Chapter 1737

"Wash your hands and eat directly on the table."

McGonagall took over the local products brought by Connie with a smile. They received a letter from Connie one day in advance to have lunch with us, so he specially cooked more dishes at noon today.

"Meet the chief." Mia saluted Connie respectfully.

"Mm-hmm, no gifts." Connie nodded slightly with a smile, then immediately took Mia's arm with a smile and said happily, "sister mia, and everyone, I miss you so much!"

"We miss you, too." Mia said with a smile.

"But sister Connie, didn't you say it would be in the morning? Why does it arrive at noon? " Amy looked at Connie and said with some doubt, "are you lost again?"

People looked at Connie one after another. They thought that many people from FAK tribe would come with Connie, but it seems that she came alone.

"Well," said Connie, blushing and waving her little hand, "how can I get lost? I just flew hundreds of miles to the north, and then hundreds of miles to the East, but I succeeded in coming back with a strong sense of direction, isn't it?"

"It's amazing." McGonagall clapped his hands with some emotion, almost to the Los empire.

Everyone couldn't help laughing. Even if she became the chief of the FAK tribe, Connie was still the killer with no sense of direction.

Connie washed her hands and came out. Her eyes fell on Angela. Her eyes lit up and she said, "is this the new sister in the restaurant?"

"Hello, I'm Angela." Angela introduced herself slightly.

"Hello, I'm Connie, the former takeout at McMillan." Connie also introduced herself with a smile, and finally couldn't help praising, "you're so beautiful."

"Thank you." Angela's smile grew brighter.

"And Barbara? Why didn't you see her? Has she gone back to the moon Connie sat down and asked quickly.

"Sister Barbara has gone to save the world. She will come back soon to have dinner with us." Said Amy.

"Wow, I haven't seen her for a few days. Has her usefulness improved so much?" Connie said in surprise.

"Yes, after all, she represents the moon." Amy lights her cerebellar pouch.

"Well, let's eat first. The soul of this table is losing." MEG clapped his hand and sounded the clarion call.

"Thanks to the Lord of chaos City, let me free from the trivial things of the tribe, and get the opportunity to enjoy this table of delicious food." Connie put her hands together to thank her. Then she picked up her chopsticks and picked up a piece of fat, thin and bright red braised meat. First she sniffed it in front of her nose. The strong smell of the meat made people feel better. Then she fed the meat to her mouth.

"Oh, woo --"

"Damn fat!"

Connie closed her eyes and indulged in the stewed pork. The fat but not greasy, crisp and delicious wild boar meat is a delicacy that can only be eaten in the Maimi restaurant. The lean meat is crisp and tough, dry but not firewood, and the skin is smooth, tender and sticky. The bite force is between seemingly and indistinct, which makes her mouth full.

Taste buds have begun to cheer, it seems to meet a long drought after the rain, is so precious!

After swallowing the braised meat, immediately pull two mouthfuls of soft rice, a trace of greasy feeling is immediately pressed down by the sweet rice, and then can't help but have another piece of braised meat.

"So satisfied, so moved..." Connie held the bowl and looked at McGonagall with tears in her eyes. "Boss, you'd better let me come back to be a delivery boy. I think it's much happier than being a chief."

"At the beginning, Gary and perdinand were scheming and scheming for the position of chief. If they knew that you didn't want to be a chief in order to be a delivery man, they didn't know what they would think." McGonagall looked at Connie with tears and laughter. It seems that the busy affairs in the tribe and the food in the Macy's restaurant are not suitable for Connie.

"To be honest, I don't understand why they are fighting to be chief. It's a tiring and boring job, and they have to bear the expectations and future of the whole tribe, even many tribes." Connie shrugged. If there was no rebellion, she would give the tribe to them.

"But how can you say that you are also the chief of the FAK tribe, and come to the city of chaos alone? Not even a guard? " McGonagall looked at Connie suspiciously. "Your master didn't come back with you, either?"

"No, I asked him to stay and guard the FAK tribe. It's more useful for him to stay there than for me. I'm afraid I'll be killed as soon as he leaves." Said Connie, wrapping a slice of roast duck.

"You know yourself very well." McGonagall couldn't help laughing. When the chief got the job, she was probably the only one.

"Of course, I'm a very self-conscious killer." Connie nodded in agreement and fed the duck to her mouth.

Connie's arrival has brought a lot of joy to the restaurant and a sense of reunion.

"It's a pity that Sally hasn't heard from her all the time. I don't know if she's living well now." Mia said with some emotion.

As one of the first two employees of the restaurant, Sally and Mia have the closest relationship, but they have never returned to the restaurant since she left.

"She'll come back to see us sooner or later." McGonagall said with a smile. I don't know who will be sent to attend the meeting. I don't know if Sally, who has just become the new princess of the elves, will come.

At the end of lunch, business hours officially began, and people began to get busy.

Connie just stayed by, playing a hand from time to time. Anyway, no one except her master ordered takeout, so there was no use for the moment.

Thunderstorm mountain has a takeout to deliver, but McGonagall doesn't trust to give this order to Connie. It's more reliable to give it directly to the staff of the city Lord's mansion.

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"What about the girl's head?" Oster, who is ready to leave for the city of chaos, sits on the flying mount and looks at the orc and asks in a cold voice.

"Patriarch... We... We didn't intercept her..." the orc's legs softened, knelt down on the ground and said with a sad face: "we have set up an ambush line of more than ten miles on the route she must pass, but we haven't seen her trace all morning. I think... She may be lost."

"Waste!" Auster's face turned black, and the ORC was directly pressed to the ground by the terrible pressure. "I gave you a thousand Black Hawk flying horses. You can't even catch a little girl, and you fool me by getting lost. What do you want?"