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

The business hours at noon ended in a cheerful atmosphere.

Ordinary guests eat two brand-new delicacies at a price far lower than the psychological expectation and the normal price of the restaurant, and return home with satisfaction.

And the strong people of all ethnic groups are fascinated by the magical dreamland. Many people are still standing outside the door after the business, and they are not in a hurry to leave.

Elena didn't go far either. She just sat on the bench not far away. If it wasn't for a group of top ten people standing at the door of the restaurant, she would have sent back to ask MEG directly.

"Why don't you go after dinner? I'm going to tutor my precious apprentice on homework. You can go now. Don't affect my apprentice's study. " Krasu waved to the strong people of all ethnic groups who were waiting for him, and said with some dissatisfaction.

The strong men rolled their eyes and didn't move their steps.

"Come on, what do you think we don't know? We just want to ask the boss what happened to the stir fried Octopus whiskers and octopus balls. Since most of us have seen some strange pictures after eating them, which are beneficial to our cultivation, we naturally need to thank the boss. " Louis said with a curl.

"Do you think the boss's cooking skill has reached the height of the law of heaven and earth, so this dish can let us see some wonderful pictures." Dracula said curiously, speculating whether this might be true.

After hearing this, the powerful people fell into thinking and were a little uncertain for a while.

These two dishes are really delicious. No one can make more delicious food than MEG himself.

No one is sure whether such a person with unparalleled culinary skills can reach the realm of heaven and man because of one skill.

"It's easy to know when you ask about it. Why bother here?" Douglas stepped forward and rang the doorbell.

"Isn't it closed? Why is there a knock at the door? " The women who are cleaning up the restaurant are surprised to see that MIA puts down her plate and is ready to open the door for a look.

"I'll go." MEG hung the cook's coat aside and walked towards the door.

He had long found the strong men of all ethnic groups waiting outside the door, and he could not help wondering why they were staying.

In the past, they were very happy about stir fried Octopus whiskers and octopus balls. It seems that they have forgotten yesterday's nightmarish battle, and in the process of eating, they are in a state of ecstasy.

You should know that these are the top strong men of all ethnic groups. They have received professional training and generally don't let themselves show such appearance and state.

And after eating, still not go, all waiting outside the door, seems to want to find him for a statement.

This shows that the octopus is mostly beneficial to their cultivation.

Only the law of heaven can interest the top ten.

"System, what's wrong with you octopus? It's not going to be a problem, is it? " MEG asked in his heart as he walked towards the door.

"After tens of thousands of tests and in vivo experiments of this system, this octopus is non-toxic and harmless, and has rich protein and nutrients. Taking it for a long time can effectively improve human immunity, promote growth and development, eat once a day, and climb the sixth floor at the age of 80, without breathing!" The system said with pride.

"One breath, no breath, that's a belch." McGonagall rolled his eyes, and the system said nothing.

"Let's look at the situation first." McGonagall can't explain why the system is so strong. He can only see what these strong people are staying for.

When the door of the restaurant opened, MEG looked at the more than a dozen strong men of all nationalities standing outside the door, showing a bit of surprise, "ladies and gentlemen... The restaurant is closed, haven't you had enough yet?"

They looked MEG up and down first. Today's event was so amazing that they could not help wondering whether the restaurant owner was a hidden strong man.

But whether it's divine exploration or mental scanning, the boss just seems to be an ordinary human.

Maybe because of working in the kitchen for a long time, it's a little stronger than ordinary people, but it's not as strong as a first-class knight.

Such a person can kill more than a dozen people by throwing a fireball on the street.

"Boss, we're not here for dinner. My dear apprentice works here, so I won't talk to you. We just want to ask you what's the matter with fried Octopus whiskers and octopus balls?" Louis stepped forward and said in a loud voice.

"Are these two new products not to your taste? In that case, why don't I give you a refund for the meal? You won't eat in restaurants any more. " McGonagall asked tentatively, with some worry and melancholy on his face, just like a little boss who has been blackmailed.

"No, no, boss, that's not what we mean." Louis quickly waved his hand to a restaurant that could provide such delicious food. If it couldn't come in the future, it would be a great loss.

"What do you mean?" McGonagall was still puzzled. He looked up at the strong men and said, "are you really here to return the goods?"

"Of course not." The strong also waved their hands.

The boss is quite capable of making crooked questions.

"We just want to ask, how do you make Octopus whiskers and octopus balls?" Louis asked a different question.

The strong also looked at McGonagall one after another with some expectation.

"Want to learn?" McGonagall said with a smile, "it's a trade secret. Generally, I can't teach you."

The strong men rolled their eyes together, and they looked at McGonagall a little bit more badly. This boy is really weak.

"I said, you are also dignified people of all ethnic groups, so there's no need to become a monk to learn how to make dishes? It looks simple, but I really want to start it. Most of it can be learned by the brain, but the hands can't keep up with it. " Meg's persuasion was painstaking.

"Well, boss, let's have a showdown with you. After we ate your stir fried Octopus whiskers and octopus balls, we saw some illusions." Louis is a little helpless. It seems that the boss really doesn't know anything. He can only be more direct.

"Don't... you can't talk nonsense. I never put medicine in the dishes. You can't use this kind of thing to deceive me on the strength of your strength. I'm a small family, and I can't stand you big men's tossing." McGonagall waved his hand and looked around, ready to call.

"You don't shout, you don't shout, we see good things." Louis stopped.

"Good thing?" MEG was a little suspicious. "I didn't put any aphrodisiac in it, either? How can you see good things? "

"I'm NIMA..."

Louis's face is black.