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

Compared with the noise outside the restaurant, apart from the anxieties of abemia, who was walking back and forth in front of the counter, the restaurant was quiet. The ugly duckling had fallen asleep comfortably on the counter, with a tail hanging down the edge of the counter and occasionally sweeping.

After a while, Meg, who took a bath and changed into a clean cook's dress, came down from the upstairs with Amy in a floral dress. He straightened the collar and ironed the cook's dress meticulously, looking very fresh and neat.

After a day in the wilderness and a hot bath, McGonagall had some expectations for the next cooking duel.

The iron bull and the mutated purple gold mink toshivel helped to deal with them. He only took a piece of beef brain meat. The mercenary regiment had more channels to maximize the value of these things, and MEG just had to wait for money at home, which was obviously the best choice for him. It was also their thanks to MEG for giving them an iron bull directly.

"Boss, do you really want to compete with him for barbecue? You haven't made barbecue, have you Abelmia looked at MEG and said anxiously.

"Why, I just made it at noon today." MEG looked at the worried abelmia and said with a smile. It seems that the little girl has no confidence in him.

"Sister mia, my father's barbecue is super delicious! Amy had it at noon today, and my father said that he would make us a better barbecue in the evening. We also brought a piece of beef back Amy also said with a smile, her face full of expectation.

Looking at McGonagall's confident smile and Amy's determined expression, she said to herself, "yes, the boss is the most talented chef in the world. There's nothing he can't cook. Even if it's barbecue, he can make the best barbecue."

"Well, I believe in the boss, so what can I do for MIA?" Abemia asked, looking at MEG with a dynamic smile on her face.

"Well, there's one thing that MIA really needs to help with. It's going to be an open-air duel later, so we need to take the kitchenware we need to use to the door of the restaurant." MEG nodded and walked into the dining room.

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"Why doesn't the owner of the Maimi restaurant come out? It's almost an hour, but the grill hasn't come out yet. "

"Yes, over there at Ritchie's barbecue shop, the grills are all assembled and they're burning charcoal, but they've put up a few long boards outside the grill. Is that to prevent others from stealing?"

"Barbecue methods are all trade secrets, and it's normal not to want others to see them, but I don't know if boss Mai will do the same, so the open-air duel doesn't seem to have much to watch?"

"Don't worry, boss Mai is a super punctual person. He doesn't open the door a minute earlier than what time he says. He doesn't leave you more than a minute when he has a rest. Now he has 15 minutes left."

As time goes on, the crowd outside the restaurant is getting agitated. Rich's barbecue is almost ready. On the contrary, the restaurant is quiet and the closed door has not been opened.

"This guy, do you want to go back?" Ritchie stands in front of his grill, looking at the door of the McMillan restaurant and grinning coldly. He doesn't worry. Just now, the two sides have signed a note and pressed their fingerprints. This is certain in the city of chaos. If McGonagall goes back now, he will lose the fight, and everything in the McMillan restaurant will belong to him.

"The scale of the duel is not big, but the stunt of the open-air duel has caused sensational attention. If the two bosses do not act together, the winner of the duel will not only get the other party's restaurant, but also attract more attention by the duel." Hill sat in the carriage, lifted the curtain and watched the crowd of more than 1000 people outside the McMillan restaurant, which is rare in Aden square.

"The owner of the Maimi restaurant, who chose the venue of the contest at the door of his restaurant and set the time one hour later, is obviously a smart man." Hill has a smile on her lips. She likes to deal with smart people best. This emerging restaurant should soon meet the standard of joining Aden chamber of Commerce.

Although it is said that he and the two directors of the chamber of commerce are not very happy, the two guys who are still in Basti prison are from Jeffrey's side. If the boss cooperates, she doesn't mind helping his restaurant enter the Aden chamber of Commerce.

The owner of Ducas restaurant is Jeffrey. She needs a restaurant that can impact the status of Ducas restaurant. On her side, those old restaurants are used to staying under Ducas. This new restaurant with fierce momentum on the food list has aroused her some interest. After seeing the crowd outside the door of the restaurant, she is convinced of her own idea.

It's no use doing business only by diligence. You have to have a brain. It's the same with opening restaurants. Delicious food is often available, but there is only one Ducas. She also sees this kind of temperament in the current Maimi restaurant, so she is more curious about what kind of person the boss of this restaurant is. If she has a chance, maybe she can have a chat with him.

At this moment, the door of McMillan's Restaurant creaks open, the noise outside the restaurant stops, and people's eyes look towards the door of the restaurant.

The door opened slowly, and a half elf girl with a pair of cute pigtails sprang out. Her bright blue eyes looked at the dark crowd outside the restaurant, and her small face showed a surprised expression. She pushed the door aside, turned to the restaurant and cried: "father, there are many people outside, are they waiting for free kebabs?"

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The crowd suddenly became more quiet, and their expressions were a little strange. Standing here, they thought that they might be elected as judges to eat barbecue for free. But when they were told by a lovely little girl, they had a strange feeling that a little secret had been seen through.

"No, they're here to hear if the new product is worth buying." MEG walked out with a smile and leaned over to let abelmia, who was holding the metal grill in the back, come out.

"Just put it there." McGonagall pointed to the open space directly opposite the grill of Ritchie's barbecue shop and said, looking at the crowd of onlookers, he didn't expect that it would cause so many onlookers. It's convenient to choose the place at the door of his restaurant. He didn't want to waste too much time on this kind of trifle. After all, the restaurant will open normally tomorrow.

However, to say that there is no selfishness in advertising, it is also a bit of self deception. Growing up in a businessman's home, the businessman's thinking has probably gone deep into his heart.

"How many judges should we choose before the duel?" McGonagall said with a smile as he looked at rich with his hands folded over his chest.