"Sister, the meat here is so cheap, and the vegetables are so expensive." Lixiang looked at the large skewers of meat skewers and the small plate of celery on the table and said to her sister.
Taoxiang also feels that the meat here is too cheap, but the prices of the vegetables are ridiculously expensive.
Long Fei explained, "Russo-Soviet Republic Their huge land area is suitable for grazing, but not suitable for growing crops. Many fruits and vegetables need to be imported from abroad, which results in a huge price difference between their meat and vegetables."
Taoxiang looked at the prices of soda and wine on the menu, frowned and said, "Their soda is more expensive than wine."
"The main reason is that most of their country is covered with snow, and wine can warm you up better than soda. So they have opened more wineries than sodas. Today, many people also make their own wine. By the way, in terms of vegetables, although most of them are imported, potatoes are not imported, because they use most of the land that can be planted to grow wine raw materials and potatoes. Potatoes are also the vegetables that can absorb the most calories among vegetables."
Then there were many dishes on the table for three people, all of which were meat-based, such as roasted leg of lamb, skewers, steak, a large plate of crabs and lobsters, a small plate of salad and a large plate of mashed potatoes.
Lixiang was too young to drink, so he ordered a large glass of soda for Lixiang. A bottle of Russo-Soviet Republic flesh-colored vodka liquor came on the table, with an alcohol concentration of 45 degrees.
Taoxiang asked, "After ordering so many dishes, can we finish eating? Besides, won't drinking affect our work?"
"There will be other people coming later, and the wine is just to warm us up. Don't you think we are very cold here even wearing cold clothes?" Long Fei finished speaking and poured a small glass and gave it to Taoxiang.
"Indeed." Taoxiang took a sip and drank it, with an ugly expression on his face, "Wow, why is this wine so strong?"
"Alcohol at 45 degrees is not strong."
Taoxiang looked at Long Fei with wide eyes, Long Fei smiled and asked, "Drink, does your body feel warm?"
"It's a little warm."
At this time, two men and two women, soldiers in officer uniforms, walked into the restaurant and sat at the Long Fei table to order.
Then a few more people came in, Anton, Zhou Ya, Zhou Na and Pani, all sitting at the table Long Fei.
When the four officers saw Anton, they all looked shocked and whispered.
Second Lieutenant Blond Man asked the blue-haired male Second Lieutenant: "Nipok, didn't Anton say that he was disabled in an accident?"
"Karis, how do I know?"
The black-haired female ensign asked the red-haired female ensign, "Ivan, did your family receive anything from Anton? How did Anton come forward?"
"Marina, it is said that Anton underwent some kind of advanced surgery so that Anton could return to normal."
Karis found a postcard with Anton's picture printed on it from his military uniform. Taking the postcard, he walked up to Anton and asked for his signature.
Anton looked at Karis, took the postcard with a smile, and picked up the pen to sign.
Karis saw the bulge on the back of Anton's neck, and deliberately pointed at the back of his neck and asked falsely, "Mr. Anton, what's wrong with the back of your neck?"
Anton glanced at Long Fei quickly, and Long Fei nodded. This move could not be concealed from Karis.
Anton pulled down the back collar to reveal the terminal device and said, "This is what can make me stand up again."
"Excuse me, what is this?"
Anton smiled and said, "This is a company secret, no comment."
Ivan took out his mobile phone and sent a message to his superiors and family under the table.
The Long Fei table began to feast on the food on the table, while Ivan stared at the people at the Long Fei table from time to time, especially seeing a trace of pity flash in Lixiang's eyes.
"Skywing Mercenary Group can throw such a young child into the battlefield with all his heart. Skywing Mercenary Group is really a group of scumbags." Ivan thought to himself.
The dining table came in again, a group of seven people.
The leader, a blond young man wearing a mink coat, walked over when he saw a table of people at Ivan.
"Ivan, I didn't expect to meet you here."
Ivan looked very disgusted. It seemed that she hated this blond young man. "Boris, what are you doing here?"
Boris knew that Ivan was very disgusted with him, but he still deliberately said disgustingly, "Of course I come here to eat, what? Can't my fiancé come and say hello to his fiancée?"
