Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

"Yes, we need to recruit a waiter, but there is no one for the moment. Do you think you have worked in a restaurant?" MEG smiles and nods. What Amy says is exactly what he thinks, but he doesn't directly agree to let abelmia stay. The restaurant doesn't need vases, and it doesn't need extra people.

"Yes, I have been helping with my mother in the kitchen since I was nine years old. My mother died when I was twelve years old, and then I have been helping in the kitchen of that restaurant until a few days ago..." abelmia nodded. She was a little nervous and excited when she heard McGonagall's question, but when she said that, her face became gloomy, as if there was something hard to say.

"That's a lot of work experience, but the workload of the waiter I'm going to recruit now may be relatively heavy. The main work is to be responsible for receiving guests, ordering, serving, cleaning the table and cleaning the restaurant. The business hours will be very busy. Are you sure you are competent?" MEG didn't ask much. He looked into abelmia's eyes.

"Reception?" There was a flash of panic on abemia's face, but there was also a glimmer of expectation. For so many years, she had been hiding in the kitchen like an invisible person.

Once the chef asked her to take a dish out to the guests. She served it carefully. When the boss saw her, she knocked a hole in her head with a spoon and bled a lot. She was only 13 years old that year. Since then, she never dared to walk out of the back kitchen during the business hours of the restaurant.

She also wants to put on clean and beautiful clothes, bring dishes to the guests with a smile, and tidy up the table in the eyes of the guests. But these things are impossible for her as a half dragon. No restaurant will use a half dragon as a waiter.

"I've never done it, and if I serve it, it may make the guests unhappy..." she said without confidence.

"If you are worried that the guests will be unhappy because of your identity, this is not a problem in my restaurant. I take Amy's back as the symbol of the restaurant, and she is my greatest pride. In my eyes, your racial identity is no different from Amy's, and it won't be a burden for the restaurant. " McGonagall said with a smile, taking a bag of rougamo from one side and gently putting it on the table.

Seeing the girl's inferiority complex, MEG suddenly thought of Amy the other day. It was just that abemia had experienced more, so she was hurt more deeply, which made him feel compassion.

Abemia looked at MEG with her mouth slightly open. This was the first time she heard such words. For the first time, she was told that the identity of the half dragon was not a problem.

And his eyes fell on the bag on the table. It was the back of a half elf girl. It was the lovely girl sitting opposite. McGonagall used it as the symbol of the restaurant. What a bold and adventurous behavior.

Two years ago, in Aden square, a drunken devil smashed the restaurant because there was an orc waiter in the restaurant. The boss was crippled and died soon after. A restaurant with a booming business was completely closed.

Although the devil was later punished by the gray temple and is still in prison, the spearhead of this incident is aimed at the orc attendant.

Almost overnight, all the half breed waiters in Aden square lost their jobs. Even her salary, which was hidden in the back kitchen, was directly cut by half, and even her daily expenses were not enough.

McGonagall even uses the half ELF's back as the logo of the restaurant, and now he doesn't mind her identity, which makes him feel McGonagall's great love for Amy's father and his real respect for them.

Equal treatment is more precious to them than pity.

"So, what I need to test is whether you have the ability to do this job and the courage to try." McGonagall continued.

Abelmia hesitated for a while, finally summoned up the courage and nodded: "if I can, I'd like to have a try."

"That's right. My father is very talkative. Sister mia, don't be afraid." Amy grabs the ugly duckling's paw and encourages. Her face is full of expectation. If Mia's sister works in the restaurant, there will be someone to play with her.

"Yes, yes." Abelmia nodded. It was the first time that someone encouraged her after her mother died. She felt a little warm in her heart.

"Good." McGonagall also showed a smile on his face. He didn't want to give her a job, but wanted her to fight for a job she could do with dignity, which should make her happier and more confident.

"Let's start, because there will be a large number of diners when the restaurant is open. In order to improve efficiency, the speed of ordering and serving needs to be faster. It is the basic requirement to remember what each guest ordered and what requirements they have. Of course, if you can read, you can write it down in a notebook, but I hope the time is as short as possible. " Said Meg, looking at abelmia.

"My mother taught me to read when I was a child, and I have a good memory. If I just remember the order of each guest, it should be OK." Abelmia thought for a moment and nodded.

"Well, let's try." McGonagall didn't expect her to be so confident, but she didn't rush to make a final decision. She went to the counter, took out a small book and a pen, put them aside, took four pieces of paper, tore them into sixteen pieces of paper, marked them with serial numbers, then wrote down the needs of two or three guests on each piece of paper, and put the sixteen pieces of paper on the sixteen tables in disorder.

"The first table at the door is No.1 table, which stands in the order of No MEG glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "here we go."

She took a look at the notes on the table next to her and walked to table one without hesitation.

"Yes." Five minutes later, abemia stood in front of MEG with confidence in her eyes.

"Let's say it in order." McGonagall was a little surprised and didn't collect the paper. His shorthand ability won the first prize in the competition when he was in junior high school. He naturally remembered what he wrote clearly.

"Table three ordered two rougamo..." yabeimia looked at MEG and said one order after another without a hurry. There was a pause in the middle, but she soon went on and finished all the orders smoothly.

"Father, are you all right?" Amy asked, looking at MEG curiously.

Abelmia also looked at MEG with some expectation and nervousness. This was a test and the first time she was respected by others.