Habeng's story was simple and straightforward, but it made people sigh with emotion.
"It's a sad story," Meg said softly after a moment of silence.
"Yes, Marcus hasn't shown up in the Limestone tribe for many years. I didn't expect him to lead a team to attack the gold mine. I'm afraid my elder brother will settle the score with him this time." Habeng nodded with a complicated expression. When he was a child, he had always followed his elder brother and Marcus, and Marcus had taken good care of him. But now, because of the conflict between the two tribes and Grace's death, they had become enemies.
"I don't care. They will have to make a decision sooner or later. From the moment Grace fell, I knew that one of them would die." Habeng picked up the spoon again and scooped a spoonful of fried rice. He didn't say anything else.
"Mr. Mak, the bill," Conti said to Meg with a smile.
"Okay. Three roujiamos, nine gold coins. I'll deduct it from the crowdfunding voucher." Meg nodded with a smile.
"Okay." Conti stood up, picked up the long sword on the table, and patted Habeng's shoulder. "Bro, he'll win."
"Okay," Habeng replied and continued to eat his fried rice.
Conti glanced at the counter. Seeing that Amy didn't come out to say hello, he was a little disappointed.
After finishing his Yangzhou fried rice, Habeng also left with his mace. Meg could clearly feel that he was a little depressed.
Soon, other customers came. After hearing that there was a new dish today, some of them also wanted to try it. 300 copper coins was much cheaper than 600 copper coins, although it was still expensive.
Meg was used to the strange noises and embarrassed expressions of the customers after eating their first mouthful of roujiamo. Anyway, they couldn't resist the temptation and kept eating.
One and a half hours of breakfast passed quickly. Meg went to the door and turned over the sign. Then he took all the plates back to the kitchen, washed them quickly with the dishwasher, and was about to wipe the table.
"Father! Come and see. Is the ugly duckling about to hatch? "Amy suddenly shouted with joy and surprise in her voice.
"Now?" Meg was surprised. He walked behind the counter and squatted down beside Amy. The rustling sound was still coming from the big egg wrapped in the blanket, but it was clearer and more urgent than yesterday, as if a little life was waiting to be born.
"Amy, what did you say to it?" Mag asked curiously. She was still an egg baby, but she seemed to be scared out of her wits and was in a hurry to come out.
"I was encouraging it." Amy nodded seriously.
"Then how do you encourage them?" Mag's expression was a little weird.
"Ugly Duckling, listen to me and come out. Otherwise, I'll set it on fire. I'm super fierce!" Amy clenched her little fists and said seriously.
Meg couldn't help but laugh. What kind of encouragement was that? It was a blatant threat. No wonder the little guy inside was scratching the eggshell so hard. It was probably scared out of its wits.
"Father, does it think I'm lying to it? That's why it refused to come out even after I called it for so long. Can I really set it on fire? " Amy looked at Meg and threw out her questions one after another with a conflicted expression on her little face.
If I set it on fire with a fireball, then I can really peel it open and eat the roasted egg directly. Meg thought to himself. Just as he was thinking about how to make Amy be more patient, the big egg suddenly made a soft cracking sound.
Amy and Meg were stunned for a moment. They both stared with wide eyes at the big egg with a small crack on its shell.
"Ugly Duckling, come out quickly. Although I know you're ugly, I'm pretty." Amy looked at the big egg expectantly.
"You really have my style when I was young. It's probably hereditary." Meg looked at Amy. His girl's sharp tongue could be said to be self-taught. She was a typical talented contestant.
It could be said that she was a high-quality unpolished jade waiting to be carved. As long as he gave her some guidance and grooming, her cute appearance and soft voice would definitely make people choke to death when she used her sharp tongue. Yet, it was impossible to get angry at her. It was simply awesome.
After transmigrating because of his sharp tongue in his previous life, Meg was much more honest in this life. At most, he would diss the system. He looked at this world with tolerance and love.
Otherwise, there were too many things he could complain about and use his sharp tongue in this world. It wouldn't be long before he was sent to another world by the system. He couldn't bear to part with Amy.
But Amy was different. Although her sharp tongue was very refreshing, the people who were hit by it wouldn't be too resentful. They would forgive relatively quickly, so there was no need to worry about this problem.
"Looks like it's time to put the sharp tongue lesson on the agenda." Meg looked at Amy and nodded slightly. In the past two days, she had completely memorized the multiplication table. She was also learning the addition and subtraction of the decimal system and simple two-digit multiplication. It wouldn't take long for her to master the calculations used in daily life. Amy's learning ability was still very good.
The cracks on the eggshell extended from one to many, starting from the top and spreading to the entire surface of the eggshell. The fine cracks soon covered the entire eggshell.
Mag was also looking on expectantly. What was this thing that had hatched? It was an egg, and it was situated on a cliff, so it was most likely some kind of bird. However, it was so big, so it definitely wasn't an ordinary bird. Perhaps it was some kind of magic beast.
"Ugly Duckling, I'll count to three. If you don't come out obediently, I'll set it on fire." Amy's patience was quickly worn out. She opened her big blue eyes and said as she stretched out her hand.
"Pop ~"
With a soft pop, a furry little head with half of the eggshell on top of it poked out of the big egg. A pair of half-closed little eyes looked around in confusion and fear. Finally, it fixed its gaze on Amy and opened its mouth to call out softly, "Meow ~"
"Orange … orange cat!!!" Meg's eyes widened. The little thing with a piece of eggshell on its head was a little orange and white kitten. Its eyes were not fully open, and there was still a little egg on its fur. It was looking at Amy with half-closed eyes. It was so cute.
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