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

Rich's fat body finally squeezed into the front row, looking at the leave slip hanging on the door, his whole body trembled with anger.

This morning, he got up very early and made a special trip to the afternoon. Unexpectedly, there was a leave slip waiting for him, so the first thought in his mind was that Meg didn't dare to fight, so he found an excuse to close the door and take shelter.

He has absolute confidence in his own barbecue. His family's barbecue shop, which has been handed down for three generations, is an old brand in the city of chaos. Even if there is no ticket issue, it is also one of the top 50 delicacies on the food list.

Moreover, this time when he came to Maimi restaurant with such confidence, he was prepared with a big move, which was specially used to deal with McGonagall. He didn't expect that his fist had not been waved yet, but his opponent had disappeared, which made him a little crazy.

"Isn't that the owner of the barbecue there? I remember last month when he was fighting for the list of delicious food, he was always aiming at the Maimi restaurant and wronged the boss to brush the list. In the end, the food and Beverage Association issued a notice that Richie barbecue was the real one to brush the list, and it was also blackened by the list of delicious food. What's he doing today? " Harrison recognized Ritchie, puzzled.

A lot of guests are all in the same mood. Looking at rich, I don't know how the boss who has been crushed by the Maimi restaurant dares to come here. Is he coming to pick something up again?

"I'm here today to challenge the boss of this restaurant. I want to have a fair fight with him in cooking skills to see who is the king of roast meat in Aden square!" Feeling the eyes and whispers that had been invested in him, rich turned red, raised his right hand high and said aloud.

"Rich barbecue! Ritchie barbecue Outside, the boy raised his hand and yelled, with a weak momentum echoing rich's challenge manifesto.

"Doesn't McMillan seem to sell barbecue? Boss Mai may not be good at barbecue, and he has never said that he is the king of barbecue. Is this guy's brain pinched by the door

"Yes, it's shameless to challenge Mr. Mai's dishes with what he's good at."

"That's not necessarily true. Boss Mai is a genius. I don't think there's any dish he can't cook in the world. Even barbecue must be the best one made by boss Mai!"

When the guests looked at rich, they had a lot of discussions. Some people despised him, while others were full of confidence in McGonagall.

"Well! I'll be back at noon today. I want to see how long the coward is going to hide. How dare he take the challenge from rich Rich snorted coldly and looked at the guests at the door of the restaurant, shaking his fat body and walking away slowly.

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At this time, MEG just came out of the union hall with Amy and the ugly duckling. With a map in his hand, he stood at the door and looked at it carefully for a while. He pulled out his bicycle from one side of the alley and drove towards the South Gate with the two little guys.

I got the map that iron bull often haunts. However, compared with the bronze boar last time, this iron bull is obviously more skinny. It needs to go deeper into the wild jungle to find it.

Although a little troublesome, but in the face of physical fitness point and the temptation of moon cake menu, McGonagall is determined to have a try.

McGonagall collected his bike when he went out of the city. The roads outside the north of the city were trampled by mercenaries, which were potholes and not suitable for cycling. McGonagall wanted to change the cross-country bike from the system, but after hearing the high price of the system and the bad worry about the oil price, he finally chose the most low-carbon and environmentally friendly way to travel - walking.

The mercenaries gush out from the city gate. The Forest Troll more than five meters high is walking with the legs like a tree trunk. The abyss devil is riding on the spikes and fighting pigs. The goblins are in a neat line. The Dragon glides over the sky and marches towards the wilderness.

"Father, are we also mercenaries?" Amy sat on Meg's shoulder, looking at the huge team, and asked excitedly.

"Yes, we went to the mercenary association to get the task. Of course, we are also mercenaries." McGonagall nodded with a smile. This kind of scene also made his heart feel faster and beat for a few minutes. It seemed that there was a wild nature growing vigorously at the bottom of his heart.

"Boy, mercenaries never take little girls into the wilderness." Cried a knight, passing MEG on a horse.

This immediately caused a roar of laughter. Many mercenaries looked at McGonagall and wondered how this man, who didn't have a horse, could take a half elf girl into the wilderness.

Besides a strange backpack on his back, he only has a half short knife with a strange shape. It doesn't look like a professional mercenary at all. Instead, it looks like a father taking his daughter out for an autumn outing.

McGonagall didn't care about the mercenary's ridicule and jokes. The mercenary's character was just like this. How could they know that their backpacks were full of spices and tools that could enjoy the most delicious food in the wilderness, and the one on his waist was the most powerful and lethal weapon against the iron bull, the butcher's knife.

"My father is the most powerful mercenary! The most powerful Knight McGonagall didn't care, but Amy quit and said angrily.

Looking at the serious and serious expression on Amy's small face, the mercenaries were all amused, and the laughter became louder.

"Hey, where are you going?" Just then, a big open carriage pulled by three one horned horses stopped beside MEG. A woman stood on the shaft and looked at MEG.

McGonagall turned and looked around. She was talking about a beautiful woman with long red hair. The morning sun fell on her wheat skin and turned pink. The red and black leather bra couldn't cover the eye-catching roundness. The leather shorts, which were almost short to the thigh root, made the strong and slender thighs stand out. A folding clasp more than one meter long was tied behind her, A pair of beautiful brown eyes looking at MEG and Amy, eyes with a bit of examination and curiosity, like a wild cheetah in general.

Behind her carriage sat seven mercenaries, including orcs, demons, humans, and even an elf. It was obviously a small mercenary regiment.

"Female hunter!"—— This was the first thought that flashed through Meg's mind. However, unlike those mercenaries who laughed at him, MEG didn't see the slightest disdain in her eyes. After hesitation, she said, "we're going to fog valley."

"Misty Valley?" Shiver was stunned for a moment. He was surprised and said, "are you going for the tin bull, too?"