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

"The taste must be beyond words, isn't it?"

"No, there are so many fillings in a small moon cake. It's so sour that I can't think of it."

"It's ugly. It doesn't deserve to be called moon cake at all!"

A moon cake with five fillings, all of a sudden, calmed the audience. Many people's eyes fell on Harrison's little moon cake, and they did not hide their disdain and superiority.

Originally, people behind Harrison showed concern one after another. Looking at McGonagall, who was responsible for distributing five kernel moon cakes, they thought that the taste of McGonagall's products should not be bad, but it would be strange to think about the taste of five different flavors of nuts in such a small moon cake. The last one even began to prepare to move.

"This is the unique existence of moon cake world - five kernel moon cake. Although its stuffing is five different kinds of nuts, when they are combined, they will exude special charm." McGonagall looked at the moon cake in Harrison's hand and read the professional excuse given by the system with a slightly strange expression. Then he looked at Harrison and said with a smile, "now, please describe Mr. Harrison's feeling after eating five kernel moon cake."

Harrison took another big bite of the moon cake in his hand and chewed it carefully. His chubby face showed an expression of enjoyment. After a long time, he swallowed it and opened his eyes with a surprise. "Although the first bite felt strange that all kinds of flavors mixed together, the second bite found that all kinds of flavors of nuts were baked crispy, The flavor of each kind of nut is so special, which is more crispy than what I have always eaten. What's more amazing is that five different flavors of nuts are perfectly blended together, as if creating a new flavor, which benefits from the crisp moon cake skin. After swallowing, the mouth is full of the flavor of nuts. "

"Moon cake, choose Wuren moon cake, not run away! The most powerful thing about boss Mai is to break the rules! " Harrison waved his arms to the five kernel moon cake team and cried with some excitement.

The people who were going to change the team heard Harrison's words and stayed one after another. They looked at McGonagall with confidence. What he was good at was breaking the rules. Such strange food might bring incomparable enjoyment to people. After all, some people have made experiments for them, and the results look good.

"Wuren moon cake is the scum in moon cake!"

"That is, it's not a pure moon cake at all!"

"In fact, there should be only two categories of moon cakes, Wuren moon cakes and other moon cakes!"

The fight between the guests about the taste of moon cakes has somehow turned into the supporters of other tastes of moon cakes attacking Wuren moon cakes.

"History is always amazingly similar. Wuren moon cake is a wonderful flower that people love and hate." McGonagall shook his head with a smile, but he didn't mean to stop it. The fight over bean curd has developed a good sense of self-restraint for the guests, and it won't start because of the fight over taste.

This kind of friendly quarrel actually has a good effect on the active atmosphere of the scene, which makes most people participate in the Mid Autumn Festival.

"Mr. McGregor, I'll take care of all the members of the Burning Legion." Sargeras came forward and grinned at MEG.

"Well, it seems that today's hunting should be quite fruitful." McGonagall smiles, takes twelve moon cakes from the basket and puts them in Sargeras' big hand. He takes a look at Kiel and others standing behind Sargeras with big bags. Their bags seem to be full of things, as if they have just returned from hunting.

"Yes, I caught a lot of good guys today. I came back a little late. I'm afraid I can't catch up with boss Mai's business hours, so I still have to go to the guild to hand in the task. I didn't expect boss Mai to hold a party today. It seems that I can't eat rougamo today." Sargeras said with a smile, though a little sorry, but he didn't complain at all.

"Hard work." McGonagall nodded to the demons of Sargeras and the Burning Legion. In order to make the whole burning demons eat rougamo, these demons go out early and return late every day to fight in the wilderness. They are the most heroic soldiers in the family.

"It's good to eat the moon cakes made by boss Mai. I haven't been home for hundreds of years. Today I'm here to eat moon cakes, see the moon and miss the lava land." Sargeras said with a smile, holding the moon cake to one side, the rest of the Burning Legion have to smile at MEG, followed Sargeras to one side.

McGonagall continued to distribute moon cakes to the guests, looking at the smiling faces, which could not be concealed.

"Two, five kernel moon cakes." Just then a lame figure came forward and held out his hand to MEG.

It's a pair of hands full of calluses. The calluses on the palm and the edge of the fingers are grinded by holding a knife. Every swordsman who practices and works hard will have such calluses on his hands.

Hearing the sound, MEG was stunned for a moment. He looked up at the man standing in front of him. He had a square face and a normal appearance. There was a scar in the corner of his left eye. He was also looking at him at this time.

"It's him!" McGonagall's heart suddenly set off a storm, this man in Alex's memory has a very important position, and after more than three years ago, he also escorted him all the way from lodu to the city of chaos, and bought him the foothold in the city of chaos.

There is only one person in Nolan who knows where MEG Alex is going, and that is the man in front of him - Louis north.

"Please take your time." Forced down the agitation, McGonagall put the two mooncakes into Louis' hands and said with a smile.

"I will." Louis also showed a smile on his face. He put away the moon cake, turned around and limped towards the back of the team. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said in his heart: "it's him."

McGonagall looked at Louis's back with a trace of pity and vigilance.

Just now he felt some gaze, one of which should be Louis, and the others made him uncertain.

If the guys in Loto suspect that he is not dead, maybe someone will think of looking for him through the line of Louis, then he will be in extreme danger.

The man Louis contacted, the father of a three-and-a-half-year-old elf, was enough to make people think of many things.

McGonagall thought that the situation was still in control, at this moment seems to be pulled to the brink of collapse.

"I have two moon cakes, too." Nelson went up to McGonagall and took a look at McGonagall. Then he fixed his eyes on McGonagall's hands. His eyebrows wrinkled slightly and then slowly loosened. With a little disappointment, he took the moon cake and slowly turned away.