Chapter 67

MEG took a look at the gold coins in Sargeras's hand. They were exactly thirteen. He thought that he was going to have ten rougamo. It seemed that he didn't have enough money today. 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 left. It seems that there should be no problem in the restaurant. After hesitation, he pushed the door of the restaurant and went in.

"Boss! I don't think it's very kind of you to do this. If you charge me ten gold coins for such a wooden chair, even if I go out and buy one, I can't spend two gold coins. Well, I'll count you four gold coins, and give me two rougamo for the remaining six gold coins. " Sargeras's voice suddenly increased a lot, staring at MEG with a pair of red eyes.

For men, he has always been too lazy to control his emotions. Now he is talking to MEG for the sake of face. Otherwise, he should hold a big fireball in his hand.

The two men who just pushed in looked at some angry lava trolls and quickly shrank aside. However, when they heard Sargeras's words, they were stunned again. It seems that this is another devil who has been conquered by boss McGregor.

In order to eat two more rougamo and bargain with a human here, the devil is not far away from losing his dream.

It's the rougamo that makes the demons do not hesitate to save face. This makes their expectations increase a lot. They walk a few steps in and sit down in an empty position. They wait for MEG to deal with things first.

McGonagall naturally was not frightened by Sargeras's momentum. He shook his head and said, "sorry, all the tables and chairs in the restaurant are customized. In order to enhance the visual effect, all the tables and chairs are made from the same tree. Foreign chairs will break this effect, so it's unacceptable. The price needed to customize such a chair is ten gold coins. "

It's a piece of wood from the depths of the wind forest. Even a log can be sold at a high price in the Los empire. Now in this restaurant, in order to harmonize with the overall style, selling ten gold coins is the price of conscience.

If it's not that the system can get too many precious things, even if it sells 100 gold coins, McGonagall has nothing to say. He's just a little worried about whether he will be seen by the elves, not the Holy tree.

The guests as like as two peas in the dining room were all eyes, and they could not help looking down at their chairs and the table beside them. They never noticed before. Now they find that every ring of each log table is exactly the same, even the stripes are the same. No wonder it feels so natural and harmonious that the dining tables and chairs in the dining room are all at once.

What's more surprising is that there are 16 tables and 64 chairs in this restaurant, all of which are from the same big tree. What a big tree it should be. There is absolutely no such tree around the chaotic city.

In the deeper mountains, even if there are, whether they are cut down or transported out, and then they are all made into tables and chairs of the same style, it will cost a lot of money.

This kind of writing is just used as the dining table and chair for the guests in the restaurant, which makes them feel respected and spoiled while eating delicious food.

Is three gold coins too expensive for one rougamo with wax sauce? No, in such a restaurant to eat such a delicious rougamo, not to mention three gold coins, even six gold coins is also a kind of enjoyment!

Many people have this feeling in their hearts, and their eyes fall on the other decorations in the restaurant. Only the tables and chairs have this kind of attention, and the other exquisite decorations must be even more extraordinary.

But on second thought, I can't help but be careful when I sit in my seat. After all, if anything in the restaurant is damaged, it will cost me a lot of money.

McGonagall's words to Sargeras unintentionally improved the style and taste of the restaurant in the hearts of the public. Most of the people who have the spare money to eat a three gold coin rougamo in the morning have got rid of the stage of running for life and began to pay attention to the taste of life.

"Me! I... "The flame on Sargeras's body came out again. It seemed that he was really angry. He ate half of the rougamo left in his hand and chewed it down. The flame on his body became more vigorous.

But this time I learned to be a good boy. I knew that I had to stay away from the table and the door. After all, these two things look more expensive than the chair. I stare at MEG, ready to take out a big fireball to scare him.

In his eyes, there is no difference between chairs and chairs. McGonagall talks about a lot of messy things. He just wants to pit his money, which he doesn't accept.

"Big bald, listen to your father, or I'll burn you with a fireball." Amy, standing in front of McGonagall, squats down, puts the duckling on the ground, looks up at Sargeras, who is full of lava and flames, and says seriously.

"Little girl, get out of the way. It's between us adults." Sargeras said in a hoarse voice, looking at Amy standing in front of McGonagall, he felt like he was tied up.

The guests were a little nervous when they looked at this scene, and their skin was all on fire, and there were lava gullies on the outside. Compared with Sargeras, who looked a little scary, Amy and McGonagall, who were small and weak, seemed to have no resistance.

Mo Bai also frowned and turned his head, but there was not much worry in his eyes. That day, Amy released a fireball, but it directly let ha Bang admit it. Boss Mai didn't look like a fool. He certainly wouldn't put himself in danger.

"Well, I really can't help you. Why can't I be obedient?" Amy sighed, his little hand stretched forward, and a blue and purple flame suddenly rose up, and then slowly condensed into a small fist sized fireball in his hand. Looking at Sargeras, he said seriously: "eat, give money, or burn to death!"

"Are you going to burn me with such a small flame?" Sargeras looked at the little fireball in Amy's hand. He couldn't help laughing. He looked up at MEG and frowned. "Boss, you're a big man. Do you only hide behind your little daughter?"

"My father is powerful, but collecting money is what I want to do, so burn it, big bald head!" Before McGonagall could make a sound, Amy said angrily. With a wave of her hand, the blue and purple fireball flew towards Sargeras.

"Oh." Sargeras looked at the little fireball, which was not much bigger than his thumb. He didn't mean to pay attention to it at all. He directly stretched out his right hand and grabbed it at will, intending to kill it.

However, as soon as the blue purple fireball touched Sargeras's hand, it exploded directly!