The frost dragon spits flames, the abyssal demons roll on the ground, the forest trolls the grass out of their heads, and the dwarves leap up and hit the giant's knees......

Chaotic and noisy voices sounded in the restaurant one after another, and the representatives of all ethnic groups representing the faces of all ethnic groups, in the face of that perverted spicy, were still defeated after all, and they were not able to protect their faces.

"Yes...... This taste, spicy is so perverted! ”

Some of the embarrassed delegates finally returned to their seats, and their unkind eyes looked in the direction of the kitchen.

"This bastard...... Isn't it...... Did you poison the dish?! Destruction Demon Westin said with his lips furled high, a little annoyed.

The representatives of other ethnic groups also wrote that they were annoyed, and the shelves that were put up in the morning would be considered to be broken.

"Uncle duckbill, don't talk nonsense, my father doesn't poison the dish, it's obviously the perverted spicy you ordered, but it's not perverted enough, how can you blame others." Amy, who was lying behind the counter and laughing for a while, said with a serious face.

"Duck ...... Uncle Duckbill? Westin glared and looked back at Irina, anger rising.

"Her teachers are Crassus and Julian." A clansman next to him reminded in a low voice.

Westin's anger gradually decreased again, and he tried to squeeze out a little smile: "It's okay, this nickname is good......"

"Ladies and gentlemen, Boss Mai is the best chef in the City of Chaos, and he is also a very professional chef, I can guarantee that there will be no problems with the food." Michael stood up, and said with a smile of helplessness: "It's just that you are really courageous, you have a perverted and spicy hot pot early in the morning, and after carrying the initial discomfort, you should be able to see the true meaning of deliciousness, give up now, I think you will regret it." ”

With Michael's endorsement and the city of chaos as a guarantee, the delegates gave up.

In fact, no one thinks that the city of chaos will do anything in the meal, but after suffering the baptism of perverted spicy, they have a little bit of a feeling of lingering feelings.

"That duck intestine seems to be really good...... Even such a heavy spicy flavor can't hide its original taste, and the crisp texture is even more amazing, making people want to have another one. The dwarf representative smacked his lips, said with some unfinished meaning, and picked up two duck intestines and put them in the pot and shook them.

"Well, although it is a little spicy, the taste of this hairy belly is really good, a thin layer, but it is exceptionally crispy, a little special." The representative of the goblin clan nodded, directly poured the whole plate of hairy belly into the pot, held a chopstick in one hand, and with an amazing hand speed, more than a dozen pieces of hairy belly successively obtained a second of airtime in the air, repeated seven times, and then picked up and fed it to the mouth one by one, chewing quite satisfied.

"This chopsticks ......" The forest troll carefully pinched the chopsticks that were not as long as his fingers with two thick fingers, tried for a while, put the chopsticks aside, took out a thin wooden skewer out of nowhere, put the meat and vegetables on the wooden skewers, and then put a whole handful into the pot, waited for a while, grabbed a bamboo skewer and ate it, the pleasure was no worse than that of the person who ate with chopsticks on the side.

"It's ...... The founder of the skewers? McGonagall watched this scene from the kitchen and couldn't help but exclaim: Talent!

As Michael said, after surviving the initial discomfort, the representatives of all ethnic groups gradually found the joy of shabu-shabu and were completely conquered by the deliciousness of hot pot.

It's just a simple cut of ingredients, put them in a pot according to the method in the guide, and when you take them out, it becomes a delicacy, like a magic trick.

"Shuffled......

Qiao Xiu ate enoki mushrooms one bite after another, his eyebrows gradually raised, as Vanessa said, as long as you don't stop taking one bite after another, the throat won't have time to react to the spicy taste, this kind of perverted feeling of being chased is really addictive.

The resentment of the representatives of each ethnic group was eliminated, and they gradually sank into the harmonious atmosphere of shabu-shabu, and there was even a phenomenon of exchanging their favorite ingredients.

To eat hot pot, beer is naturally indispensable.

Representatives of various ethnic groups, who had been dominated by the spicy taste for a long time, finally remembered that they could order something to drink, and beer naturally became the first choice.

A large glass of cold beer with rich foam, one bite into the throat, instantly suppresses the hot feeling, that refreshing feeling, like being splashed with a basin of ice water in the hot summer, the heart is cold, and the heart is flying.

"Cool!" Franklin took a sip of a large glass of beer, turned his head to look at Yabei Mia and said, "Little girl, give me a big barrel directly from this bar, and I don't feel good to drink one small glass after another." ”

"This ......," Abei Mia looked in the direction of the kitchen, a large barrel of beer would cost a lot of money.

McGonagall nodded slightly to Mia.

"Okay, please wait." Yabei Mia nodded slightly, and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

"Apprentice, bring a barrel to the master, this wine is really good." Louis followed.

"I want a bucket too." Douglas blushed and followed.

Immediately after that, the representatives of the forest trolls and orcs all said that they wanted large barrels of beer.

Although McGonagall felt that it was not good to drink too much wine early in the morning, since she even served the perverted spicy hot pot, there was no reason not to drink to others, so she met all the demands of everyone.

"Does this cost more?" Michael asked in a whisper as he looked at the representatives of the various clans who were holding the barrel and gulping and drinking, and asked in a whisper to Dix beside him.

"Boss Mai didn't say it, and we didn't dare to ask." Dicks shook his head, looked at the representatives of various ethnic groups with a little concern, and whispered, "Now I'm a little worried about whether the delegates will get drunk, it's just breakfast......"

"Don't worry, you can't get drunk." Michael shook his head disappreciatively.

Good wine and good food are entertained, and the atmosphere in the restaurant is gradually harmonious, and the atmosphere of tension at the door of the restaurant is almost eliminated.

At the end of the one-hour meal time, the dining cars around the representatives of all ethnic groups were basically emptied, and many people were full of burps.

"At the end of the meal, I wish you all a smooth meeting."

McGonagall smiled and said to everyone, the hot pot was withdrawn, one person served a glass of warm water, and McGonagall led the group of McMie Restaurant to officially leave, and the restaurant was specially designed for the venue.

"Father, aren't we going to have a meeting?" Amy followed McGonagall out the door, asking curiously.

"Yes, we don't have to have a meeting, it's their business." McGonagall laughed and shook her head, threw the ugly duckling into the basket, and stepped on the bike, "Let's go, I'll send you to Daphne to play, Dad has a lot to do today, and he may not have time to play with you." ”

"Okay!" Amy nodded obediently and climbed into the back seat of the bike and sat down.

In the restaurant, the aroma of hot pot gradually dissipated, and the delegates leaned back on their chairs contentedly, enjoying the comfort and laziness after sweating.

At this time, Michael got up and looked at the delegates present with a smile: "Everyone, after breakfast, it's time for us to talk about business." ”