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

Camilla took a deep look at McGonagall. She always felt that there was a great deal of bad in his gentle smile.

"Are you afraid of octopus?" McGonagall looked at Camilla with a smile. "If that's the case, forget it."

"Afraid?" Camilla laughed scornfully. "My countess, the strong nine, will be afraid of a little octopus? Isn't it an octopus? I'll eat it today! "

"There's backbone." McGonagall gave her a thumbs up look of admiration, he really admired this kind of face, can say such insincere words.

"Hum." Camilla snorted, a little uncomfortable.

As soon as the words came out, he regretted it.

She was terrified.

But now I have to wait here for the fried octopus to be served for the sake of face, and I have to eat it myself.

Meg, they're busy preparing in the kitchen.

There has been a long line outside the restaurant. The restaurant has been closed for two days, and two new dishes will be launched at noon today, so many guests are looking forward to tasting the new products.

Among the guests in the queue, there are some strong people of all ethnic groups who have not yet returned home.

Although the celebration banquet held in the city Lord's mansion last night was rich, there was no way to compare the taste with that of Maimi restaurant, so I'm not in a hurry to go home. I'm going to have a good meal at Maimi restaurant today.

Although the line-up of Maimi restaurant is particular about first come and then come, the strong people of all ethnic groups have rushed to the city of chaos these two days. The residents of the city of chaos are very grateful for this. So after some humility, the strong people of all ethnic groups have come to the front row of the line.

"The residents of this chaotic city are really different." Louis had some emotion.

"That's true. Everywhere, when you see us old guys standing here, no one dares to come up to eat, and no one dares to let us stand outside and wait for dinner." Douglas looked cold.

"What's a line? We masters are not in line every day." Krasu rolled his eyes.

The strong people of all ethnic groups are looking at each other. If it were not for Kelasu and Uli, they would not have been able to stand in line here.

However, the boss's cooking skills are excellent, and it doesn't count as losing points to line up for a meal. After all, there are more than ten top ten people queuing up here.

"What kind of new product is this Octopus beard?" Louis noticed the little blackboard hanging on the door and was surprised.

Hearing the words, people cast their eyes, and their expressions suddenly became a little strange.

These two days, they are deeply hurt by the octopus monster. When they think of the huge size of hundreds of meters high and those Octopus whiskers with scarlet eyes, they feel that their backs are cold and their intestines are tumbling.

Unfortunately, the boss even launched a new Octopus dish today.

"What? Are you afraid? " Krasu looked back at Louis and the crowd with a smile, which was a bit of banter.

"It's just tentacles. There's nothing to be afraid of." Louis didn't care, but his fingers trembled unconsciously.

At first, the strong men who had some intention to retreat stopped immediately when they heard Krasu's words. How could they not be seen to be afraid.

"How about two later?" Crassus stares at Louis with a smile.

"Since it's a new product, of course you should try it." Louis nodded naturally without frowning.

"Hey, hey, let's have a table then." Krasu laughed. "We haven't had a drink together for some years. Let's have a few today."

"Old man Jie is not a good man." Louis squinted at krassu, then looked at Douglas and Julian and said, "Douglas and Julian, you two have a drink together. At least the four of us had a fight in those years. It's sad to have a taste of this Octopus beard together today."

"I can drink wine. As for Octopus beard, I'll forget it." Douglas blinked. "I'm allergic to seafood."

"You're almost 2000 years old. Are you allergic to seafood? Even if allergic, still can grow red dot Louis rolled his eyes,

"I don't eat." Julian's answer is more simple and direct, cold voice refused, there is no meaning to discuss.

"Is that really edible? Just thinking about it, I feel goose bumps all over my body. " Dracula, who was also in the crowd, patted the goose bumps on his hands with disgust on his face. "Even if I die, I will never eat that."

A few orcs and dwarves nodded with the same feeling. They had already made up their mind to stay away from their table.

Standing in the front row of the big men of all nationalities are awed and admired, and in the team, there are two beauties who are quite eye-catching.

One is Miss Gloria, who often comes to the restaurant for dinner. The news that she has become the only heir of the Molton family has spread all over the business world of the chaotic city, and has become an existence that can stand side by side with Miss Hill.

But she is only 18 years old, after taking off the gauze, her beauty is even more amazing to the world. It is also an eye-catching thing to appreciate such a beauty.

But today, she was robbed of most of the limelight by the girl who was almost side by side with her in another team.

The girl has a long hair with gold and waist. Her delicate face is no less than Gloria. Her bright golden eyes are confident and graceful. Even a woman can't help looking more.

The girl glanced at Gloria quietly from the corner of her eyes. The corner of her mouth was slightly tilted, showing a trace of indistinguishable meaning.

……

The business is ready and the staff meal is on the table.

Everyone sat down and quietly waited for Meg's last stir fried Octopus beard.

Camilla sat uneasily, looking at the direction of the kitchen from time to time, struggling between leaving and staying.

In the kitchen, MEG skilfully shakes the pot, octopus whiskers and green and red peppers dance among the flames, and the warm smell comes to his face.

Turn off the heat and get out of the pot.

The bright color of fried Octopus must be buckled in a white porcelain plate, which is attractive without adding more plates.

The octopus whiskers, cut into about three centimeters long, are mixed with green peppers, red peppers and purple skin onions. They are stained with a layer of brown sauce and completely lose the terrible appearance of the original green red whiskers.

"It's me, even the old dominator can do so tempting!" McGonagall picked up the plate and walked out of the kitchen. The taste of Octopus whisker has begun to bloom wantonly. Moreover, compared with ordinary Octopus whisker, the taste of Octopus whisker is more obvious and irresistible.

McGonagall put the stir fried Octopus whiskers in the empty space in front of Camilla with a smile. "Well, the dishes are ready. Let's eat."