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

After dinner, Randy followed vicennio to visit his luxury houses in the chaotic city. He had a deep understanding of the rich material life that the elder brother obtained without any effort.

"You see, the life of the rich is so simple and boring." Vicennio locked the door and sighed, "we'd better change places tonight. It's too tacky. It's full of gold and silver."

"Good." Randy has been numb, this old man is good at everything, but he likes to prick his heart, and has a little choice difficulty.

"By the way, tomorrow I'll take you to meet some friends and get to know them. It's good for you." On the carriage, vicennio said, "they all eat the same meal. You can get some experience from your predecessors and make your career longer. You know, among them, there is a dwarf who is over 400 years old. He died eight rich women and gained countless wealth. He is an evergreen tree in the soft food world."

"Is this the legendary soft rice alliance?" Randy was shocked.

Vicennio thought and nodded with a smile: "that's a good name."

"Then I must see it." Randy nodded. He suddenly felt that this might become an important turning point in his life, and even change his writing career.

Perhaps many years later, he will write a book "those years when I ate soft food" to commemorate his youth.

Or write a tutorial, the title of the book is in "ordinary how can you have a soft meal", "aunt, I don't want to work hard", "aunt: you want to fart".

"By the way, we continue the topic we haven't finished talking about in the restaurant just now. How should boys protect themselves when they are faced with women like tigers and wolves..."

"Brother, do you just don't protect your role model, and feel like you're going to be sucked dry at any time..." Randy interrupted carefully. Looking at vicennio, whose face was a little slow after eating a pot of Buddha jumping off the wall, he felt that he was close to being sucked dry.

"You said to me, it's a gift." Vicennio laughed. "I was weak since I was a child. When I met my wife, my constitution was worse than it is now. But my toughness is very strong. You think I can't do it. In fact, I can do it seven times.

For women, there is a strong desire to conquer. They always feel that they can drain you immediately, but they can't. They can't stop eating marrow and taste. Of course, most people can't learn this kind of skill. "

"Brother, I'm a bull! Yes, yes. " Randy glared and gave him a thumbs up.

He suddenly felt that he had a long way to go.

King of soft rice!

I'm coming.

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At the end of business hours in the evening, MEG closes the door. Elena comes down from the upstairs with two crystal glasses and a decanter filled with red wine. She shakes her hands and looks at MEG and says with a smile, "have a drink?"

"Certainly. What else would you like to eat?" MEG looked at her with a smile.

Irina thought about it and said, "just the last time I roasted the shell. By the way, I roasted another shrimp. I haven't eaten the roasted shrimp for a long time."

"Good." McGonagall agreed, went into the kitchen, bought two dozen scallops from the system, fished two crayfish from the water tank, and put them on the grill after simple treatment.

"I heard Hannah's brewery blew up?" Irina stood at the kitchen door, leaning against the doorframe, looking at MEG, who was cutting the garlic, and asked with a smile.

"Well, there's something wrong with the machine, and it blows up a little bit, but she's starting to remake it these two days." McGonagall nodded and said with a smile, "you didn't see her then. She was blown up. Her hair was blown up."

"I heard them." Irina smiles and nods. Ashley told her this morning about McGonagall's treatment with Hannah yesterday.

"By the way, I'm going to open a seafood shop. Can I recruit staff from night elves?" MEG asked back.

"Seafood restaurant?"

"Yes, I'm going to work with landist. They are responsible for the salvage and transportation, and I'm responsible for the sales, so that the residents of the chaotic city can also eat fresh and delicious seafood." MEG nodded with a smile.

"They provided your octopus whiskers?" Irina was a little surprised.

"Yes, after all, they live in the sea. They can catch these things more easily than the fishermen in endless waters. Moreover, selling seafood can also generate income for them, and the money can be used to buy what they need." MEG nodded.

Irina nodded. "I'll let Ashley arrange for you tomorrow. How many people do you need?"

Macleod thought about the cableway: "mmm." Irina agreed. She knew that Meg mostly wanted to use the McMillan restaurant to drive consumption. She didn't know much about these things, so she didn't want to participate in them.

Add a little pickled vermicelli to the scallop, and then scoop the fried garlic and spicy millet on the scallop. After a while, the scallop will give off an attractive fragrance in the mixture of oily light and garlic. Sprinkle a handful of green scallions before leaving the pot, and two dozen carbon baked scallops will be fresh.

The arm long prawns were slashed on the back and tongs. As they were roasted, the mouth became bigger and bigger. Scoop in the full garlic and let the taste soak slowly. When the prawns turned from black and blue to red, the taste of prawns overflowed, and they were put on the plate and out of the pot.

During the waiting time, McGonagall baked more than 30 kebabs of mutton. Unfortunately, he has not gained experience in roast pork and Flammulina velutipes, otherwise he must taste them.

By the way, roasted brain flower is also excellent.

MEG came out of the kitchen with two large iron plates and put them on the table.

Irina licked her red lips and took a look at the red wine at hand. "It seems that the red wine is a little out of season. Barbecue and beer are more suitable."

"It's also wonderful to have a little red wine first and then a beer." MEG picked up his glass and said with a smile, "cheers."

"Cheers, cheers." Irina took her glass, took a few mouthfuls and drank a whole glass of red wine.

McGonagall, who had taken a sip and was ready to put down his glass, hesitated for a moment and drank all the red wine in the glass.

"Beer." Elena put down her glass, her face turned red, and she looked at MEG with her eyes like silk.

"I'll pour it." McGonagall got up with a smile and walked to the kitchen. Soon he came out with two beers and a small beer barrel.

He knows how much Irina can drink. Although she is not drunk, she can't cope with one or two beers.

"Suck."

Irina held a scallop in her two fingers and put it to her mouth. Then she put the scallop meat and the vermicelli into her mouth with a small spoon. By the way, she took a mouthful of delicious soup.