"What does the restaurant association say?" In the leather sofa, Cyril was still playing with the flower snake, looking at Mars and asked.

"Director Stanley said that it is still verifying, and we will be notified of the results when they are available." Mars bowed his head slightly.

"Verify? Does this kind of thing still need to be verified? Stanley, this guy seems to be short of money again, and wants to get some money from us, send him ten dragon coins, and let him solve this matter as soon as possible. Cyril pursed his lips and said with a somewhat unkind face: "This McRice restaurant is not a good person, and only the next day, two dishes have entered the top 30 and four dishes have entered the top 50, so if this continues, more people will come to complain, which is really annoying." ”

"Okay." Mars nodded, hesitated for a moment, and said, "But Second Young Master, if this restaurant is on the list based on his real skills, he may be directly removed from the list, maybe it will cause some bad trouble." ”

"Really? Heh, real skills are the least valuable things in this world, can a small restaurant still wrestle with our Aden Chamber of Commerce? Cyril pouted with some disdain, his finger lightly tapped on the head of the flower snake, and pinched the snake's head, "Prepare 100 dragon coins, if Stanley's side can't solve it, send it directly to Warren, this old thing has not eaten less money from us over the years, and it is getting more and more difficult to feed." ”

"If it's 100 dragon coins, do I need to ask the elder for instructions?" Mars didn't immediately nod his head, but looked at Cyril and asked.

"Do you need to ask the president for instructions for 100 dragon coins? It's just a small amount of money, and the money we have stuffed into the restaurant association over the years is no less than 10,000 dragon coins, right? Cyril raised his eyes to look at Mars, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was slightly cold: "Cyril, you have to remember who you are now, the president is already old, and I will be the president in the future." ”

"Yes, Second Young Master." Mars bowed his head and said respectfully.

"How so...... Could it be that the food rankings of Aden Square have been controlled by the Aden Chamber of Commerce over the years? How so? Outside the door, Gloria, wearing a black gauze hat, took two steps back and looked in the direction of the president's room with a look of disbelief.

She had come to Jeffrey today, and she had an idea about what she had said at the dinner table, so she wanted to tell Jeffrey in person.

But unexpectedly, she heard a conversation between Cyril and Mars, a conversation that was completely beyond her imagination.

Although she didn't like her patriarchal grandfather, it is undeniable that Jeffrey, who started from scratch and built a great foundation in the City of Chaos in just a few decades, is indeed a legend enough to write the history of the City of Chaos.

The Buffett family's money is enviable, and the Aden Chamber of Commerce is to let the merchants of the chaotic city enter the sight of the Nolan continent and become the best among them.

So in Gloria's mind, there is still admiration and respect for Jeffrey, but now hearing the conversation between Cyril and Mars seems to make her see the darkness under the glory of the Aden Chamber of Commerce, and this contrast makes her a little uncomfortable for a while.

"Who's out there?" Cyril suddenly looked in the direction of the doorway and spoke up.

Gloria looked panicked, and quickly lifted the hem of her skirt and turned around and walked out.

Mars opened the door and came out, just in time to see Gloria's side face disappearing around the corner, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but his face did not change much.

"Who is it?" Cyril put down the flower snake in his hand, looked at Mars and asked.

"Second young master, there is no one outside, maybe it is the fat cat who has come to steal it again." Mars closed the door and shook his head.

"No, this matter must be told to Boss Mai, the food in Maimi's restaurant is obviously so delicious, and it has a magical effect, even if it occupies the top five on the list, it is not surprising, but now it is going to be removed from the list because of the intervention of the Aden Chamber of Commerce, which is too unfair, this should not be what the Aden Chamber of Commerce should be." Gloria shook her head, glanced back at the majestic building of the Aden Chamber of Commerce, slowly clenched her fists, her eyes gradually became firm, and she whispered to herself: "No, the Aden Chamber of Commerce should not be like this, if it can only develop in this direction in Cyril's hands, then let me pick it up again after my father has put it down, who said that women must be worse than men!" ”

……

McGonagall doesn't have much of a sense of the sweet and salty tofu brain rushing into the top 50, anyway, his goal is just to have a dish in the top 30 and complete the task.

During the afternoon break, McGonagall visited the new blacksmith's shop, which was similar in size to the original one, but the front display room was smaller, and the work area at the back was enlarged, with a furnace and a larger blacksmith.

The bare-chested deer was meticulously wielding a large iron hammer under the guidance of Mo Bai, and a red-hot square piece of iron on the iron platform was getting smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye, and every time the hammer fell, there was a muffled sound of a bell, as if the eardrums were vibrating.

"Well, yes, you can just slice this piece of iron today." Mo Bai nodded with satisfaction, and also picked up the sledgehammer and continued to hammer the half-finished long sword in front of him.

Originally, he was not going to accept apprentices, but this stupid big man looked stupid, but the serious energy and sharp hands and feet of the work still made him quite appreciated, the advice given by Boss Mai seemed to be very feasible, but to make the finished product, to meet the requirements he said, it must take a lot of time, if the store can have more helpers, the efficiency can be improved a lot, and more time can be squeezed out to study the stability of the gunpowder.

"Boss Mobai, will you start work today?" McGonagall stood outside the door, feeling the temperature on her face, a little surprised.

Yesterday, those dwarven craftsmen spent a day and a night to rebuild the blacksmith shop, which had already surprised him, but he didn't expect that this had just been rebuilt, and Mo Bai had already begun to work with Lulu.

"It's Boss Mai, there are a few orders in a hurry, this can start, of course it can't be stopped." Mo Bai put down the hammer, stomped on the ground with a smile and said: "And this time I didn't let them dig tunnels, I will go to the outskirts of the city to have a look after this batch of goods is ready, and make a place where no one is doing experiments." ”

"Well, that's good." McGonagall smiled and nodded, and looked at the blacksmith's shop, with the inky technology, coupled with the magic flame of this world, it is still very promising to forge qualified steel, and then discuss with him about making a steam engine, it should be no problem.

"Okay, I won't disturb your work." McGonagall retracted her gaze, spoke, and turned to leave, he actually came to see if Mo Bai's neighbor was still planning to do something, after hearing him say this, he was immediately relieved, at least when he slept at night, he didn't have to worry about being blown up to the sky inexplicably.

"Sunshine, that's good." McGonagall came out of the blacksmith's shop, the warm autumn sun shining on her body, making people comfortably want to close her eyes and sleep, McGonagall looked at the countdown to the tofu brain task in her mind: 6/10, and the big wheel that people were looking forward to seemed to be coming.