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

"If the host needs it, this system can help to develop the latest self destruct device, which can automatically identify the other party's intention. If it recognizes the abnormal eating intention, it can destroy itself." The sound of the system came out of the blue.

"How much for one?" McGonagall is a bit of a whiz.

"10 gold coins in bulk." The system was silent for a moment and said.

"Go away!" MEG rolled his eyes and walked quickly into the kitchen.

I only sell three gold coins for a rougamo!

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"Your Yangzhou fried rice." Abelmia put the first Yangzhou fried rice lightly in front of vicennio and said with a smile that the guest was a little poor. In the morning, she knelt down to MEG hungry at the door. She looked pale and really hungry.

"Thank you." Vicennio didn't raise his head and said that he was attracted by Yangzhou fried rice in front of him. Although he saw others eating it in the morning, he didn't wake up at that time, so he didn't pay much attention to it. But now he can't help swallowing when he sees such a plate of colorful and delicious food in front of him.

Along the way with Yangzhou fried rice, abelmia attracted a lot of eyes with its attractive fragrance. The restaurant owner's visiting group just at the door stared at the fried rice in front of vicennio and opened their eyes one by one.

"What is this? Why do you want to cut all the ingredients into pieces so that they don't taste good? " Andrew frowned, thinking that his pork chops have always been famous for their large portions in Aden square, ranking 18th on the food list of Aden square, half of which were based on the weight. Every time he watched the guests nibbling the pork chops happily, he felt happy and recognized.

"The fragrance of eggs and the taste of other ingredients are perfectly integrated, which is so attractive. In this size, is the rice wrapped in the egg? But the rice is so small, how does he make every piece evenly wrapped with rice? " Bernice's eyes brightened, but she also had a lot of doubts.

Her restaurant's dishes occupy a place in Aden square with delicacy, and her signature dishes rank 13th in the food list. She is good at giving full play to the characteristics of the ingredients, and knows more about the knife work needed to cut all the ingredients into the size of rice grains.

"The ingredients are bright in color. They are all top-grade ingredients, but did he stir fry them all together? Oil and seasoning? Is this kind of cooking really good? Each guest's taste is different. Won't it disgust the guests to decide the taste of the dishes without asking? " Miles thought, frowning.

What customers like most in his restaurant is to be able to make food suitable for them according to their taste. Although there is no representative food in the restaurant for this reason, there is a group of familiar customers and the business is good.

However, although there are doubts in people's minds, this meeting is silent and silent. It's a bad behavior to comment on dishes in other people's restaurants, which can be regarded as a smash. As a chef, I still attach great importance to this.

"Well?" It seems to feel the eyes from the side of the bet, vicennio suddenly raised his head, looked at the uncles and aunts who were looking forward, stretched out his hand to move the fried rice to his body, some helpless way: "you uncles and aunts... Can you stop staring at me, so I will panic."

"Don't panic. We'll see. We won't rob." Andrew said with a smile, his fat body trembling, full of deterrence.

"Whatever you like." Vicennio took back his eyes. The strong man who could hold an adult pig by himself didn't comfort him at all. However, his stomach was already purring, so he still couldn't help but pick up a spoon and spoon Yangzhou fried rice into his mouth.

"Eat well!"

Vicennio's eyes suddenly brightened, feeling the delicious spread in his mouth, the taste of all kinds of food mixed together, is so special and delicious, let him a little intoxicated.

After swallowing, it turns into a warm current and slides down the throat. The decadent cells all over the body seem to wake up slowly. It's like the spring rain blowing over the dry land. It's gentle and comfortable. Most of the fatigue in the body disappears immediately. There's a trace of blood on the pale face, and even the strength of the hands is restored.

"It really works! It's even faster than those folk prescriptions, and the taste is so delicious. No wonder my wife can't stop eating in the morning! " Vicennio's eyes were wide open, full of surprise, looking at the Yangzhou fried rice in front of him. He scooped another spoonful and fed it to his mouth. He happily chewed it, spoonful after spoonful. He couldn't stop at all. He devoted himself to the fried rice in front of him. His face was full of happy smile, and he totally ignored the onlookers.

"Gulu."

All the people who had been staring at vicennio from the beginning to the end couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

"It's so delicious?"

The idea floated through everyone's mind at the same time. However, looking at the decreasing Yangzhou fried rice under the weisenneo spoon, some people still couldn't move their eyes. Those who haven't eaten can only make up the taste in their minds. The more they look, the more hungry they are.

As the dishes come up, the smell of rougamo and Yangzhou fried rice begin to waft in the air, which makes the customers waiting in line to order a little agitated.

However, the half dragon waiter ordered and served the food in the order of entering the restaurant from beginning to end. Unexpectedly, no one made any mistakes, and kept a comfortable smile on his face. The waiting guests had nothing to say.

"And what is this?" The group's eyes were on the rougamo that the guests at the next table had just got.

"Isn't there a piece of meat between the two cakes? Or chopped, so delicious? " Andrew was even more puzzled. If Yangzhou fried rice can be said to be exquisite, shouldn't the mix and match of this cake and meat be very strange?

"This meat has a special flavor. Has any of you ever cooked such meat?" Bernice can't help but ask in a low voice. The smell is more powerful than Yangzhou fried rice before, which arouses her appetite.

As a guest, this may just want to eat as soon as possible, but as a restaurant owner and chef, what matters more is how to make such appetizing meat.

"Fried pork chops don't taste like that." Andrew shook his head.

"It's not baked." The old lady behind shook her head.

"It's not even boiled." Miles frowned, too.

"How do you feel that the boss is cooking in a completely different way? Are these his innovations?" Uncle bald could not help but make complaints about it.

"Oh, innovation? In recent years, there are many chefs who want to play innovation in restaurants. In the end, they all shut down the restaurants. I think the boss is just playing around. Now these guests feel novel and come to join us. In a few days, no one will want to eat. " Bishop sneered, looking a little disdainful.

The guest sitting next to him heard the conversation and looked up and down at bishop. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he said, "Sir, you're talking nonsense. Boss Mai's rougamo is delicious. I haven't eaten your shallot cake before. I can't compare it with this one."