"Of course, I think Little Amy would like it as well."
Irina nodded with a matter-of-fact expression.
"Have you tried this roast chicken before?" Phyllis asked.
"No, I don't like roast chicken, so I've been buying it all this time." Irina shook her head as she looked at the roast chicken in her hand, then at Phyllis, and a smile gradually appeared on her face.
"Princess, I've already had dinner," Phyllis hurriedly said as she sensed that Irina's smile was a little dangerous.
"It's alright, you can eat it as a midnight snack now. You can't eat such delicious roast chicken anywhere else." Irina looked at Phyllis with a smile as she handed the roast chicken in her hand over to her.
"There's really no need for that. I'm still very full. Besides, if I eat something at night, I'll gain weight easily." Phyllis shook her head firmly as she reflexively took a few steps back. She really didn't know how to eat this roast chicken, and she didn't know how Master Alex was able to taste this delicious roast chicken.
Before Phyllis had a chance to finish her sentence, a chicken drumstick had already been stuffed into her mouth.
"Mmm …"
Phyllis felt as if she had bitten into a piece of charcoal with too much salt added to it.
Even though it was only a single bite, it had already completely refreshed her understanding of food. This was not something that elves could stomach!
"Is it really that bad? Alex really liked this roast chicken back then. " Irina looked at Phyllis, who was gargling with dew in her hands, and hesitated momentarily before breaking off the other chicken drumstick and taking a bite.
Phyllis stood off to the side and looked on in silence.
"Eurgh!"
"This is not something that elves should eat!"
Irina tossed the chicken drumstick out of the cave before taking a few large gulps of water from Phyllis's cup. She looked at the roast chicken in her hand with a complex expression as she said, "I didn't think that Alex would have such a strong taste. Back then, I thought that he had fallen in love with my Little Fresh."
"I think there's a very good chance that Master Alex has fallen in love with your Little Fresh," Phyllis said.
"Bean Sprout, why did you cover your heart when you said that?" Irina looked at Phyllis suspiciously.
"That's right! Your Highness, I'm here to report an important piece of news to you. "Phyllis's eyes lit up, and her voice rose a few octaves.
"Hmm? Did Snarr send back news? "Irina's eyes lit up.
Phyllis took two steps forward, lowered her body and said, "No, it's about a new batch of captured elves. They will arrive at the border of The Wind Forest in three days."
Irina's expression immediately turned cold. She clenched her fists, and said, "That old witch Helena still refuses to give up on this matter even after so many years. Since they're unwilling to come back, what right does she have to capture them with demons and orcs?"
"Princess, are you going to make a move this time?" Phyllis looked at Irina worriedly.
"We've missed it so many times before. Are we still going to sit back and do nothing this time? That's not like me. "Irina chuckled coldly.
"But you've only just recovered, and the elven naturalization plan was approved by Her Majesty. If you make a move, Helena most likely won't hold back any longer. If she gathers all of the major families to attack you, your situation will become even more dire," Phyllis said in an urgent manner.
"This problem was no longer a problem for me five years ago." Irina shrugged nonchalantly as she flicked Phyllis' forehead with a smile, and said, "Alright, I'm hungry. Go get me some good food."
"Ouch, that hurts!" Phyllis slapped a hand over her forehead as she glowered at Irina before making her way out of the cave. No one could change the princess' decision.
In the past, she had thought that Master Alex would be able to change her mind, but it looked like that was impossible.
"Those bastards actually dared to stir up trouble and bully the elves again. Looks like they've all forgotten about my existence." Irina chuckled coldly as her gaze fell on the unroasted pheasant beside her, and a conflicted expression appeared on her face. "Does Alex really like roasted pheasant? But would little Ai Mi like to eat it? Perhaps I should make some improvements for them … "
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The next morning, Meg turned off the alarm as soon as it rang.
Meg sat up and stretched lazily. Even though he had spent most of the night making ice cream cakes in the test field for the God of Cookery, he had rested very well, and his entire body was brimming with energy.
He took a look at Ugly Duckling, who was hanging dangerously by the bedsheet with only one paw left, and Meg got up to give it a hand.
However, right at this moment, Amy, who was still asleep, turned around, and kicked Ugly Duckling in the face with her little pink foot.
"Meow ~"
Ugly Duckling let loose a cry of despair, and fell off the bed. It rolled over a couple of times before coming to a stop, and sat down on the ground with a resentful expression.
Meg shook his head with a smile. This was happening almost every day, and he couldn't be bothered to deal with it. He got up and changed his clothes, and after washing up, he went downstairs to prepare the ingredients for the morning service.
This morning, Meg was preparing to release steak as a new dish in the restaurant. However, Meg wasn't going to release the ice cream cake yet. Instead, he was going to save it for when he went to Rodu.
This was a perfect combination of cake and ice cream. Not only could customers experience the cool sensation of the ice cream, but they could also taste the smooth texture of the cake. There was no way it wouldn't be a hit.
As he prepared the ingredients, Meg thought about the meeting he was going to have with The Hill. This could be a fateful meeting.
The restaurant's business was already on track, but compared to the high price of the strength points, the daily income was still a drop in the bucket. This was one of the reasons why Meg had taken the risk to create the steam engine.
However, aside from the massive profits that could be reaped, Meg had an even more important consideration for the steam engine.
That was how to tie the Buffett Family and Chaos City together with him.
He didn't want to repeat what had happened three years ago. As such, he had to make a change that was different from Alex's. Thus, it was undoubtedly a good way to make one of the wealthiest families and the most powerful forces in the world endorse him.
"Father, look! Ugly Duckling has a pair of little wings on its back!"
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