A Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World Chapter 1242

Chapter 1242: Yes, You, Little Fatty

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

The Giant dragons all looked at that huge pot that was segmented by two horizontal and two vertical gold plates into nine small squares. So you can eat like that too?

When the Frost Dragons came over, Mag and the others just finished their hot pot, while the Golden Dragons didn't even know what they were having when they sat there. They just went over when they saw the empty seats.

The giant dragons stared at each other, none of them willing to speak in case they gave themselves away for not knowing anything.

Since the giant dragons did not speak, Harrison did not dare to make a sound as well.

Although he appeared calm, he was actually extremely fl.u.s.tered. If it wasn't because he didn't want to wait an hour for the hot pot, he wouldn't want to have a hot pot with eight giant dragons.

“Fox, I heard that the pig Alex threw at you caused you some very serious injuries. Seeing that you've come all the way over to Chaos City, are you all recovered now?” Jinx asked Fox with a smile, not trying to hide his sarcasm at all.

The other Golden Dragons also laughed. That was Dragon Island's news of the year. That was probably the peak achievement of that wild boar from Fire Dragon Island, being almost able to kill the candidate for the chief of the Frost Dragon Tribe.

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Harrison raised his brow. He glanced at Fox, and the corner of his mouth twitched as he suppressed his smile.

This smile could very well kill him, but that was really too funny!

A giant dragon that could fly was actually severely injured by a wild boar. Could it be that the wild boar could fly?

The Frost Dragons all did not look too good. This matter had already made the Frost Dragon Tribe the laughing stock of the entire Dragon Islands, and they could hear people talking and snickering everywhere they went. Right now, Jinx actually did it outright without leaving any face for the Frost Dragon Tribe.

Fox also had a long face. This would be part of his dark history that he could never erase. He looked at Jinx and scoffed, “Jinx, you used to have the reputation of being the talent of the Golden Dragon Tribe, and were going to be the chief's successor, but right now you're here for an abandoned Frost Dragon? Do you want to make her your queen? The Golden Dragons are such scavengers.”

“Chief? I gave up the position willingly.” Jinx looked at Fox with a smile, and said, “You don't know just how much our chief wants to pa.s.s the position to me, but I just refuse to take it. Isn't that infuriating?”

“Continue consoling yourself, then.” Fox's temples pulsed. He wanted to punch Jinx's annoying smiling face. This fellow could easily reject the thing that he had always wanted for all his life. He was very angry, so angry he wanted to rage.

“One must know their limits. Rankster beat both our tribes hands down back then. Those who were unable to accept it were all killed by him. With such a scary person as the chief, no one would dare to challenge him,” Jinx said with a hint of sarcasm. “But what are you? You've only managed to get to the 9th-tier at 400 years old, and no one knows how many pills you took secretly. You're incomparable to Rankster. Even his daughter is about to overtake you.

“You couldn't defeat her father back then, so now you're going to pick on the young one. Don't you find your actions very shameless?”

“If I were you, I would knock my head on a sow and end my life.”

Harrison turned around as he released his smile silently. These giant dragons might just kill him.

Fox's expression was very bad. If he had not received the great elder's warning not to cause any trouble before coming, he would definitely have fought it out with Jinx.

“What are you looking at? Can you beat me?” Jinx asked with a smile.

“Jinx, don't go overboard!” the elder sitting beside Fox shouted coldly, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped.

The Frost Dragons all released their auras.

“Do you want to pick up a fight?” Jinx and the other Golden Dragons released their auras as well.

The tension between both parties rose, and it felt as though a fight would break out any moment.

Harrison grabbed on to the table and tried his best not to slide down the table. He really did not have it easy just for a hot pot!

“Forget it. We are not going to hold it against you today. We are here to persuade Miss Elizabeth to join the Golden Dragon Tribe and become the candidate for the next chief,” Jinx said with a smile as he leaned back comfortably and suddenly withdrew his aura.

The moment the resistance disappeared, the Frost Dragons hesitated, and withdrew their auras as well.

Today, both parties had the same goal, and that was Elizabeth.

The Golden Dragon Tribe was Elizabeth's grandmother's tribe. However, no one could know for sure if she was willing to return to the Golden Dragon Tribe, as she grew up in the Frost Dragon Tribe ever since she was young. Besides, her grandmother had been sentenced to death by the Golden Dragon Tribe.

However, Elizabeth was almost killed in the battle for the position of chief in the Frost Dragon Tribe, and no one was willing to lend her a helping hand. In the end, she was only able to escape because of Alex's sudden appearance. Under such circ.u.mstances, no one could know for sure which tribe she was willing to return to.

Harrison was stunned when he heard that. He didn't know that Miss Elizabeth had such an ident.i.ty that would make both dragon tribes vie for her. At this moment, he only had one comment. Bravo, Boss Mag!

“Hey, Little Fatty, what is this pot for?” Jinx asked Harrison.

“Jinx, haven't you come before?” a golden dragon asked.

“This wasn't here the last time I came.” Jinx shrugged.

“Little Fatty?” Harrison looked left and right.

“Yes, you, Little Fatty,” Jinx repeated.

After making sure that Jinx was calling him, Harrison suddenly lamented that it had been more than a decade since he heard someone call him that.

Now, people usually called him “Darn Fatty, “Big Fatty”, “Uncle Fatty”…

It seemed rather reasonable for him, a big fatty in the eyes of a normal person, to be called “Little Fatty” considering the dragon tribe's lifespan of several centuries and their wingspan of a hundred meters.

These giant dragons came at the wrong time. They did not experience watching Boss Mag and his family's Mukbang1, and they didn't even know what hot pot was.

Harrison, who was always afraid to interrupt them, finally had the chance to speak. He cleared his throat softly, and began, “This is hot pot with nine squares, and we happen to have a table of nine, so we can each claim a square. After that, all you need to do is dip your ingredients into your own square.”

The giant dragons looked at him, and then at the empty pot, bewildered. It felt as though everything paused for a while.

Harrison also fell silent for a while. After that, he picked up the hot pot manual at the side. As he flipped it open, he said, “We have yet to add the base soup in. We have to order our own base soup. There are two kinds of base soups, the red broth and the clear broth. For the red broth, there are three levels to choose from: medium spicy, spicy, and insanely spicy. After you have chosen your soup base, we can start ordering the dishes that you want to eat…”