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

In recent years, there have been some popular merchants in the food conference, and those owners are proud of being crowded.

The more crowded it is, the more popular it is. With the psychological bonus of following the crowd, it can attract more guests. Therefore, every year at the food fair, major businesses will find some actors to perform the drama of crowding the stalls to attract more guests.

They have never seen a shop push away the guests, let alone ask them to line up to buy things.

But this is what Maimi restaurant did, and there are so many guests to cooperate?

"President, will this affect the conference? Do you need to intervene? " The staff came quickly to Robert and asked.

"No, rules and order are the characteristics of Maimi restaurant. Every merchant should learn how to make the guests eat gracefully and leisurely." Robert shook his head, looked at the stalls gradually surrounded by the crowd, frowned and said: "over the years, the atmosphere of the food conference is too impatient, some businesses have even forgotten that the taste of food is their core competitiveness. Cheating on customers will only continue to discredit the food conference."

"But..."

"Find two staff members who are responsible for guiding the guests to line up in the Maimi restaurant. As long as the normal access of other guests is not affected, give them maximum freedom." Robert interrupted him.

"Yes." The staff left quickly.

McGonagall looked at the cooperating guests with a smile and said, "thank you for your cooperation. Now please order in order."

"The Maimi restaurant model is really the most comfortable one." Consciously giving way to the ladies, the ladies in the team showed their interest one after another. Even if they didn't go to the Maimi restaurant for dinner, they had heard something about the restaurant.

If you can follow the chef to learn a high-grade dish, there will be more skills to show off in front of your friends, and you can conquer your husband's stomach with delicious food.

"Yes, today I will publish the four course menu and conduct on-site teaching." McGonagall nodded and had some impressions of the restaurant's regular customers.

McGonagall snapped his fingers, and a virtual giant screen appeared above the stall of the Maimi restaurant. The real-time picture in the stall was shown on the screen.

This is a common technique used in large-scale competitions. The combination of photo stone and small magic array can achieve the effect of real-time transmission. Unfortunately, limited by the size of magic array, it can only be broadcast in a short distance.

"Wow! The boss is too hard, isn't he? "

"How sweet! I'm afraid we can't learn. "

At the back of the line, the guests who were worried that they couldn't see McGonagall's cooking could not help shouting.

"I'll have a small octopus ball, too."

"A small octopus ball."

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Many ladies have already had breakfast before they go out, so they only order octopus balls. Like Harrison, they have to have everything and two bowls of rice. Most of them are men or restaurant regulars who specially come for breakfast.

"Today, I only make four courses of Octopus based food. The vegetables are cut into small pieces by a broad kitchen knife. Although the speed is reduced in order to let people see clearly, the exquisite craftsmanship still makes the housewives' faces shine.

After the vegetables are cut, MEG teaches people how to mix the paste of octopus balls. From the choice of flour, the ratio of egg and water, he talks in great detail. It's easy to understand and operate at the same time.

"The ingredients for making octopus balls are ready. Now we begin to make octopus balls formally. First, turn on the stove, preheat the special octopus ball pan for a while, and then pour in a proper amount of wide oil, spoon a spoon of paste with a soup ladle, and pour them into these small holes one by one..."

McGonagall's action is flowing, and the explanation does not affect the operation at all. Vegetables and octopus must be covered on the batter, and then a layer of batter is poured, which is almost flush with the edge of the plate. He swipes across the plate with a bamboo stick in his hand, and then quickly stirs the octopus balls which are half formed to turn over, The golden octopus balls are presented to everyone.

Not only are the guests waiting in front of the stall intoxicated, but also the guests coming in from the entrance slow down unconsciously. Even the guests from other stalls can't help looking back at the giant screen.

McGonagall is like a swordsman with a kitchen knife, showing his superb and delicate skills on the baking tray. The large screen makes him the only protagonist.

The small golden balls began to give off an attractive fragrance.

"The little balls are so cute... Sucking."

"I didn't expect that cooking could be so charming. The chef is so handsome!"

"People are handsome, dishes are well cooked, and they speak softly. They just grow according to my criteria for choosing a mate."

"I feel as like as two peas, I can make the same octopus balls."

Some people can't help swallowing at octopus balls, others can't help swallowing at MEG.

The team in front of the stall quietly increased a lot.

"The octopus balls are roasted into golden yellow. When you tap with a bamboo stick, you can feel that the shell is a little scorched and hard. Use the bamboo stick to lift the octopus balls and put them on the plate. This octopus ball is a success." MEG picked up four octopus balls, put them in a small wooden box and handed them to "now let's review them." McGonagall said, turning on the three stoves, then scooping a large scoop of paste with a soup ladle and splashing it on the baking tray.