Chapter 92: The human heart is the most unpredictable!

In Music Restaurant No. 9, the sound of plates being piled on top of each other rang out.

Everyone was divided into four groups, with four people sitting at a table in the middle.

Lina wiped the tableware elegantly, with desserts and fruits placed in front of her.

Mitis straightened his back, with the book he never left his hand placed beside him.

Charlotte was leaning comfortably on the chair, holding a cigarette in his mouth, looking lazy, and looking at Beta who was cooking from time to time.

There were a lot of empty plates on the dining table in front of Beta, and he was still working hard!

The little boy Mo Ke who was serving the dishes at the side had a pale face.

This was so delicious that he was a little worried about whether his grandpa's physical strength could keep up.

Charlotte felt like she had no eyes to see. She didn't know that he thought he was abusing him and not letting him eat enough.

Now it's the fifth round, and others have already put down their dishes.

Only beta remains strong.

The dishes that were just served disappeared in a flash, making everyone's eyes jump.

Charlotte took a puff of cigarette and blew out a smoke ring. This gesture really frightened him.

With this amount of food, he was really afraid that he wouldn't be able to feed this foodie in the future!

Well... there are three big rice buckets.

The future is at stake!

My money!

"Delicious, delicious!"

“Delicious, so delicious.”

"I want more!"

Beta roared, almost dancing with excitement.

Of course, Charlotte also felt that this was the most delicious meal he had ever eaten.

This is also the common aspiration of everyone.

The little boy Mock ran over panting, "Guest, guest, I'm so sorry! We have no ingredients."

Beta did not feel any disappointment, but said happily, "Thank you so much. I'm very satisfied with the meal. It's just right. Any more would be a waste."

The somewhat tired old chef Mopa walked out of the kitchen, feeling extremely happy after hearing these words.

"Thank you for your recognition."

Even if it is very tiring, it is the glory of a chef to make people feel full and happy.

Charlotte looked at the old chef Mopa and asked.

"Mr. Mopa, I think the food you cook is delicious! You shouldn't be able to afford the protection fee!"

The old chef Mopa's face was wrinkled, and he forced a smile, "Maybe, it may not be in line with the taste of the island residents!"

"How is that possible?" Beta rejected it with a surprised look on his face. This was incredible.

This is something picky eaters would find unpalatable.

"No way? Grandpa, you are lying." The little boy Mok looked angry. "It's not that everyone thinks it tastes bad at all."

"Okay, don't say that Mok still has guests." The old chef wanted to stop him.

"It was originally. If that greedy bastard hadn't been suppressing it, how could it be like this?"

Mok's long-standing grievances completely turned into a roar of anger, and then left angrily.

Grandpa has always been the best cook in the heart of the little boy Mock.

The old chef Mopa looked at his departing grandson with a face of shame. He knew the grievances in the little guy's heart.

Mitis looked at Mock, a little boy about the same age as him, and followed closely behind him.

Seeing this, Charlotte didn't stop him.

"Hey..." Old Chef Mopa sighed heavily, which was a kind of endless helplessness.

"I made everyone laugh. The child is too young and too impulsive."

Charlotte put down the cigarette in her hand quietly and shook her head repeatedly, "This is what young people should be like. Mature people should be adults."

The old chef Mopa looked at Charlotte with a somewhat surprised expression, "My guest, you are an intellectual person, I am not as good as you."

Outside the restaurant, the little boy Mock was sitting under the tree with a look of regret on his face. His voice was too loud just now.

It must have hurt Grandpa's heart. Thinking of this, his eyes became a little red.

"Are you okay?"

When Mok heard the voice behind him, he immediately put away his emotions and looked at the person.

"I'm fine, thanks."

Mitis smiled and said, "It's okay."

Under the bright sunshine and the cool shade of the trees, the two teenagers just stood there talking to each other.

The young man's mind is closer to this moment. One person is talking and the other is listening quietly, like an old friend who fell in love at first sight.

Soon they were talking and laughing.

Charlotte, who came out, looked at the scene with some surprise.

Suddenly there is a feeling of peace and tranquility in time!

"How are you doing? What are you two thinking about?"

The two of them suddenly woke up and turned around instantly.

"Mr. Charlotte."

Charlotte looked at the two respectful people with a smile, "What's wrong? Let's talk about it. Maybe I can help you solve it?"

Mitis' eyes lit up when he heard this.

He carefully nudged Mock with his elbow and winked at him to hint at him.

Mock quickly realized that he had just listened to Mitis telling many things about Charlotte.

This gave him an innate fondness for Charlotte.

"Mr. Charlotte, are you really willing to help me?"

"certainly."

Charlotte showed a warm smile. It was because the old chef Mopa was grateful for their help in rescuing the situation. He couldn't really do nothing without charging money.

After all, it was just a matter of convenience, not to mention that those guys could provoke them.

He has little to do with the old chef Mopar, but he can't stand the old man's insistence.

Favors are the most troublesome!

So he decided to help them out and he liked the boy Mock.

As for Mitis's various little tricks, Charlotte pretended not to notice them. The young man's mind is the purest in this era, and he will never have it again after it expires.

Mork took a deep breath and spoke under Mitis's encouraging eyes.

"The rich man in the town wants grandpa to be his personal chef and cook for him alone."

"It's just that grandpa refused. He felt that it was the chef's job to let more people eat delicious food, not to cook for someone."

Charlotte is not surprised at all, it’s the pirate world! Isn’t it normal for chefs to have their own goals and bottom lines?

"Later, that nasty rich man had an affair with the local bandits and came to the restaurant to cause trouble in an attempt to make grandpa surrender."

Charlotte nodded lightly. He could do something that was neither complicated nor dangerous.

"Then what do you need me to do?"

Mok was stunned. To be honest, after he said all this, he felt surprisingly calm.

As an ordinary boy, he had never thought about killing someone. "Can I teach him a lesson?"

Seeing the boy's sincerity, Charlotte felt very fond of him. He was a simple and kind-hearted child.

Indeed, although the rich man did something excessive, it did not lead to murder.

"Okay, then let's teach you a lesson."

Charlotte responded and immediately ordered his brothers to take action. Of course, the gangsters and bandits would not let him go either.

It's okay to accept the treasure if you are rich and unkind.

Subsequently, members of the Hiberfield family appeared in the town.

With Charlotte's help, Mock quickly fulfilled his "revenge" wish, and all the depression in his heart dissipated.

"How about it, have you made plans? Old man, that person won't do anything in the short term after we leave, but no one can guarantee it in the long term."

"The human heart is the most unpredictable!"

The old chef Mopa looked at Charlotte and nodded. How could he not understand this?

For the sake of his grandson and to continue making delicious food, he agreed to Charlotte's suggestion.

Decided to go to Lati Island with Charlotte and his friends.

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