"My lord, my name is Moria, and you can also call my wife Aiwa!"

A skinny man with fair skin walked into the manager's room, dressed in fancy clothes, with gentle movements, beautiful posture, and a voice compatible with the strengths of male and female voices?

The fat man subconsciously shuddered, hugged Wendy tighter, and hurriedly ordered, "Stand over there and talk!" ”

"Yes, sir!" There was a trace of grief on Maurieva's face, but he held back strongly, and stood pitifully. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Say!" The fat man turned over the books of the Peeling Casino again. Otherwise, there is nowhere for the eyes to look!

Mori Awa was an earlier tea farmer in the Taymour Heights. A one-stop master of planting tea, picking tea, and making tea, but now this skill is useless, and there is a set of skills to serve people. Next door, a nightclub called "Nightingale" is run by Maurieva. Kidd is also considered to be a man of his ability, is it because he is unlikely to steal it?

Of course, the more important role of Maurieva is Kidd's secretary and butler, and occasionally as a spokesperson.

This thing is a bit goosebumps, could it be that the late Lord Kidd had a more chic taste?

At least, Kidd didn't have any mercenaries from Roger's training camp around him......

When the fat man ordered Sligo to call out, Maurieva entered. It seems that the nightclub business is not very busy, and the owner still comes to try his luck in the midst of his busy schedule.

"My name, my name is Willestham, and I'm the owner of a huge tavern." The third talent came in.

When the fat man looked up, the tavern owner looked in his early thirties, his expression was nervous, his eyes were rolling, he should be a shrewd and timid type. Since he can gain a foothold in the ever-changing Rogue camp, the quality of life seems to be good, and he can be regarded as quite capable.

Withestum is a native of Camp Rog and used to run a small inn to welcome adventurers from afar. These adventurers include job changers and ordinary people, and they are often more generous, and the hotel business is quite prosperous.

After the outbreak of infernal creatures, especially after the road to the east was cut off, the inn lost business. The huge tavern attached can make a small amount of money. The ale wine that has been cellared for many years is still in stock, and the baked wheat cakes and pies also have their own flavors, and they take the high-end route.

Well, the original inn was chartered to Maurieva.

In other words, Maurieva and Wysesterm are both Sligo's neighbors.

Morieva stood there without permission. Willestham stepped back as well, and asked Maurieva with what seemed to be his eyes. But Maurieva doesn't care about him, and looks unfathomable, or does it show that he has reached some tacit agreement with his new master?

"My lord, try this!" Sligo cautiously came in with a plate of fruit. There are six fruits on the plate, which look like apples, but the size looks like plums. The peel is a little wrinkled, and it seems that it has been treasured for a long time.

On the Kan Continent, it seems that you have only eaten a slice of watermelon? Owner Variif used to entertain distinguished guests. The fat man was about to reach out and give Wendy to eat, but he heard Maurieva exclaim exaggeratedly, "Alas! This apple hasn't been baked yet, so how can you let an adult eat it like that? An inferior person is an inferior person! ”

Uh, your upscale people are all roasted and eat fruit?

The fat man retracted his hand in embarrassment. Brother must be a superior person, eat a fruit, and you have to bake it first?

Come, eat an apple while it's hot, freshly baked......

"I'm sorry sir, but the conditions are really rudimentary! I've been reluctant to eat this apple, and I'm finally waiting for you to come......" Sligo held the fruit plate with trepidation, not knowing what to do.

"Wait a minute, my lord, I have it all ready!" Without waiting for the fat man to speak, Maurieva staggered out, and it didn't take long for him to pedal back again, tired and panting, and seemed to have a burst of fragrant wind?

The two women who followed behind were not panting. The woman in front of her was holding a fruit bowl, still with a lid, and the material should be some kind of metal, very thin and light, and it was polished brightly.

The woman in the back, holding a barbecue? Similar to the charcoal grill at home, it is also wiped clean. The charcoal in the stove box is red and bright, which table was it snatched from, right?

The fat man watched quietly, but Wendy was not very curious. The fat man in front of her brought her a small apple, and Wendy didn't seem to have any desire to taste it.

When the lid was lifted, there were eight small apples in the bowl, and they were in much better condition, at least not as wrinkled.

These two women are both seventeen or eighteen years old, and they look like they are plump. To say that this kind of woman is really rare in Rogge's camp. For example, the girls in the training camp, no matter how much muscle they have, there is basically no fat. Every time you eat a wheat cake, you shouldn't be able to grow muscles, and you should have a good figure.

Uh, could it be that Maurieva is a guy, and you think my brother is just a mouthful of fat?

Watch people put down dishes, Nima!

A woman fanned the charcoal fire, and a woman flipped a small apple on the barbecue. In a few moments, the little apple was roasted and crumpled, cracks appeared in the skin, and heat came out.

When the peel is browned, the woman who fanned the wind quickly beats the skin with a knife, and then uses a knife on all sides to cut off four pieces of pulp, and the core of the fruit becomes a square column.

Only then did Maurieva take matters into his own hands, put four slices of pulp on a dinner plate, and presented them to the fat man, "My lord, it's just right, please take it hot!" ”

Nima, it's really hot, and today can be regarded as an eye-opener and enjoy the exotic atmosphere......

The fat man took the fork and forked a slice to Wendy's mouth. Wendy chewed on it, looking like she was enjoying it, it didn't seem like the first time she had eaten like this?

Uh, a little noodle, a little sour, a little sweet, hot...... The fat man also crossed a piece of the entrance.

Maurieva was a little eager to try, as if he wanted to serve his master with his own hands, but he didn't dare to make a mistake.

Brother is afraid of throwing up! It's better to do it yourself, and if you're willing to eat, you'll be able to give her - ah no, he's - face......

However, he could not give all the face, and after baking a pot of two small apples, the fat man ordered Moriaeva to let the woman go.

"Yes, sir!" The corners of Maurieva's eyes twitched, and he obeyed the order. These two top brands were snatched from two private rooms, and they still don't seem to be to the taste of adults? I'm really desperate......

"How's the nightclub business?" After the two untasteful women left, the fat man asked.

"My lord, business is not good! They are all poor ghosts, and they don't have money to have fun! "Maurieva grumbled and stomped his cheeks.

"If it's not good, then don't do it." The fat man said lightly, and gently waved his hand to help Wendy fan the wind.

Yes, Wendy took over the work of baking apples by herself, and enjoyed it all at once.

Even more enjoyable than eating.

What's going on?

"My lord, the profit now is three thousand gold coins per month. I'm going to work hard to reach 5,000 next month! Maurieva was crying and trembling a little. In a hurry, even his voice returned to his male ......

It's much better that way. The fat man ignored Maurieva and turned to Willestham, "Where are you?" ”

"Back to my lord! My business here is not stable, and I can't compare with these two. However, five hundred gold coins per month is still guaranteed. Wysestam said apprehensively.

The fat man nodded, the tavern is basically a normal business, the casino and the night club are out of the way, and it is normal for there to be a gap in income.

However, the income of these three businesses is about zero!

I made so much effort -- well, no effort -- just for the sake of these two jujubes?

"How did you get into Kidd before?" The fat man asked patiently, and he really had the urge to walk away.

"It's all yours, it's all your income!" It was Sligo who answered first.

Maurieva glared at Sligo hatefully. Wysestum was third. However, the meaning is the same thing, and Kidd is very sensible.

"How do you divide it?" The fat man munched on the hot apple Wendy brought to his mouth and continued to ask quietly.

"Lord Kidd usually takes eighty percent ......" This time it was Wisestram who took the lead.

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