I traveled through time and space and became the Archbishop of Stormwind!

Alvin tasted a piece and, seeing the expectant expressions of the dwarf couple, decided he had to comment on it...

“The flavor is unique…it has an overall spicy taste, but the meat is firm and very chewy!”

"Hahaha! Right? Our blood sausage is famous far and wide. Many customers come from far and wide just to try it! It's even more delicious with Thunder Beer!"

After hearing this, Alvin raised the wine glass beside him and toasted the dwarf couple, "I wish you good health."

Then I took a sip and it was surprisingly good!

Then he took another big gulp. The malt aroma of beer instantly diluted the taste of blood sausage in his mouth. The mixture of the two gave him a strange feeling.

"Ok?"

Alvin exclaimed in amazement, "The aroma of beer dilutes the spiciness of the blood sausage, and the two together create a whole new flavor. It's truly a unique food!"

"I can tell you know your stuff!"

The dwarf rubbed his hands excitedly.

"Where are the guests coming from?"

"We are from the north, coming from Silvermoon City and heading to Stormwind City. We heard that Ironforge has opened a new subway to Stormwind City, so we want to go to Ironforge first to take the subway."

"I see!"

The dwarf laughed and said, "You are indeed from Silvermoon City! I guessed it when I saw this elf girl just now! My name is Vidra Hearth, and that is my wife Jasmine inside. Welcome to Loch Modan!"

Seeing that Alvin was eating with such relish, Caponia became curious and tried it by pinching her nose and closing her eyes. It was surprisingly delicious!

And Akalitra...she had already devoured all the food on the table...

"My goodness! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have really thought this girl was wearing makeup for a dwarf! This girl's appetite is probably even bigger than mine!"

The dwarf Vidra exclaimed, this is true praise, in the eyes of dwarves, eating a lot, drinking a lot, being able to sleep well, and having great strength are virtues!

"Uh-huh......"

Akalitasa continued to eat voraciously, and the food on the table became less and less.

"This is the last roast chicken..."

Jasmine brought over the plate of roast chicken. In the short while, she had almost emptied the kitchen.

"Sorry, sir, this is all the food we have in our store. Haha, we haven't had any customers in a few days, so we didn't prepare much!"

Videla said embarrassedly that leaving guests hungry was not a virtue among dwarves.

"what?"

Alvin was a little strange.

"I see quite a few carriages parked in the town. This must be a major traffic route, with lots of pedestrians. How come there are no customers?"

"Hey! Isn't there a new restaurant next door? Look, customers!"

Alvin followed the dwarf's hand and looked out the door.

Just outside the door, across the road from the store, a two-story building stands abruptly, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding cave dwellings.

"Look, that restaurant just opened a few days ago. They already have over fifty branches across the Alliance! I heard the liver pie they sell there is a Stormwind specialty. It's very popular lately, and all our customers are going there to eat!"

Videla said distressedly, "Well, to be honest, if there are no more customers, I'm going to close the shop!"

"Stormwind liver pie?"

Alvin suddenly thought,

"Could it be that this came from the Western Wilds? This boss has quite the business acumen."

"But, isn't it a shame to close this store like this?"

"The situation is stronger than people, there is nothing we can do!"

The dwarf sighed, "If we keep running this business, we'll be burning money every day! I'd better pack up with my wife and go work as a miner!"

As she spoke, Jasmine began to secretly wipe away her tears again.

"good to eat!"

Akalitasa finished the last chicken, wiped his mouth, stood up and spoke loudly.

"Brother Alvin! This restaurant is delicious! We can't let such a delicious restaurant disappear! Can you think of a solution?"

"Ok?"

The dwarf couple looked at each other, then smiled bitterly and said, "We appreciate the girl's kindness, but it's not that easy!"

"Who do you think is sitting here?!"

Seeing the dwarves look down on Alvin, Akalitraza's stubborn temper was aroused.

"This is the Miracle Pastor, Alvin Priest! Haven't you heard of him?"

"What? Miracle Pastor?"

Videla's mouth opened in surprise.

"That's right!"

"never heard of that!"

The dwarf shook his head.

"We've been running this shop for a while now, and we've seen plenty of people claiming to be king of the hill after a few drinks. Stop teasing me, eh?"

"I also want to try the liver pie over there. It's getting late now, so I'll try it tomorrow."

Irwin ignored the conversation between the two and spoke to himself.

"As for liver pie... I have some here..."

Jasmine whispered beside her.

"?"

"Where did you get the liver pie?"

"I heard they were delicious, and I was curious! So I secretly went to buy a piece..."

"You...you traitor!"

Videla turned his head and sulked.

"Guest, please try it."

Jasmine returned to the kitchen and brought out the liver pie.

Alvin picked up a piece, tasted it, and then threw it on the plate.

“It’s not fresh, it’s a pre-made pie!”

“What is a pre-made pie?”

Calpurnia asked curiously.

"That is to say, this pie is not meant to be eaten right after it's baked, but is made in advance and stored in some way, so when someone orders it, they just heat it up and serve it!"

After hearing Alvin's comments, the others came up and cut a piece to taste it.

“I hate to admit it, but it tastes really good!”

Videla rubbed the oil on his hands onto his beard.

"So, what's the problem with this pre-made pie?"

"Of course! This kind of thing requires some kind of medicine to preserve. It's so hot, and the pancakes won't rot after they're made. Don't you think that's a problem?"

Alvin said angrily, "If you eat this kind of thing often, I don't know what will happen to your body!"

"Ah! Is it that serious? Will we be in trouble?"

"Don't eat too much anyway!"

"Plus, these kinds of shops, with their low-cost pre-made pies, can crush the shops that actually make good food through price wars. Ultimately, bad money will drive out good money, forcing all the good shops to close!"

"Then, what should I do?"

"What should I do? Isn't this simple?"

"We are all adults, so of course we handled it with mature means!"

Alvin lowered his voice in an affectarily profound manner.

"You've been running this shop for so long, don't you have some good friends or close friends?"

"Tell them about the dangers of pre-made pies, and have your friends spread the word throughout the area. By then, everyone will know and public outrage will boil over. With the dwarves' fiery tempers, won't they tear their shop down?"

"If you think the effect is too slow, you can send some people to their store, eat, lie down on the ground, pretend to be in unbearable pain, and say that they have an upset stomach. What can they do to you?"

"this......"

Everyone looked at each other.