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

McGonagall's attitude towards this is: as long as you don't hit the restaurant, you can do whatever you want. Don't you think there is a venue? It doesn't matter. Just say that if he can get approval from the grey temple, he can pay to build a challenge arena for those angry guests to vent on stage.

After all, it's a very eye-catching advertisement. The key is not to pay for it.

"Boss, do you need to persuade the guests?" Abelmia looked back at the direction of the door and asked a little worried.

"Mia, if you go out, which side would you support, sweet or salty bean curd?" MEG asked with a smile, looking at abemia, who was taking a small bite of sweet bean curd.

"Sweet bean curd is the best!" Abemia does not think about the cableway.

"So as soon as you go out, you automatically become a member of the sweet party. How can you persuade you to fight like this?" McGonagall couldn't help laughing. The girl sometimes listens to me.

"Yes..." Yabei Miya was stunned for a moment, and her face turned red. Looking at McGonagall, she said, "if the boss goes out, he will become a salty party, too?"

"When we eat, we can choose the taste we like, but when we receive guests, we must not show partiality for one party. This is unprofessional behavior." McGonagall shook his head, which he's seen through lately.

"Well, I remember." Yabei Miya nodded her head seriously. What the boss stressed many times must be kept in mind. Even if you want to recommend sweet bean curd to the guests, you must hold back and let the guests make their own choices.

MEG and abemia finished eating, put away the duckling's plate, walked slowly around the restaurant twice, raised the rolling window, slowly opened the door, listened to the quarrel, and said with a smile, "open business, welcome."

MEG took a look at the girl in the crowd, who was wearing a long black dress, a black cloak and a shawl. As expected, she came again in the evening. He was a little curious. Could he see her coming to dinner without a veil one day?

"He just looked at me?" Gloria looked at MEG standing at the door with a smile on her face. She felt her heart beat faster.

In order to take care of abelmia, McGonagall consciously slowed down the speed of cooking. When Sally starts to work tomorrow, her efficiency should be improved.

The busy evening lasted until the end of business. At nine o'clock, many people wanted to come for supper, but MEG declined.

Supper, of course, is more suitable for kebabs, hot pot, beer and so on. Besides, Amy has to go to school tomorrow morning, so she has to go to bed early.

"Mia, clean up the dishes and chopsticks today and go back. When Elsa comes to the restaurant tomorrow, let her wash them by magic. It's fast and simple." MEG watched as she took out mops and rags and other things, and said with a smile that she would not start to tidy up the restaurant.

"But..." abelmia looked at MEG, and her expression was a little tangled.

"Mia, do you have anything to say to me?" McGonagall looked at her suspiciously.

"No... No." Abelmia hesitated and shook her head.

"Well, you can be busy first. I'll take Amy and the ugly duckling to bed. Both of them are asleep. Just bring them to the door when you leave." MEG nodded with a smile, went over to pick up Amy, who was sleeping on the counter, and the ugly duckling, who was sleeping on her lap, and walked upstairs.

"Well." Mia nodded and watched MEG go upstairs. Looking at the rag in her hand, she hesitated for a moment, cleaning the table while cleaning the dishes.

MEG put Amy and the ugly duckling on the cot, and then took a comfortable bath. When she came downstairs, abemia had already gone back. The restaurant was clean, and the floor was still wet and dry. She was very clean and bright.

"This girl, it seems that she really has something on her mind." McGonagall looked at the clean restaurant and whispered to himself. He went to the door, locked the door, turned off the light and went upstairs. He forgot about it for a while. He lay on the bed and ordered the stewed chicken experience pack.

A piece of information poured into McGonagall's mind, and then it was quickly absorbed by him. A top-level experience of stewed chicken fused with McGonagall's memory.

"In this way, it seems that it's not as difficult as you think." McGonagall directly pushed open the door of the testing ground, the darkness behind him disappeared instantly, and he had appeared in the kitchen with a ratio of one to one.

"Pan, casserole, ingredients, condiments... Well, they're all alive." MEG looked at the two new kitchen utensils on the stove, looked at the refrigerator again, and nodded with satisfaction.

Stewed chicken can be regarded as a real dish in the restaurant now, and the steps and difficulty coefficient have been improved. However, MEG is no longer the rookie who didn't know how to hold the kitchen knife at the beginning, and after his body recovers, he will automatically adjust to the same body as the outside world in this testing field, which is enough to cope with all the operations in the kitchen.

"Let's do it for one person first." McGonagall said to himself. He opened the refrigerator to store the drumsticks.

"System, what kind of drumstick are you?" McGonagall couldn't help crying. There were only ten drumsticks in the big compartment of the refrigerator, or none of them should be called drumsticks. It was like the enlarged drumsticks with golden red skin. In a big compartment, only ten drumsticks were filled.

"This is the drumstick of first-class Warcraft Huolie chicken. Huolie chicken is a very common Warcraft in Nolan continent. It has a certain aggressiveness and tender meat. It can nourish health, replenish qi and blood, and tonify kidney and essence."

"The Huolie chicken provided by this system is kept on a volcanic island just formed ten years ago, which is still active. This system has carried on the ecological catalysis to the volcanic island, and made the island environment suitable for the survival of flamingo.

The fire element brought by the active volcano promotes the growth of Huolie chicken and shortens the growth cycle. The adult Huolie chicken growing in this environment has been able to beat the ordinary level II Warcraft.

The nourishing effect of chicken has been increased by more than three times. At the same time, the fire element contained in chicken has an excellent effect on people with cold body, and also has a certain special effect on men. It is a saint tonic. " The sound of the system sounded, with a bit of pride.

"Your special chicken raising skills... I'm still convinced that the first level Warcraft can beat the second level Warcraft. You raise fighting chickens?" McGonagall listened to the explanation of the system, and his expression became a little strange. He reached out and took out a big chicken leg, which weighed at least three jin.

The golden red skin looks a little rough, but the touch is quite soft. The chicken is soft and hard. The color is much tighter than that of ordinary chicken.