Chapter 55: Thrall's Business
On the evening of August 11, the Jinan City evening news reported such a news.
Mr. Li, who lives in Xinghu District, Jinan City, filed a police complaint against the Dwarf Elf Restaurant because of its delicious food. Mr. Li said that after eating the stew that day, he began drooling at the mere thought of it. He felt enervated at work the next day, constantly craving more. He believes he's become addicted to the soup and suspects the restaurant of putting poppy shells in it. Police immediately launched an investigation and confirmed that the restaurant's food contained no harmful or prohibited substances. Mr. Li's symptoms were simply due to the food being so delicious.
After seeing this news, netizens burst into laughter.
——Hahaha, I’ve already thought of it. This item will definitely be on the list of the year-end Stupid News Awards.
—Hahaha, this is killing me! The stew at the Dwarf Elf Restaurant has only been on sale for three days! If there really were poppy shells in it, Mr. Li wouldn't have metabolized them yet! Wouldn't a blood test tell?
——Even if poppy shells are really put in it, you won’t be addicted after eating it once or twice. If Mr. Li eats more than ten bowls at a time, just ignore what I said.
——Hahahaha, I think even the police would find this report outrageous.
——It made me laugh to death. I was in the Dwarf Restaurant when the police came. The stew from the next table had just arrived, and the person involved in the news followed the police in, shouting that the stew must have contained poppy. I thought no one would dare to eat it, but when the people at the next table saw the police coming to check, they didn't even bother to savor the soup slowly. They just picked up their bowls and gulped it down. Hahaha.
——I was there too, and I could see that everyone was confused. The furries in the restaurant were also very angry. One of them was shouting that this was a slander against someone's innocence, and his fur was so mad that it stood up, which was very cute.
——I’ve only eaten ordinary dishes at the Dwarf Restaurant before, and have never tried this stew. I’m very curious, is it really that delicious?
——As mentioned above, if the ordinary dishes in the Dwarf Elf Restaurant are delicious, then this stew is super delicious and on a human level. It is really worth spending a hundred yuan!
——I'm really curious about where Fantasy Park found the chef. My family is considered wealthy, and we usually eat out in more expensive restaurants. We go to Fantasy Park just for their skills. We originally went to the Dwarf Restaurant just because the kids liked it, and it was convenient because it was in the park. I didn't expect the food to taste so good, not inferior to Michelin restaurants at all. Both Chinese and Western food were well-made, and there were some combinations that looked devilish, but the taste was unexpectedly good, especially the stew that has been very popular recently. Even my grandma said it was good, and my grandma is notoriously picky about food.
Some netizens clicked on the homepage of this comment and found that this person is indeed a genuine rich second-generation, the son of a large domestic food group. His Weibo updates are either about various luxury cars and watches, checking in at various big restaurants, or promoting what new food they have launched.
The Internet environment these days is not as good as before, and the trend of admiring the strong and the rich is a bit serious. When netizens saw that this was a real rich second-generation praising, it did not seem like an advertisement for Fantasy Park, let alone the words of a water army, so they became more yearning for the Dwarf Restaurant in Fantasy Park.
——It would be great if a fantasy park opened right next to my house.
I don’t know how many people have made the above exclamation.
Late at night, as netizens clamored for a fantasy paradise and a dwarf restaurant, in another world, in the dwarf settlement, Chief Huo Huoqi paced worriedly in his living room, occasionally glancing at the teleportation array in the center of town. Several other dwarves were beside him, eagerly anticipating the event.
According to their agreement with Fantasy Park, today is the day when the dwarfs who were sent out to work return from vacation.
Strictly speaking, this world does not have the concept of weeks, but there is a moon in their sky, and the time calendar is also based on the waxing and waning of the moon.
In the past seven days, Fantasy Paradise has indeed abided by the agreement. Whenever monsters emerge from the rift in the abyss, they will first be attracted by the teleportation array at the entrance of the town. Occasionally, a few monsters slip through the net, and their levels are very low, which can be easily eliminated by the dwarfs.
After observing for several days, the dwarves were sure that the teleportation array was safe, so they finally left the underground cave and began to renovate the abandoned town. The town with two teleportation arrays was voted by the dwarves as the new capital. As the renovation of the town progressed faster and faster, the dwarves' trust in the fantasy park also increased a lot unconsciously. However, when the agreed time came, the dwarves did not return for a long time, which still made them feel uneasy.
Another dwarf said, "Chief, don't worry. Fantasy Paradise is so powerful. If they really want to harm our people, there is no reason for them to go through so much trouble."
Huo Huoqi nodded. At this moment, the teleportation array opposite the hall lit up, and one after another dwarfs came out of the teleportation array carrying large and small bags. Huo Huoqi and other dwarfs hurried over and saw that in the light of the teleportation array, the thirty dwarfs had all returned, and it seemed that not only did they not suffer, but they had gained a lot of weight.
Huo Huoqi finally let go of his worries and began to ask the dwarves about their experiences.