"Oris, I have never agreed to a family marriage!" Ivan screamed.
Everyone in the restaurant saw Ivan's side.
Boris continued to tease, "If you don't agree, just protest with your family. Is there any use in arguing here?"
Ivan was so angry that his face was red, but he was speechless. Other colleagues quickly comforted Ivan.
One of Boris's subordinates pointed at the table of Long Fei and said, "Master Boris, don't you think this is Anton?"
Boris's eyes lit up when he saw Anton. The family had received information that Anton had undergone some kind of surgery by Skywing Mercenary Group and returned to normal.
Boris quickly took out his business card and placed it in front of Anton. Anton smiled and politely refused.
Boris said to Anton, "Mr. Anton, GD Company (Guaranteed delivery) is willing to hire Mr. Anton at a high price."
"No, thank you for your company's love, but I am very happy here at Skywing Mercenary Group and have never thought about leaving." Anton continued to refuse.
Boris still refused to give up and said, "Mr. Anton is probably worried about the liquidated damages. We GD Company can be responsible for the liquidated damages, and we are more willing to offer a very high salary to Mr. Anton."
Anton still refused. "No, no matter how high the price Mr. Boris asks, I, Anton, will never betray Skywing Mercenary Group. Without Skywing Mercenary Group, I Anton is useless in this life. To me, Skywing Mercenary Group is my reborn parent. It goes against my principles to abandon Skywing Mercenary Group." Anton also expressed his principles.
Everyone at the Ivan table nodded and looked at Anton with respect, fully agreeing and appreciating his principles.
Boris, however, looked at Anton's principles and said with disdain, "Can principles be used as food? Besides, Skywing Mercenary Group is not big in scale. How much salary can it offer you?"
Anton stood up directly from the chair, exuding an extremely fierce aura and said, "Mr. Boris, you are a businessman, and you can abandon all principles for the sake of profit, but I Anton can't do it. Besides, when I was lying in the hospital, any of you came to care about me Anton, have you ever said a word of condolences? It was Skywing Mercenary Group who accepted me and made me reborn. Now that you see me reborn, you just want to pick it up. Do you think I am the same as you businessmen? You can break your promise for money!" Anton slapped his hand heavily on the table.
Boris was startled and took a step back. Seeing Anton being so "unreformed", he said angrily, "Mr. Anton, I sincerely invite you. I didn't expect you to be so ignorant..." Before he could say anything, a plate hit Boris's head.
With a "bang" sound, Boris fell to the ground, covering his head with his hands and screaming.
It turns out that it was Zhou Ya who hit Boris with a plate.
Boris's followers quickly helped Boris up, and one of the followers punched Zhou Ya in the face.
But Zhou Ya was quick-sighted and subdued the follower with a single joint operation. Zhou Na kicked the subdued follower on the head hard, knocking him unconscious.
Lixiang clapped her hands and applauded. Taoxiang immediately reached out and covered her sister's eyes, saying, "You are not allowed to look, and you are not allowed to learn."
Boris, whose forehead was bleeding, shouted with a ferocious face, "Asshole!" when the follower was about to take action.
"Hey!" The owner of the restaurant stopped them directly and warned with a shotgun in his hand, "If you want to fight, ask me first if I agree with the shotgun!"
Boris's group saw the shotgun in the restaurant owner's hand and planned to stop, but Long Fei stood up and suggested to the restaurant owner. "Boss, I heard that you Russo-Soviet Republic like to use shotguns. "Long Fei pointed to an empty table and suggested. "Move that empty table and have a fight in a temporary arena. Whoever loses will be responsible for the restaurant's losses and the expenses of the winner and all customers. What do you think, boss?"
All of a sudden, all the customers in the restaurant couldn't sit still. They were all making noises. Some of them didn't think it was a big deal and started placing bets.
Seeing all the customers being so gracious, the boss nodded and said, "Okay, but for the group of people who just came in, you haven't ordered yet."
Boris immediately said, "Give me ten portions of the dishes this group of people ordered."
The boss smiled broadly and said, "Okay, then move that table away and I will be the referee!"
"Ohhhhhh!!!"
The whole restaurant was buzzing.