Chapter 1461： My appearance fee is very expensive.

At the end of the morning business, Mia got off work to the ice cream shop, and Meg poured a pot of tea and was ready to go upstairs to complete the plan.

At this time, a knock on the door sounded.

"Come?" McGonagall put down the teapot in his hand and walked to the door to open the door.

Standing outside the door stood a tall and thin orc with a pair of black beasts on his head. He looked at McGonagall and then said with some pride: "You are the owner of this restaurant, Meg?"

"Yes, is there anything?" McGonagall nodded. From the orc's ear, he could basically judge that he should be a breed with Connie, but the genetic difference is too much and it looks a bit ugly.

"I am from the noble Fak tribe. You can call me Claude. I came from the order of the Chieftain, and I will go to the Fak tribe to take charge of the food of the coronation of the chieftain." The orc looks McGonagall said, his nostrils were in the air, waiting for McGonagall to honor him.

McGonagall pulled his mouth and shook his head. "Sorry, the restaurant is very busy and can't accept the invitation. If you have nothing, please come back."

"Ok?"

Clo's a glimpse, some incredible look to McGonagall, this guy actually refused the invitation from the Chieftain!

"You may not know that our Og tribe is the second largest tribe of the orc family, second only to the Og tribe, and the Emirates is the supreme chief of our Fak tribe. You can be invited, this is you. The glory of the supreme." Klo is full of emotions, and I can't wait for Meg to immediately feel grateful.

"Please thank me for the good intentions of the Chieftain. The Twilight Forest is far away, and we have more staff in the restaurant. It is not suitable for you. Please ask the chef." McGonagall resolutely refused.

"The road is far away? I heard that you once went to Luodu to cook for the palace of the King of the Los Angeles Empire. Isn't Luo more close to the Twilight Forest?" Crow frowned and his expression was a little unhappy.

"After all, the King of the Los Angeles Empire is the only king of the Los Angeles Empire, isn't it?" McGonagall smiled.

"You..." Crow's face turned green and red. This guy is obviously laughing at the fact that the Fake tribe is the second child. What he originally wanted to show off, turned into a ridiculous point.

"I tell you, it is your pleasure for us to invite you to the Fakkers. You are a little human chef. I dare to say anything to me. I am not afraid that I will kill you!" Crow was angry and could not wait for the wheat. The head of the grid is screwed down.

"Mae boss, need help?" Bazel just took a monkey tour to the door of the Mimi restaurant, and looked at Crow with some vigilance, then looked at Meg.

Crowe saw the gray temple uniform worn by Barzel, and thought of the warning from the previous cover. The look was a bit unnatural, and he smiled a little. He said, "Nothing, I just invited him to our tribe. Just cooking."

"This orc from the Fak tribe said that he would pinch me." McGonagall did not eat the Krona, calmly said.

Barzel looked awkward and looked at Crow's voice: "This gentleman, you are trying to hurt the residents of the city of chaos, now please cooperate with us to investigate."

Cloro changed his face and hurriedly waved: "No... No, I just made a joke. I am the special envoy of the Fake tribe, the chieftain of the Fake tribe. I specially invited the owner of the Mimi restaurant to Fak. The tribe, offering food for the coronation of the chieftain, I have great respect for this Mr. McGonagall, how can it hurt and threaten him."

"Respect? You just seem to ask me to call you Crow? When the city owner came to the restaurant to eat, he did not mention such a request." Meg smiled.

Cloo looked at Meg's face and smiled, but he thought that if he couldn't get him back, he might have to face the anger of Gary, and he could only press the anger and squeeze out. Smiled: "How come, you just call me a small Crow, I am now officially inviting you on behalf of the Fak tribe, all the rewards are good, and our Fak tribe will send a flying mount to pick you up and down, completely Don't worry about the road."

"Little clo, if you just have a good attitude, we don't have to talk about it so simple." McGonagall nodded with satisfaction, then said: "However, my appearance fee is very expensive, according to the restaurant now In business, the day is 2 million copper coins. Are you going to ask me for a few days?"

"Two million copper coins a day!" Clo's eyes stunned, almost stunned, but looked at Barzel, who was still standing aside, and reluctantly turned back the anger, smiled and said: "Look, this Can the price be less? Two million copper coins are too high."

"You Fak tribe, the second largest tribe of the orc family, the coronation of the chieftain, even spending two million to ask the chef to bargain? This makes me a little disappointed." McGonagall sighed.

"How... How can it be? Two million is two million. If you go to the Horde one day in advance to prepare, then you should count it for two days." Clo's expression is a bit unnatural, and he gave him the previous one. The budget is 100,000 copper coins. What he needs to consider now is how to explain the extra 3.9 million copper coins after going back.

McGonagall nodded with satisfaction: "Well, let's set the date. There are about twelve people on our side."

"In the morning five days later, I will pick you up in person." Clo said quickly, then turned and prepared to leave.

"Before I leave, I have to receive half of the deposit, otherwise we will not leave."

"Yes." Crow gritted his teeth, his footsteps accelerated a bit, and he thought in his heart: "When I wait for the Twilight Forest, I want you to know the cost of talking to me!"

“It seems that the guests of the Mimi restaurant have two days to eat the food made by the wheat boss.” Bazel looked at Meg and laughed. As the patrol captain of the Ash Temple in Aden Square, he and Meg are also familiar. It is.

"No way, there are always some invitations that can't be opened." McGonagall shook his head helplessly, chatted with Barzel and went back to the restaurant.

Michael’s intelligence was very accurate last night, and the people of the Fak tribe came, and invited them to the forest of sight to prepare a coronation dinner for Gat.

This means that they have obtained the legal status of entering the Fake tribe's hinterland and successfully mixed into the coronation ceremony, in line with his expectations.

It is easier to give the opponent a fatal blow when you break into the enemy.

"In this case, the couple's lungs will be postponed for a few days, as the finale on the dinner party that day." McGonagall said, taking the soaked tea upstairs.

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"Master Cyril, according to the requirements of the master, you are no longer responsible for managing all the affairs of the Morton family from today, but you have retained the position of the Chamber of Commerce." Manard looked at Cyril and announced the calm voice. The news.

Cyril sat in his chair and shook his head in an unacceptable voice: "No... Father, he can't do this to me... can't do this to me..."

"The handover of specific affairs will start tomorrow, and I hope that Master Cyril can cooperate." Manard said, some regrettedly took a look at Cyril, turned and left.