Meg glanced at the gold coins in Sargeras's hand. There were exactly 13 gold coins. Sargeras had just asked for 10 roujiamos. It seemed that he didn't bring enough money today. He wanted to laugh.
The customers waiting outside the door saw that the chaos they had expected didn't happen, and that a man with small eyes walked out of the restaurant with a satisfied face. It seemed that there was no problem in the restaurant. They hesitated for a moment, then pushed the door open and walked in.
"Boss! I don't think it's very kind of you to charge me 10 gold coins for a wooden chair like this. Even if I go out to buy one, it won't cost me more than two gold coins. How about this? I'll charge you four gold coins, and I'll buy two roujiamos with the remaining six gold coins. "Sargeras raised his voice and stared at Mag with his red eyes.
He had always been too lazy to control his emotions when dealing with men. He was only talking to Meg for the sake of the roujiamos. Otherwise, he would be holding a big fireball in his hand right now.
The two men who had just entered the restaurant saw the lava troll getting angry, and hurriedly shrank back. However, they were stunned when they heard Sargeras's words. It seemed that this was another demon who had been conquered by Mr. Mak.
Haggling with a human in order to eat two more roujiamos, the demon was not far from losing his dream.
Even demons were willing to lower themselves for roujiamos. This raised their expectations. They walked a few steps into the restaurant and sat down in an empty seat, waiting for Meg to deal with the matter first.
Meg wasn't intimidated by Sargeras's aura at all. He shook his head and said, "I'm sorry. All the tables and chairs in the restaurant are custom-made. To enhance the visual effect, all the tables and chairs were made from the same big tree. An outsider's chair would spoil the effect, so I can't accept it. A custom-made chair like this costs 10 gold coins. "
This was a piece of wood obtained from the depths of The Wind Forest. Even a single piece of wood could be sold for a high price in the capital of the Roth Empire. Now, in order to match the overall style of the restaurant, selling it for 10 gold coins was a very reasonable price.
If it weren't for the fact that the system gave him so many precious items, Meg wouldn't have said anything even if he sold it for 100 gold coins. He was just a little worried that the Elves would notice that it was a Holy Tree or something similar.
The eyes of the customers in the restaurant lit up when they heard this. They couldn't help but lower their heads to look at the chairs they were sitting on and the tables beside them. They hadn't noticed it before, but now they realized that the tree rings on each of the tables were exactly the same. Even the stripes were the same. No wonder the tables and chairs in the restaurant looked so natural and harmonious at first glance.
What was even more astonishing to everyone was that there were a total of 16 tables and 64 chairs in the restaurant, and all of them were made from the same tree. Just how massive was that tree? There was definitely no tree like that around Chaos City.
Even if there was such a tree in the depths of the distant mountains, it would definitely cost a lot of money to cut it down or transport it to make tables and chairs of the same style.
How could such a huge amount of money be used to make tables and chairs for the customers in the restaurant? They immediately felt that they were being respected and pampered.
Three gold coins for a la zhi roujiamo was too expensive? No, it would be a pleasure to eat such a delicious roujiamo in such a restaurant, not to mention three gold coins, even six gold coins would be a pleasure!
Many people already had this feeling in their hearts. They looked at the other decorations in the restaurant. If only the tables and chairs were so exquisite, the other decorations must be even more exquisite.
However, on second thought, they couldn't help but be a little more careful. After all, if anything in the restaurant was broken, they would have to pay a lot of money.
Meg's words to Sargeras had inadvertently raised the style and taste of the restaurant in the hearts of the customers. Most of the customers who had the extra money to come here early in the morning to eat a roujiamo that cost three gold coins had gotten rid of the stage of working hard for a living, and had started to pay attention to the taste of life.
"I! I … "Sargeras's body burst into flames again. It seemed that he was really angry. He stuffed the remaining half of the roujiamo into his mouth and swallowed it, and the flames on his body burned even brighter.
However, he had learned his lesson this time. He knew that he should stay away from the table and the door. After all, they looked more expensive than the chairs. He stared at Meg, and prepared to take out a big fireball to scare Meg.
In his eyes, there was no difference between chairs. Meg was talking nonsense. Wasn't he just trying to cheat him of his money? He couldn't accept that.
"Big Bald Head, be a good boy and listen to Father, or I'll burn you with a fireball." Amy, who was standing in front of Meg, squatted down and put Ugly Duckling on the ground. She looked up at Sargeras, who was covered in flowing lava and flames, and said seriously.
"Little girl, step aside. This is between us adults," Sargeras said in a hoarse voice. Sargeras said in a hoarse voice. He looked at Amy, who was standing in front of Mag, and felt a sense of helplessness.
Seeing this, the customers all became a little nervous. Compared with Sargeras, who was on fire and had lava grooves on his skin, who looked a little scary, the little Amy and the skinny Meg were completely defenseless.
Mobai also turned his head with a frown, but there was not much worry in his eyes. The fireball that Amy casually released the other day scared Hag, and Mr. Mak didn't look like a fool. He definitely wouldn't put himself in danger.
"Alas, I really don't know what to do with you. Why can't you just be obedient?" Amy sighed. She reached out her little hand, and a bluish-purple flame suddenly rose up and slowly condensed into a fist-sized fireball in her hand. She looked at Sargeras seriously and said, "Eat, pay, or I'll burn you all to death!"
"Are you going to burn me with such a small flame?" Sargeras looked at the small fireball in Amy's hand, and couldn't help but laugh. He looked up at Meg, and frowned. "Boss, you're a big man. Do you only know how to hide behind your little girl?"
"My father is very powerful, but it's my job to collect money. So, burn, Big Bald Head!" Amy said angrily before Meg could become the God of Cookery. She waved her hand, and the bluish-purple fireball in her hand flew toward Sargeras.
"Heh." Sargeras looked at the small fireball that was not much bigger than his thumb. He didn't seem to care at all. He reached out his right hand and casually grabbed it, intending to extinguish it.
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