Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

"No." McGonagall shook her head, although she didn't know where Irina got the news, she explained: "Andre just wanted to win me over, let me stand on his side again, and then began to rampage unscrupulously." Push the Nolan continent and build an unprecedented empire."

Mag is a pacifist. Although from the standpoint of human beings, this is just returning the pain of the past to the few races that once oppressed human beings.

But once the war starts, there will be no winners, ordinary people and the soldiers who rushed to the forefront are all victims.

Irina nodded slightly, as if she had expected Mag's answer, "Helena also wants to talk to me."

This made Mag a little surprised. With Helena's character, she is definitely not someone who will bow her head casually. I didn't expect that she would take the initiative to find Irina, "Are you going?"

"Yes." Irina nodded, "I will not agree to any of her conditions, unless she abolishes the elves' family system and allows the elves to return to their own state, which is also a condition that she cannot agree to."

"Then what are we talking about?"

"I just want to see how she looks like she's furious and unable to kill me." Irina smiled sweetly.

"I go with you?"

"Then there's no need. If you go, she won't dare to come." Irina shook her head.

"If they set another trap to lure you into the urn."

"After you caused the thunder to blow up the octopus that day, I think no one would dare to do anything to me in a short time, otherwise Andre would not lower his profile and want to meet you in person. What is the situation of the elves today? Helena knows better than anyone else." Irina smiled.

Mag nodded, he knew how smart Irina was, and she would not put herself in danger easily.

"I just found out today that many little girls like you." Irina looked at Mag with a smile.

"It's beyond my control, just like those men can't look away when they see you." Mag shrugged helplessly, he was too good to blame him.

"Jealous?"

"No, I was being embarrassing."

...

Irina left after drinking a glass of water. In the past two days, the number of elves from various races sent to the city of chaos has increased sharply, and some things need to be handled by her personally.

Mag also went out immediately, and first went to the blacksmith shop next door to take a look at Hannah and Mo Bai's progress.

"Boss, come and take a look, are there any problems with these parts?" Hannah, whose face was covered in ashes like a kitten, saw Mag's eyes light up when he entered the door, and stepped forward to pull him to the forging table. forward.

After frying the pot once, she has completely lost confidence in her design, and now she just wants to be a salted fish with the advice of a big boss.

Mo Bai also stopped the heavy hammer in his hand, and looked at Mag expectantly.

Mag picked up a few simple parts of the forging table and looked at them carefully for a while, then measured them again with a ruler, and nodded, "The workmanship is rigorous, and the size and materials are no problem. These parts are qualified."

"That's great, we stayed up all night!" Hannah jumped up happily.

Mo Bai laughed and said: "Hey, Boss Mai, you are really good at designing pictures, you can understand them at a glance."

"But just draw it casually, it's great, it's great." McGonagall politely cupped her hands, and happily accepted the rainbow fart.

After confirming that Mo Bai could manufacture various parts according to the drawings, Mag didn't want to stay in the stuffy forge any longer, so he said goodbye and left.

Stir-fried octopus whiskers and octopus balls were well received. Naturally, he and the system partnered with the old ruler's sales plan, and naturally had to hurry up.

First of all, he needs a suitable shop to serve as the first octopus must sell stall.

Secondly, he also needs to open up a chain of octopus fishing, transportation, and sales from the endless sea to the city of chaos.

The octopus whiskers provided by the system can be delivered directly to the store, but once the business starts, it will naturally attract the attention of others, and how to explain the source of ingredients will become a hidden danger.

In the face of doubt, it is useless to shout: "I, Alex, did not cheat!"

This is a business with a daily output of 100 tons. Even if a catty of octopus needs to be sold for 50 copper coins, the turnover of that day will start at 5 million copper coins.

"Vegetable sellers really make more money than cooks..." Mag thought about it in his heart, and curled his lips.

...

Moulton Manor, Chamber.

Jeffrey took a sip from the teacup, and listened to his wife Denise's tearful cry with a blank face. The four members of Cyril's family stood aside, with the same sad and sad faces, as if they had suffered a huge grievance. .

"Master, you don't know, once out of the city of chaos, Gloria really regarded herself as the head of the family, bossing us around along the way, even my grandmother, she didn't pay attention to her, you said... How can you say I can bear this kind of grievance.

Even me is like this, our poor son, Cyril and his family have been treated miserably. Although she was obedient to Gloria along the way, she still never gave them a good face, the food was worse than that of livestock, and she almost drove them out of the mansion...

You said... You said that she is only an heir now, and she is already so ungrateful. If she really becomes the head of the family, is there any place for us to stay in this family? Sir, you want to judge us. said Denise, wiping away tears.

"Grandfather, you want to judge us." Hetty and Heni said, weeping, their eyes reddened by chili peppers were really interesting.

Aviva also wiped her tears aside, sobbing from time to time to give her a little sense of presence.

Cyril lowered his eyes and did not speak. From the corner of his eyes, he secretly observed the change of Jeffrey's face. In his heart, he secretly admired his old mother's acting skills. She was the only one in their family who could do this kind of nonsense. .

"Finished?" Jeffrey, who had been silent all along, glanced at Denise who was still weeping, and asked in a cold voice.

Denise was taken aback, feeling that Jeffrey had seen through her thoughts at a glance, she couldn't help feeling a little guilty, and lowered her voice a little, "Master, I think you should think carefully about your previous decision, whether Cyril Okay, but now he knows that he made a mistake, and he will definitely correct it in the future, after all, he is your biological son, only a man can support a family."

"Is Gloria back?" Jeffrey said towards the door.

"Master, Miss Gloria has just returned to the manor, and she should go back to the other garden to rest." Maynard stood at the door and said respectfully.

"Let her come here." Jeffrey nodded slightly.

"Yes." Minard turned and left.

"You've said so much, you should let Gloria talk about it, and see if it's really what you said." Jeffrey looked at the people whose expressions changed slightly, and smiled coldly.