Abe the Wizard

“Master, everyone has been contracted and trained as you requested!” Bathory found Abel practicing, "he said.

“Okay, this is the Rabbit Essence I just refined. You put it away, have you considered how to run it?” Although Abel rarely asked about the hotel, opening 27 hotels all at once was a big deal for the family, so he asked.

“Master, I want to imitate the pattern of Forgotten Places, opening all 27 hotels into the same one as Forgotten Places!” Bathory replied softly.

“Have you investigated the consumption potential of the entire city of Liant? Do you know how many people can accept a dish at this price?” Abel asked with a smile.

Although Abel did not have much research into business, he, who came from the era of the Great Bang of Knowledge in previous generations, had a better perspective than anyone else in the world and was better able to think about the whole thing.

“Master, I didn't!” Bathory lowered his head and bowed.

“In fact, without investigating, we can see from the fact that the vast majority of our forgotten customers are witches, and that only the highest-paid witches in the entire city can eat our dishes.” Abel looked at Bartlett, somewhat confused, and explained.

“What am I supposed to do?” Bartlett never thought that Abel would have such a study of business, and then asked.

“My opinion is to re-dilute the 'rabbit sperm’, whichever is the fifth of the land of oblivion, and the price is one fifth of it.” Abel said his thoughts.

Actually, 'Rabbit Essence' is not cost free. If, at true cost, ‘Rabbit Essence’ is purified entirely by Blue Roar rabbits, its cost would be heavenly if Abel were not to raise these Blue Roar rabbits based in the dark world's blood wasteland, but to raise them using intermediate concentrated magic arrays and growing grass in magical environments.

So, really, Abel is doing one thing right now: washing the countless blue roar rabbits in the dark world, turning them into rabbit essence, earning endless points for him, and redeeming a lot of strategic resources.

“Yes, master!” Bartlett heard Abel say something, and she agreed directly that for her, Abel's idea was an order, and it just had to be executed.

“Our Forgotten Places have become very famous after a few incidents, so let's name these 27 hotels after the chain of stores!” Abel thought about it.

“Chain shop?” For Bathory, the chain is a new word, which she didn't understand at the moment.

“It's called Forgotten Place Chain 1, Forgotten Place Chain 2, until Forgotten Place Chain 27, so everyone who sees these signs will know this is a branch of Forgotten Place!” Abel explained.

“Master, that's a good idea, but would a fifth of the price reduce the number of guests in the main store?” Bartoli hesitated.

“Rest assured, there's still four fifths of 'rabbit sperm' between them!” Abel smiled.

In silence, the twenty-seven newly renovated hotels were opened simultaneously, without opening ceremonies, without any form, so the door was opened and the business started.

The Maynard Wizard is a loyal customer of Forgotten Land. He is also the second Wizard to be promoted to Forgotten Land. This morning he woke up and, as usual, went towards Forgotten Land.

“Hey! How did you open a forgetful place here?” The Maynard Wizard saw the same signature restaurant as the Forgotten Place, just adding a chain number fifteen to the lower right corner of the sign.

Driven by curiosity, the Maynard Wizard walked into this Forgotten Place Chain No. 15 hotel, and when he entered the door he discovered that its layout was very similar to that of Forgotten Place, almost replicating the style of Forgotten Place. Of course, the decoration materials here are obviously much better than Forgotten Place.

He looked at the dishes he cared about most, in the same position as the forgotten place, with a price list attached.

steamed eggs 10 points

20 points of boiled fish

Sugar and vinegar ridge 20 points

Steak soup 30 points

20 points of fried steak

What, so cheap here?

It's estimated that all the old foodies who come into the store and don't forget will be surprised to see this price list because it's too expensive and it's basically several times as expensive as a good meal.

And as an old foodie of a forgotten land, the Maynard Wizard knew that it was a price of conscience. Did the forgotten land have a price reduction?

A sense of joy, joy, excitement, and frenzy emerged from his heart. Although his income was good, he still couldn't help but eat a 100-point dish, let alone the 150-point rib soup.

Now he can order a fried steak, plus a rib soup that he's been thinking about for days and can't afford, because it's a new shop, and there aren't any guests in the store at this time.

No queuing, no rejoicing, no more standing around watching people eat delicious dishes, while he stood on the side and swallowed himself up. He took a seat and even felt much more comfortable than a forgotten place, which felt good.

“Give me a steak soup and a fried steak!” The Maynard wizard shouted in a deep breath, at a time when he felt very proud, you know, in the land of oblivion, it was basically middle-level wizards who could call him that.

“Wait a minute!” Soon a waiter walked over and handed the brand of a shop to the Maynard Wizard, which is the same rule as forgetting the place, paying points before eating, this pricey dish, you don't have any points to eat and it's troublesome.

After paying fifty points, the Maynard Wizard waited quietly for the dishes, and at this time there were no guests, but he knew it was because no one had ever tasted the dishes here, and anyone who had tasted them would be attracted to the dishes here and eat them well.

“Your steak soup and fried steak are all served, please feel free to call me if you need anything!” The waiter said very professionally.

The Maynard wizard felt that the waiter seemed to be better than the servant of the forgotten land. He bowed his head and looked at the two dishes in front of him. This is the case. Although he had not eaten the steak, he had eaten the steak once.

“Why does it feel lighter than it used to be?” The Maynard Wizard suddenly felt the scent wrong as he was intoxicated to smell the fragrance from the dish.

He is an official wizard who, with the help of his spiritual strength, can clearly quantify his senses, and he is quite sure that the scent is much worse than what he has eaten in the forgotten place.

Undying, he sliced the fried steak into imports with a knife and fork, and when his tongue touched the steak, he had identified the aroma that was beneficial to the promotion, an unparalleled aroma that was four fifths less.

At this time, he looked at the price list on the wall, and he couldn't help but lament that it was really true that 'only buy by mistake, no sell by mistake’.

When he looked at the decoration here, he felt that there was a place of forgetfulness, a low and deep backdrop, with exaggerated styles everywhere, decorated with such expensive materials, a strong sense of richness.

And he looked at the waiter, and his heart was more of a vomit, and the boy had the eyebrow of a thief, and there was no better look for Galen than Mickey. How could such a statue be a waiter?

Though his heart kept spitting, his points had been spent, and he wasted them. He couldn't help but bow his head and eat the dishes in large bites. At that time, he realized that after eating the dishes from the forgotten place, he would eat the dishes with a fragrance of one fifth of the scent here. There was a feeling of itching in the boots.

But this rib soup is really delicious. After eating a bite of rib soup, the Maynard Wizard exclaimed. He forgot what to spit in. The dishes he had never eaten made his appetite open.

He ordered the rib soup and the fragrance of the fried steak constantly drifted outward, and the pedestrian walking along the road sucked his nose gently, then looked at the restaurant and a sense of eagerness to eat rose from their hearts.

The powerful aroma of 'Rabbit Essence' floats throughout the city of Liant, attracting one eater after another into the restaurant, each branch of the forgotten place is like a spider waiting to be preyed upon, and the points of one attracted customer after another are paid out. Although the prices of the dishes in these forgotten places are very expensive, they are not so expensive as to be totally unacceptable, as long as the economically capable person is generally attracted and willing to give points to taste them.