The dwarfs who finally returned home immediately started talking about their experiences in the fantasy park. The thirty furry elves gathered together, and their voices were like thirty overlapping waves. Huo Huoqi could only hear a loud noise in his ears, and each voice was very loud. In fact, he could not hear anything clearly.
"Stop!" Hohochi gave an order, asking the dwarves to be quiet, and then asked Hohoda to come out and speak on their behalf.
Hohoda, who was chosen, was very excited and told everything he had seen and heard.
"We go to that place and make food. Every day, many human customers come in and order food."
"It's not hard, it's not hard. We don't need to inject much supernatural power. It's very easy!"
"The working hours are not long. We work from 8 am to 7 pm."
"The director is not scary at all. He is very powerful and kind."
"Those human guests were a bit strange, they liked to stare at us making food from outside the glass window."
"I can't tell what country this is from. The clothes and customs are something I've never seen before. Furthermore, the craftsmanship of making extraordinary props there is extremely advanced. Even ordinary people can own one. And their extraordinary props aren't crude at all. They can be used to contact people over long distances, take photos, record images, listen to music, and watch plays. "
"We all want a Ho Ho, but we don't dare tell the director because those extraordinary props must be very expensive."
"But the director allowed us to buy some gifts and bring them back!"
"We brought the restaurant's stew pot, Chief. This is the most important thing. The director of the Fantasy Park was incredibly generous. He gave us a cookbook that contains the wisdom of countless masters. After a few days of research, our supernatural powers have increased dramatically!"
The dwarfs excitedly took out the cookbook. Huo Huoqi was also shocked. He held the cookbook reverently with his two paws, but did not dare to open it. He first held it high above his head to let the moonlight shine on it fully, and then he put it in front of his eyes to look at it carefully.
Under the moonlight, the colorful cover and title of the cookbook shone brightly - "A Complete Collection of Home Cooking Recipes".
***
The next morning, Chi Yizheng's Elf Restaurant welcomed a new Fluffy.
Compared with the previous batch of fluffy fur, this time there are more mixed furs, some are mixed with gray and white, some are mixed with black and orange, and some are mixed with three colors, but the leaders are still the pure white Hohoda and the pure black Hohoga.
Hohoda said to the director very seriously, "Among our dwarven tribe, the purer the supernatural power, the brighter and more uniform the fur color. Those with two or more fur colors were born with congenital deficiencies. They are the imperfect members of our tribe who were forced to study underground. After careful consideration, our tribe leader hopes to send them here for further training. But don't worry, director, the restaurant doesn't need too many dishes that condense supernatural power. Their level is more than enough to meet the restaurant's daily needs."
Hohoda looked very nervous, with his curled ears standing up nervously. He said that if the director did not agree, they would immediately replace these people.
Chi Yizhen had no reason to disagree, so he quickly said, "It's okay, it's okay. My restaurant just needs some chefs and waiters. You just need to do your job well and meet the customers' requirements."
Hohoda finally breathed a sigh of relief and solemnly gave the director a dwarf elf thank you salute.
Chi Yizheng was also quite happy. He didn't expect that the dwarves would describe working in the restaurant as further study. With this change of wording, the restaurant seemed inexplicably upscale.
He was very happy to be able to help the cute furries. After eating the breakfast that the furries had carefully prepared for him, he left with a happy step.
Not long after Chi Yizheng left, Sal arrived.
When they saw Sal, the furries were more nervous than when they saw the headmaster.
After all, the headmaster had always been very easy-going, while Thrall always acted picky and indifferent every time he came to the dwarf restaurant.
Of course, this didn't make them think the director was easier to talk to than Sal. In their view, Sal was the director's subordinate, and his every word and action represented the director's will. If the phrase "beating with a stick and then giving a sweet date" could be used to describe this practice of combining kindness and severity, then the director was the sweet date, and Sal was the stick.
Thrall took a long stride and sat down on a chair in front of Hohoda. "My dad... my boss has provided you with valuable work experience and a way to improve your extraordinary powers. He even allowed you to bring a bunch of idiots here for further training. Shouldn't you show some appreciation?"
Huo Huoda's heart tightened, and he thought to himself, as expected, there is no free lunch in the world.
He said respectfully, "Yes, Lord Thrall, as long as we, the dwarf elves, can do it, we will obey your arrangements."
Thrall surveyed him from head to toe and said something incoherent, "The big ones are cute, but the cubs must be even cuter!"
Hohoda: ???
Thrall: "I'm planning to open a paid project in the park and let the cubs of your tribe come and work there!"
Hohoda said nervously, "The cub can't do anything...it just loves to play."
Sal: "That's okay, they can just play with the customers."
Hohoda: ???
Sarr was clearly well prepared. "You could open a hot springs center and provide puppies with back rubs and mud scrubbing services. There could also be a pup petting park where customers could pay to pet the puppies. There would also be services like combing, feeding, and nail clipping for a fee."
Hohoda: ...
What is he saying? Is he sure he's not saying the opposite?
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