Mag glanced at the gold coins in Sargeras's hand, and it was exactly thirteen. Thinking that he had just opened his mouth to order ten roujiamo, it seemed that the money he brought today might not be enough, so he couldn't help laughing.
The guests waiting outside the door saw that the expected chaotic scene did not appear, and a man with small eyes came out with a satisfied face, and walked away leisurely. It seemed that there should be no problems in the restaurant, so he hesitated. Still pushed open the door of the restaurant and walked in.
"Boss! I think it's a little unkind of you to do this. Such a wooden chair will cost me ten gold coins. Even if I go out and buy one, I can't spend two gold coins. How about it, I will count you four gold coins. The rest Give me six gold coins and give me two Roujiamo." Sargeras's voice suddenly rose a lot, and he stared at Mag with a pair of red eyes.
He has always been too lazy to control his emotions with men, and now he is discussing talking with Mag for the sake of Roujiamo, otherwise he should be holding a big fireball in his hand.
The two men who had just opened the door looked at the angry lava troll, and hurriedly shrank to the side, but they were stunned again when they heard what Sargeras said. of demons.
In order to eat two more Roujiamo, and bargain with a human here, this demon is not far from losing his dream.
The Roujiamo, which made the devil not hesitate to pull down the face, raised their expectations a lot. They walked a few steps in and sat down in the empty seat, waiting for Mag to deal with the matter first.
Naturally, Mag was not intimidated by Sargeras' aura at all. He shook his head and said, "Sorry, all the tables and chairs in the restaurant are custom-made, and in order to enhance the visual effect, all the tables and chairs are made from the same big tree. , foreign chairs will break this effect, so it is unacceptable. And the price required to customize such a chair is ten gold coins."
This is wood obtained from the depths of the Wind Forest. Even a log can be sold at a high price in the Ross Empire. Now in this restaurant, in order to harmonize with the overall style, selling ten gold coins is completely a conscience price.
If it wasn't for the fact that the system could get too many precious things, even if it sold a hundred gold coins, Mag would have nothing to say, but I was a little worried that the elves would see it, let alone something like a holy tree.
The eyes of the guests in the restaurant lit up when they heard this, and they couldn't help but look down at the chairs they were sitting on and the tables around them. They didn't notice it before, but now they realize that the growth rings of every log table are exactly the same. The stripes are all the same, no wonder the tables and chairs in the whole restaurant seem so natural and harmonious at first glance.
What surprised everyone even more was that there were a total of 16 tables and 64 chairs in this restaurant, all of which were made from the same big tree. There is absolutely no such tree around.
And even if there are in the depths of the more distant mountains, no matter whether they are cut down or transported out, and then all of them are made into tables and chairs of the same style, it will definitely cost a lot of money.
Such handwriting is actually only used as tables and chairs in the restaurant for guests to eat, so that they feel respected and pampered while sitting on them and eating delicious food.
Three gold coins for a pork bun in cured sauce is too expensive? No, eating such a delicious Roujiamo in such a restaurant, not to mention three gold coins, even six gold coins is a kind of enjoyment!
Many people already had this feeling in their hearts, and their eyes fell on the other decorations in the restaurant. Only the tables and chairs are so exquisite, so the other delicate-looking decorations must be even more serious.
But after thinking about it, I couldn't help being a little more careful when I was sitting in my seat. After all, if anything in the restaurant was damaged, I would probably lose a lot of money.
Mag’s words to Sargeras inadvertently improved the style and taste of the restaurant in the hearts of everyone. Most of the people who have the spare money to eat a three-coin rougamo early in the morning have already got rid of the stage of running around for a living. , began to pay attention to the taste of life.
"I! I..." The flames on Sargeras' body burst out again, and he seemed really angry. The flames grew hotter.
But this time he learned how to be good, knowing that he should stay away from the table and the door. After all, these two things seem to be more expensive than chairs. He stared at Mag and prepared to take out a big fireball in his hand to scare Mag.
In his eyes, there is no difference between a chair and a chair. Mag talks about a bunch of messy things, isn't he just trying to cheat his money, which he doesn't accept.
"Big bald head, listen to your father obediently, or I will burn you with a fireball." Standing in front of Mag, Amy squatted down and put the ugly duckling on the ground, looking up at the magma flowing all over her body, braving Flame Sargeras said seriously.
"Little girl, get out of the way, this is a matter between us adults." Sargeras said hoarsely, looking at Amy standing in front of Mag, with a feeling of restraint.
The guests looked at this scene, and they all became a little nervous. Compared with Sargeras, who was burning all over his body and had lava ravines on his exposed skin, and looked a little scary, the little Amy and The thin and weak McGonagall seemed helpless.
Mo Bai also frowned and turned his head, but the worry in his eyes was not that much. A fireball that Amy released casually that day made Ha Beng admit that he was cowardly. Boss Mai didn't look like a fool, sure. Don't put yourself in a dangerous situation.
"Oh, I really can't do anything about you, why can't I be obedient." Amy sighed, stretched out her little hand, and suddenly a blue-purple flame rose up, and then slowly condensed into a small fist in his hand Big and small fireballs looked at Sargeras and said seriously: "Eat, pay, or they will all be burned to death!"
"Are you going to burn me with such a small flame?" Sargeras looked at the small fireball in Amy's hand, couldn't help laughing, looked up at Mag, frowned and said: "Boss, you are a big man, Could it be that he only hides behind his little daughter?"
"My lord father is amazing, but collecting money is what I have to do, so, burn it, big bald head!" Before waiting for Master Chef McGonagall, Amy said a little angrily, and waved her hand , the blue-purple fireball in his hand just flew towards Sargeras.
"Heh." Sargeras looked at the small fireball that was not much bigger than his thumb, with no sign of paying any attention to it at all on his face, he directly stretched out his right hand and grabbed it casually, intending to grab it out.
However, as soon as the blue-purple fireball touched Sargeras' hand, it exploded directly!