Chapter 84: Would You Pay For Me?
Chapter 84: Would You Pay For Me?
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Sargeras bit back his words as he gazed at Krassu, and cringed.
He had seen a magic caster defeat a dragon outside of Rodu, and he had heard him shout that he would batter the dragon’s head with his staff.
And now that magic caster was waiting to be served here in his white robe. He could only see his profile back then, but he had recognized him at first glance. He was in awe of powerful humans.
He felt he could also fight a dragon after he got to another level and procured the weapon under the holy lake, but he might have to eat a lot of roujiamos first. He had to find quests in the guild and make money to eat roujiamo every day.
The owner here is indeed much stronger that he seems. Such a powerful magic caster is eating in his restaurant, Sargeras thought. He felt fortunate that he hadn’t made any waves in the morning. "Mag, I’d like three roujiamos," he said to the owner.
He had only eaten one roujiamo for breakfast and several wild fruits in the swamp for lunch. He had killed a dozen poison dart frogs and felt famished right now.
The quest’s payment was only sufficient to pay for three roujiamos. He needed a lot more. He had to go to the guild early tomorrow to seek quests with better payment.
Mag nodded. "All right. Please wait a moment." Sargeras moved the wooden chair aside. His iron chair only had several bars and a round plate, simple yet firm. Seeing that he was using it to eat roujiamo, it should be difficult to burn.
Mag was not very worried that he would burn the floor or wall, because he hadn’t left a mark on the floor in the morning. It seemed the system had built this restaurant with some pretty good materials.
"The floor is made of rocks from the bottom of Santonia, an active volcano which is the holy land of the lava demons," the system said proudly. "The material was processed by sanding, polishing… The floor has high heat resistance. The wall is made of synthetic sound-proof material, which has high hardness. A coating using the same material as the floor has been applied on the surface, so it also has good heat resistance."
"Then is the wall strong enough to keep out dragons?" Mag asked as he lifted an eyebrow.
For a while, the system said nothing. "The restaurant is designed to deal with normal problems. You should try not to provoke a dragon if you cherish your life."
"Aren’t dragons normal in this world? System, you
Mag hadn’t expected too much from the building, though. However, if the walls were extremely strong, he could use his restaurant as a fortress.
"Please don’t underestimate me. It’s just that you haven’t upgraded the restaurant. It’s still lv1," the system said seriously.
Mag’s eyes lit up immediately. "The restaurant has levels? How to upgrade it? More missions?" he asked eagerly. It’s more interesting if it could be upgraded. Maybe I can turn it into a fortress after all.
"Spend 50,000 gold coins on anything except ingredients, and then the restaurant will be upgraded to lv2," answered the system.
Mag was taken aback. "You money-grubber." He had thought that he might have to do some missions. Turns out I only need to pay to upgrade. But 50,000?! What a rip-off!
"After you’ve upgraded it to lv2, you’ll be given a chance to change the restaurant for free, and you can unlock many other things. Go for it!" the system said.
"I don’t have enough money," Mag said with a twist of his mouth. He was still trying hard to save 10,000 to buy his strength. He wasn’t able to procure 50,000 anytime soon. Anyway, he was pretty happy with the restaurant now and was in no rush to upgrade it.
Mag started serving customers in the order of their entry. The bread loaves were almost ready in the oven, so he served roujiamo first. After he put the second batch of bai ji bread into the oven, he began cooking Yangzhou fried rice.
Many customers came very early these days, so Mobai was not always the first anymore. Although he lived next door, he was busy forging weapons every day. He arrived shortly after it had opened and ordered two plates of fried rice as usual.
"Little girl, can I buy you something to eat?" Krassu smiled as he looked at Amy, trying to lure her with good food.
Amy’s eyes brightened. "Okay." Then she shook her head. "But I’m already full. You can buy me something tomorrow. You’ll pay for me, right?"
"Sure. I’ll buy you anything you like," Krassu said with a big smile. She is a little foodie. She can’t resist good food.
I can easily check her magic talent as long as we are alone. Maybe I can even use food to make her come with me to the tower.
Mobai studied Krassu with narrowed eyes. Then he took a look at Mag, who was slaving away in the kitchen. I have to warn Mag later.
Amy nodded happily. "Then I’ll eat breakfast after you arrive in the early morning. Just pay for my food. I like my father’s cooking. It’s the best," she said with an innocent smile.
Krassu had planned to show off the tasty food in Rodu to intrigue Amy, but now he felt like he had played himself.
Then he found she had a point now that he thought on it. He hadn’t found anything good to eat for years in the whole Rodu, let alone Chaos City, but Mag’s fried rice made him want to eat it for every meal.
It wasn’t a smart move to offer to buy the owner’s girl something to eat. Now that he had played himself, he had to live with it. "Right. Then I’ll come here and pay for you tomorrow," he said with a helpless nod.
Amy nodded. "Thank you, white-bearded grandpa." It felt so good to get paid when you ate your own food at your own house.
Mobai froze for a minute and almost laughed out loud. He looked at Amy and found his worry was completely unnecessary. She isn’t easily tricked.
Other customers were all gazing at Amy with interest. This little half-elf girl is so cute and talks in a funny way. She often makes people speechless, but it’s very amusing to watch.
Krassu refused to give up easily. He thought a moment, and then his face lit up. "I can show you something interesting, like dancing snowmen." He snapped his fingers and many thumb-sized white snowmen jumped down from his hand. They started dancing in a ring on the table.