Chapter 1760 Father, Aren't We Going to Have a Meeting?

The frost dragon breathed flames, the abyss demon rolled all over the ground, the forest troll pulled the grass off his head, the dwarf jumped up and hit the giant's knee...

Chaotic and noisy voices rang out in the restaurant one after another. The representatives of various ethnic groups who represented the face of each ethnic group were defeated in the face of that perverted hot mouthful, and failed to protect their own face.

"Yes... This taste is so spicy that it's too perverted!"

Some embarrassed representatives finally returned to their seats, and all looked in the direction of the kitchen with unkind eyes.

"This bastard... is it... did he poison the dishes?!" Westin the Destroyer said angrily with his swollen lips.

Representatives of other ethnic groups also wrote annoyed that the shelf that was picked up in the morning would be considered smashed.

"Master Yazui, don't talk nonsense, my lord father won't put poison in the dishes. It's obviously you who ordered the abnormally spicy food, but it's not abnormal enough. How can you blame others." He lay behind the counter and laughed for a long time. Amy said seriously.

"Duck...Master Duckbill?" Westin stared and looked back at Irina, his anger gradually rising.

"Her masters are Crassus and Julian." A clansman next to him reminded in a low voice.

Westin's anger gradually subsided again, and he managed to squeeze out a little smile: "It's okay, this nickname is pretty good..."

"Everyone, Boss Mai is the best chef in the city of chaos, and he is also a very professional chef. I can guarantee that there will be no problems with the food." Michael stood up and said with a helpless smile: "It's just everyone It’s really courageous, order the abnormally spicy hot pot early in the morning, and after the initial discomfort, you should be able to see the true meaning of deliciousness. If you give up now, I think you will regret it.”

With Michael's endorsement and Chaos City's guarantee, the representatives gave up.

In fact, no one thought that Chaos City would tamper with the food, but after suffering the baptism of abnormal spicy food, they felt somewhat lingering fear.

"The duck intestines seem to be really good... Even such a strong spicy taste can't cover up its original taste, and the crisp taste is even more amazing, making people want to have another one." The dwarf representative sucked He smacked his lips, and said with a bit of meaning, and picked up two duck intestines and put them in the pot to boil them.

"Well, although it's a bit spicy, the taste of this hairy belly is really good. It's a thin layer, but it's extra crispy, which is a bit special." The representative of the goblin tribe nodded, and directly poured the whole plate of hairy belly into the pot , holding a chopstick in one hand, and relying on amazing hand speed, let more than a dozen pieces of hairy belly gain a second of air time, repeat seven times, and then stir up one piece and feed it into the mouth, chewing with satisfaction .

"These chopsticks..." The forest troll carefully squeezed the chopsticks that were not as long as his fingers with two thick fingers. After trying for a while, he put the chopsticks aside and took out a thin wooden stick from nowhere. Put the meat and vegetarian dishes on wooden sticks, and put the whole handfuls into the pot. After waiting for a while, grab the bamboo sticks and eat them. The refreshing feeling is no better than the person eating with chopsticks Difference.

"This is... the founder of Chuan Chuan?" Mag watched this scene in the kitchen, and couldn't help but marvel: Talented!

As Michael said, after the initial discomfort, the representatives of all ethnic groups gradually found the fun of hot pot and were completely conquered by the deliciousness of hot pot.

Just simply cut and prepared ingredients,

Put it into the pot according to the method in the guide, and when you take it out, it becomes a kind of delicacy, which is as magical as a magic trick.

"Sounds..."

Qiao Xiu took mouthfuls of Flammulina velutipes, his eyebrows raised. As Vanessa said, as long as you keep taking one mouthful after another, your throat will have no time to respond to the spiciness. This perverted feeling of being chased, It's really addictive.

The grievances of the representatives of various ethnic groups were eliminated, and they gradually sank into the harmonious atmosphere of shabu-shabu, and there was even a phenomenon of exchanging their favorite ingredients.

Eating hot pot is naturally indispensable to beer.

The representatives of various ethnic groups who have been dominated by the spicy taste for a long time finally remembered that they could order something to drink, and beer was naturally the first choice.

A large glass of cold beer with rich foam, when you sip it into your throat, you can immediately suppress the hot feeling. The refreshing feeling is like being poured with a basin of ice water on a hot summer day.

"Excellent!" Franklin took a sip of a large glass of beer, turned to look at Yabei Mia and said, "Little girl, give me a big bucket of this bar directly. It's really boring to drink a small cup."

"This..." Yabei Mia looked in the direction of the kitchen. A large barrel of beer costs a lot of money.

Mag nodded slightly towards Mia.

"Okay, please wait a moment." Yabei Mia nodded slightly, turned around and prepared to walk to the kitchen.

"Disciple, bring me a bucket for master, this wine is really good." Louis then said.

"I want a bucket too." Douglas said with a blushing face.

Immediately following the forest trolls, representatives of the orcs all expressed their desire for large barrels of beer.

Although Mag thinks that drinking too much alcohol early in the morning is not good, but since even the perverted spicy hot pot is served, there is no reason not to drink for others, so everyone's request is fully satisfied.

"Do you need to pay more?" Michael asked in a low voice, looking at the representatives of various ethnic groups who were holding a barrel and drinking heavily, and Dix beside him.

"Boss Mai didn't say anything, and we didn't dare to ask." Dix shook his head, looked at the representatives of various ethnic groups with a little worry, and whispered: "Now I'm a little worried about whether the representatives will get drunk. It's just breakfast..."

"Don't worry, I won't get drunk." Michael shook his head indifferently.

Good wine and good food were served, and the atmosphere in the restaurant gradually became harmonious, and the previous tense atmosphere at the entrance of the restaurant was almost eliminated.

At the end of the one-hour meal time, the dining cars around the representatives of all ethnic groups were basically emptied, and many people burped.

"The meal is over, I wish you all a smooth meeting."

Mag smiled and said to everyone, the hot pot was removed, and one person served a glass of warm water. Mag led the Mami restaurant team to officially leave, and the restaurant was exclusively for the venue.

"Father, aren't we going to have a meeting?" Amy followed Mag out the door and asked curiously.

"Yes, we don't need to have a meeting, it's their business." Mag smiled and shook his head, threw the ugly duckling into the basket of the car, stepped on the bicycle, "Let's go, I'll take you to play with Daphne, father has many things to do today I'm busy, maybe I don't have time to play with you."

"Okay!" Amy nodded obediently, climbed onto the back seat of the bicycle and sat down.

In the restaurant, the smell of hot pot gradually dissipated, and the representatives leaned on their chairs contentedly, enjoying the comfort and laziness after sweating profusely.

At this time, Michael got up and looked at the representatives present with a smile: "Everyone, we have finished breakfast, and it is time for us to talk about business."

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