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

The appearance of the fireball makes the air a bit hot and dry, and the surrounding air is burned out of the ripples, which indicates that the horror of the fireball is not as simple as it looks small and exquisite.

If you only look at Amy's lovely appearance, many people may forget that this is a little devil who gets angry and dares to burn Crassus's beard with a fireball to make Sargeras surrender.

She said that a fireball would be ripe if it came over. There was no need to doubt it. She just needed to tell her how well she wanted it.

Of course, the more important point is the rules written at the back of the menu. If they are listed in the blacklist of restaurants, they will not be able to taste such delicious food in the future. This is the most worrying thing.

The restaurant became a little quiet, the smell of beans in the air became strong, intermingled with strands of sweet sugar and soy sauce, only the sound of a bowl lightly placed on the table, and the sound of abelmia full of vitality.

"The little guy is still a little dignified. He can maintain the order of the restaurant." Luna looked at Amy with a smile. She reached out and flipped the menu. She also noticed the rules written at the back. She couldn't help but be surprised. "These rules have something in common with the ideas of principal novan. If they meet, maybe they will talk."

"Gulu."

A voice of swallowing broke the silence, which was very clear in this quiet environment.

Everyone's eyes turned to the side of habang, and stopped on the bowl of salted bean curd in front of him, a little envious.

"You go on, I'll eat first." Ha Bang Han, who made a sound, gave a smile. Looking at the bowl of salted bean curd in front of him, he reached out and picked up the spoon. He was the fourth to enter the door and got the fourth bowl of bean curd.

"Sweet bean curd with Yangzhou fried rice is really a unique delicacy in the world." Kelasu scooped a spoonful of bean curd into his mouth, couldn't help but praise, slightly shaking his half bearded head with empty eyes and a look of enjoyment.

"Salted bean curd with rougamo is the real delicacy." Julian took a bite of rougamo, swallowed it, and then took a mouthful of salty tofu brain. He gave a heartfelt praise. His hunched back seemed to be straight, enjoying the feeling of blood boiling brought by rougamo, while tofu brain brought a soothing feeling, which seemed to supplement something very needed in his body. It was quite magical.

"This... This kind of taste is really wonderful. What is the way to transform the coarse soybeans into such delicious food?" On one side, a middle-aged man dressed as a rich businessman was surprised after eating a mouthful of sweet bean curd. He could not help but scoop another mouthful and feed it to his mouth. The sweet syrup was wrapped in the sweet and refreshing bean curd. This delicious food is addictive to people.

"Delicious Habang's evaluation is very simple, because after only two words, he doesn't want to waste his words any more. The spoon in his hand doesn't stop all of a sudden, and the corner of his mouth rises involuntarily. His expression looks very happy.

As soon as Amy warned me and abelmia's quick serving, everyone lost the idea of arguing for a moment. Originally, this kind of dispute only arose when they were bored in the queue outside. Now when they enter the restaurant, of course, the food is more important.

"It's not too late to fight after eating. Boss Mai abides by the rules so much that it's not easy to be an outsider." Everyone has an abacus in their heart.

The guests who get the tofu begin to enjoy the delicious food, give out the praise in a soft voice, and praise without stinging, while the guests who haven't served are full of expectation. Looking at the direction of the kitchen, the restaurant has restored the comfortable and comfortable atmosphere of the past.

"That's good." Amy contentedly took the fireball from her hand and patted the ugly duckling on the head. The ugly duckling cleverly held her leg and slid to the ground. She also jumped down from the chair, folded the two bowls on the table on tiptoe, and walked towards the kitchen with her hands in her arms.

"Father, bowl." Amy came in and raised the bowl in her hand. It was a safe report.

"Well, that's good." McGonagall took the bowl and put it in the sink with a smile. He looked at Amy with admiration. The little guy was a good helper. He successfully maintained the order of the restaurant, but he didn't make the guests feel disgusted. In the same way, if someone else said it, the effect would be completely different.

"Can Xiaomi learn to cook from his father?" Amy stood on tiptoe and looked at the rows of bowls on the stove. She looked at MEG expectantly and asked.

"Does Xiaomi really want to learn?" MEG was a little surprised and looked at Amy.

"Yes, yes." Amy nodded, looked into McGonagall's eyes, nodded seriously and said, "I think my father's delicious food is very good, which can make many people happy. Xiaomi also wants to learn, so many people will like Amy."

"Silly girl, even if you don't learn how to cook, many people like you." McGonagall grinned and scratched her nose. She came over from the flat of the stove, a little higher than Amy. She shook her head and said, "although I want to teach Amy how to cook, I can't do it now. Amy can't even see the pot. How to cook? If you really want to learn, just eat and grow up. When the stove is higher, my father will teach you how to cook."

Amy was a little disappointed. Hearing McGonagall's words, her eyes lit up hope again. She went to the kitchen table and made a gesture. It was about ten centimeters short. She looked at the kitchen table with a serious face and said, "kitchen table, you stay well and don't grow any longer. Wait for me to surpass you."

MEG smiles and shakes his head. How could a girl be so cute.

Amy stood in the kitchen and watched MEG cook for a while. Then she went out with the ugly duckling and sat back in the high chair behind the counter.

"Hello, your sweet bean curd, your salty bean curd." Abelmia puts two bowls of tofu in front of Sally and Luna. The tender tofu quivers a little and does not disperse.

Sally and Luna's eyes were attracted by the bean curd in front of them. The light bean smell came to their faces. The air seemed to be a little sweet, but the salty taste was lighter.

Luna picks up the spoon and looks at Sally curiously. She's been wearing the veil since the beginning of the queue. Now she's going to eat. Should she untie it?

In the long line, a middle-aged elf also looks at Sally with some doubts, squinting as if thinking about something.

"The sweet taste makes people feel better." Sally's eyes were completely attracted by the bean curd in front of her. She stretched out her hand to untie the veil and put it on her leg. She picked up a spoon and looked at it in front of her eyes. Her bright eyes were full of surprises.

"What a beautiful fairy girl." Luna's eyes were a little amazing.

"Miss Sally! She's here! " The middle-aged elf stared, covered his mouth, lowered his head slowly, and hid his body behind the orc in front of him.