Chapter 888
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The division of the stinky tofu had attracted a lot of attention. The way the two of them discussed the ownership of a piece of coriander had refreshed many people's understanding of the situation.
However, the two of them didn't take it for granted.
For a foodie, even a piece of coriander wouldn't be a problem.
Chris's understanding of the situation had indeed been shaken, but her patience was as good as her mood. Now that she had Abraham's promise, she didn't have to worry about whether or not she could persuade the notorious businessman. All she needed to do was to get Abraham's written promise.
Also, this case would definitely become a classic in the history of Buffett Banks.
A huge deposit receipt from a portion of stinky tofu.
After finishing half of the stinky tofu, Abraham still wanted more, but he looked at the kitchen and got up to pay the bill. He also paid the bill for Chris and Carla.
"Thank you for your hospitality, Duke Abraham. My name is Christy." Christy bowed respectfully to Abraham as they exited the dining hall.
"Duke Abraham?" Carla's expression changed. She swallowed her saliva and hurriedly bowed to Abraham. She stuck out her tongue and said, "I didn't know you were a duke. I hope you don't blame me for offending you."
"Haha, little girl, I admire your attitude towards food. How could I blame you for it?" Abraham waved his hand dismissively, then looked at Chris and said with a smile, "Miss Chris should've recognized me long ago, right?"
Christy nodded, and said, "Yes. In Chaos City, the only person who can wear Firas' emerald ring is you, Duke Felipe."
"Chris, you're amazing. You can guess who he is with just a ring …" Carla looked at Chris with admiration.
Abraham nodded. He looked at Chris. "I'm in Chaos City, but my money is in Rodu. I need someone to send a letter back. How much do you want me to deposit?"
"I …" Christy opened her mouth. This was the first time she had encountered a situation like this. No one knew how much money Duke Abraham had, but for a bank, the more the better. However, she didn't know how much she should say.
"Alright, I roughly understand. I'll get them to open a money vault." Abraham nodded and waved to the servant waiting at the door. He asked the servant to take out a pen and paper and scribbled a line of words on it. Finally, he put the pen down and wrote his name on it before handing it to Chris.
"Thank you, Duke Abraham." Chris took the piece of paper with both hands and said in a somewhat emotional voice.
"You're welcome. If you come to Mamy's often, we might even become friends," Abraham said with a smile as he walked towards the carriage.
"How much money is in a vault?" Carla asked curiously as she looked at the paper in Chris's hand.
"I don't know either, but it should be a lot of money." Chris blew at the ink on the paper. After making sure it was dry, she carefully put it away. Then she opened her arms and hugged Carla happily. "Thank you, Carla!"
"You don't have to be so polite with me." Carla pursed her lips and then smiled. "But since you've accepted such a big order, you don't have to meet that legendary pervert tonight, right? I heard from my father that he's not a good person. "
"No, I still have to attend the banquet tonight. It's my job. But with Duke Abraham's promise, I don't have to worry about anything. I won't let that pervert take advantage of me," Chris said with a smile.
"Alright. You won't let those stinky men take advantage of you anyway." Carla nodded and said with some regret, "I wanted to take you to see Suede's clothes. I heard that new clothes were released today. I was so angry that I didn't get that dress last time. Their clothes are so beautiful and super special. I have never seen them in a style that I have never seen before."
"Suede? I seem to have heard a lot about this shop from the rich ladies recently. Is it famous? I heard that a dress sold for 100,000 copper coins … "
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The fight between Abraham and Carla over the stinky tofu made many customers who weren't interested in stinky tofu want to try it. It caused a small wave of orders. 100 stinky tofu were sold out quickly. Naturally, some customers who had tried it yesterday complained.
Meg didn't hear their complaints. The restaurant's capacity determined the supply. Seeing the customers go from dislike to love, Meg felt a sense of accomplishment. Of course … he also felt a sense of satisfaction.
Near the kitchen sat four big men in soft armor. They had long swords hanging from their waists and large glasses of beer in their hands. They were talking in a low voice.
"Have you heard? A few mercenary groups disappeared while on a mission recently. Their bodies were found later. It's said that they weren't attacked by monsters. They were killed. "
"Why haven't I heard? The news has been spreading like wildfire. It's the first time that so many mercenary groups have been wiped out. Many weak mercenary groups don't dare to go on missions anymore."
"Furthermore, I've also heard that these mercenary groups all have a unique characteristic, which is that there is at least one elf among their members."
Mag, who was stir-frying, suddenly slowed down as he listened intently.
"Shh. It's not confirmed yet. Be careful not to be targeted by the Gray Temple for spreading rumors."
Everyone's voices became much quieter.
"Do you think the city lord's castle and the Gray Temple didn't do anything about it?"
"Of course. They just haven't announced it yet. The Gray Temple and the city lord's castle are more concerned than anyone else. It's just that it's not easy to catch the culprit in a short time."
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Mag's brows furrowed as he listened to everyone's conversation. It appeared that those bastards had most likely already extended their reach into Chaos City, and not only were they targeting the elves who were seeking refuge in Chaos City, they were also targeting the elves who were out on missions.
The mercenaries didn't talk about this for long. Soon, they moved on to other things. Meg put the fried rice in the pot on a plate and handed it to Mia. These guys really deserve to die. Looks like I'll have to go hunting tomorrow.
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