In a dimly lit secret room, an oil lamp was lit on a square table.

A stocky dwarf of square stature and an old, emaciated goblin sat on either side of a square table containing only a bottle of wine, two glasses, and a handful of peanuts.

"The Iron Fort Eisen has closed all entrances and exits, and all personnel of other races have been repatriated, and even if the race war starts again, we are confident that the Iron Fort will not be breached." The dwarf grabbed his glass and took a long sip of wine, his voice loud.

"For us goblins, war is just a way to make money, and the trade in weapons and food will be greatly increased in war, and since five years ago, we have stockpiled enough food, and we can sell your weapons wherever they are needed." The old goblin grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow-black teeth.

"But this time the dragons seem to be taking peace talks too seriously, and it is difficult for them to be involved in a race war, so why should they be so concerned? You know, they have a long history of disdain for other races. The dwarf poured himself wine, frowning and confused.

"I can't guess what those stupid big guys are thinking right now." The goblin smiled and said: "If we can continue the peace for another hundred years, it will also be a good thing for our two clans, the city of chaos and the railway built by our clan have completed the first trial operation, although I have not ridden it yet, but I heard them say that it is a big car that only needs to eat coal mines to run, and it will never get tired, it should change the current way of freight, and bring new trade opportunities." ”

"Although the demon clan and the orc clan have fallen into chaos recently, the Los Empire will not easily give up the opportunity to start a war, the speed at which humans have become stronger in the past hundred years is amazing, and Alex alone is enough to make many dragons fearful."

"But in the past hundred years, there has been an Alex, not to mention that now the Los Empire has personally pushed him to the opposite side." The goblin grinned, "Now he and Irina are on the side of the City of Chaos. ”

"So this time, which side are you goblins on?" The dwarf asked, staring at the goblin.

"We are always on the side of interests." The goblin was still smiling.

……

On the first floor of the restaurant, McGonagall, who was sitting by the window, put down the book in her hand, looked at Irina who appeared in the dining room and said, "Amy has already slept, do you want to eat something?" ”

Irina thought for a moment and said, "I can have some crayfish and beer, and it would be better if I had some more kebabs." ”

"Okay, you can sit down and rest for a while." McGonagall got up and walked towards the kitchen, grabbing an apron and tying it up.

"I'm going to watch you cook." Irina followed to the kitchen door, leaning against the door frame and looking at him with a smile.

McGonagall first lit the barbecue grill, put in the charcoal and waited for the fire to rise, then took the net pocket and fished two crayfish from the fish tank, looked back at Irina and said, "How many do you want to eat?" ”

"Two, spicy crayfish." Irina replied without hesitation.

Looking at the beautiful smile on her face, with a vague girlish shyness, McGonagall actually felt a little cute......

McGonagall fished two more crayfish for herself, and thought about whether to order some oysters from the system.

"Charcoal-grilled oysters, man's gas station! A woman's beauty salon! ”

"Selected deep-sea top oysters, 1,000 copper coins! Hurry up! ”

The system's voice suddenly rang out in McGonagall's head.

"This kind of nonsense, you can deceive the children." McGonagall rolled her eyes.

"Host, this is based on traditional Chinese medicine, according to the "Compendium of Materia Medica", oysters can be ......"

"Half price, I'll do two." McGonagall interrupted the system.

"Deal!" The system is refreshing.

"Ding! Twenty-four oysters have been delivered! ”

"Twelve thousand copper coins have been deducted!"

McGonagall looked at the two dozen extra oysters in the corner of the tank and reached out to lift them up.

These oysters are large and uniform, each the size of an adult's palm, and the case is as white and clean as a shell, and I don't know if this oyster growing in the deep sea is so clean.

"What is this?" Irina stepped forward and asked with some curiosity.

"This is an oyster that I bought during the day, and it is said that it tastes good when grilled." McGonagall replied, taking the fathead fish and starting to process the shrimp and oysters.

Roasted oysters must have a name in the barbecue rivers and lakes, and a bite of delicious grilled oysters with garlic is McGonagall's favorite, and the taste is unforgettable in retrospect.

"You say yes, you can't be wrong." Irina nodded, leaned against the door and looked at McGonagall who was handling the ingredients, and said, "I went to meet two people today. ”

"Who did you see?"

Glancing at Qiao Xiu from afar, Richard's old dog was following him, so he didn't make a move. However, they were attacked by a group of mysterious people on the way here, among which there were two tenth-level powerhouses, who seemed to be from the demon clan, far away, and they didn't see clearly, but they didn't succeed. Irina said.

"Sean wouldn't be stupid enough to attack Qiao Xiu at this juncture, but if Qiao Xiu dies unexpectedly, it will cause a lot of shock to the situation in the Los Empire." McGonagall smiled, "That's a good thing." ”

"Qiao Xiu is accompanied by two great magicians and a tenth-level knight on this trip, but it is not easy to assassinate." Irina pouted.

"Then leave him alive for a while, if he dies at this time, Sean becomes the sole successor, the Los Empire will start a war sooner or later, and his ambitions are greater than Qiao Xiu." McGonagall put the processed shrimp aside, put the oil into a large pot, cook until it is 70% hot, pour in the ginger and garlic prepared before and stir-fry until fragrant, sprinkle in a large handful of dried chili, pepper and other spices and stir-fry.

The spicy fragrance gradually thickened, the crayfish immediately entered the pot, turned on the fire, held the spatula in one hand, and grabbed the ears of the pot with the other hand, after a stir-fry, the black and cyan crayfish gradually turned red, and the fragrance gradually became stronger, at this time, pour two large glasses of beer, cover the pot, and wait for the spicy crayfish to come out of the pot.

When it was time for the crayfish to come out of the pan, McGonagall took a piece of lamb from the refrigerator, chopped it into square pieces, put it on with a bamboo skewer, brushed the hot grill with a thin layer of oil, and placed a large handful of lamb skewers on the grill.

As soon as the mutton mixed with fat meat is on the grill, it begins to sizzle with oil, and the aroma of roast mutton is gradually released.

On this side there was lamb roasting, and on the other side McGonagall found a gap to pry open the oyster shell, perhaps because it was produced in the deep sea, the oyster looked extremely clean inside and out, the oyster meat was full of juice, and a faint smell of the sea wafted in, revealing the freshness of the freshly fished out of the sea.

"A kind of shell?" Irina asked curiously again.

"Yes, it can be understood that way." McGonagall nodded, placed the pried oysters on the grill, and began to make the garlic.

Controlling a kitchen that serves hundreds of people has given McGonagall the ability to multitask, and now she cooks three foods at the same time and prepares her own ingredients.

"My man, sure enough, went to the hall and got down to the kitchen." Irina, who was standing at the door of the kitchen, nodded in satisfaction.