered the gold mine yet. We were like brothers with the Limestone tribe, and the children played together. My big brother and Marcus were the leaders of the children of the two tribes, and they often led the children of the two tribes to fight. They were equal in strength, and gradually became good brothers.
Later, our tribe discovered the gold mine. The originally poor tribe suddenly became rich, and everything changed. The Limestone tribe wanted a share of the profits. Originally, my father agreed to give them one or two small gold mines so that they could get rid of the starvation situation. But they were greedy, and directly asked for half of our gold mines, and they wanted the biggest one. Naturally, our tribe didn't agree, and we refused to give them the small gold mine. Therefore, the two tribes started a conflict that lasted for more than ten years, and some people on both sides died.
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