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

The hall, which had been in an uproar, was suddenly and strangely quiet. The ministers were staring at MEG with the eyes of caring for the mentally retarded.

The deputy director of the dining hall is second only to Bilman in the dining hall. It took Bilman ten years to climb to the position, and MEG got it with three dishes.

King's courtiers, for a civilian chef, can be said to ascend the sky.

The reason why the king's decision made the ministers in an uproar was that it was an extraordinary decision.

How many chefs sharpen their heads to get the best of the Palace Banquet in order to get the chance to enter the dining hall.

However, the cook from the city of chaos refused his Majesty's reward?

What's more, the reason he used was that there was a restaurant in the city of chaos?!

"Silly!"

Some ministers can't help being rude.

It's an invitation from the king of Los empire. Can't his majesty compare with the guests of his restaurant in the city of chaos?

This kind of question does not need to use the brain to ponder, but this fellow has chosen an inconceivable answer.

"The trough! He... He... Isn't he the boss who sold roast beef in front of Carrey's barbecue yesterday noon

Abraham stares at MEG and almost jumps out of his chair.

"No wonder the chef who can make such delicious stewed chicken and rice, and roast beef, makes perfect sense." Take a few deep breaths to calm himself down. Abraham looks at MEG with a complicated mood.

He thought that Luo Du suddenly appeared two super chefs, but he didn't expect that they were the same chef, and he ran into them again. He was very lucky.

Qiao Xiu's ministers were a little nervous. They thought that McGonagall's winning the best Palace Banquet was undoubtedly a good thing for the second prince.

But now McGonagall's words are likely to irritate his majesty, and all his previous actions are in vain.

Joe made a few winks at McGonagall, although McGonagall had told him in advance to return to the city of chaos, he also agreed.

But he never thought that McGonagall could win the best Palace Banquet, and his father liked it so much. If he could stay in the dining hall and cook for his father every day, it would be of great benefit to him.

McGonagall looked at the ground with his eyes down. He seemed to be in a bit of panic, and naturally avoided Joe's eyes perfectly.

Joking, how many guests are still crying at the door of the restaurant? How can he stay in the palace and be a canary for this old thing.

He was afraid that one day he could not help putting some poison in the food and killing the family.

Sean's eyes brightened up and he handed his curling bottle to the maid. He rearranged his clothes and raised a curve of his mouth.

"Bold! You rascal, who gives you the courage to talk to your majesty like this? How many people want to enter the dining hall but can't? Your majesty gives you a big reward and asks you to join the dining hall as the deputy manager, but you refuse to open a restaurant? In your eyes, can't the dining hall compare with your small restaurant? Your majesty is not as good as your guests? " A tall minister suddenly got up and cheered excitedly, pointing to MEG.

McGonagall didn't have to look back to know that the minister from the Ministry of war was one of Sean's confidants. Sean was not suitable to do this kind of thing in person, so naturally he wanted these doglegs to bite.

However, he was not the one to be bitten casually. He turned to the minister and said:

"This is not so good. The common people are just a little chef in the chaotic city. He was invited by his second highness to offer food for his majesty. Before he came, he had already agreed with his highness that he would return to the chaotic city in five days. His second highness had also agreed, so he put up a notice at the door of the restaurant to tell his acquaintances that he would return in five days."

"Although the small restaurant is a small business, it can't be compared with the dining hall. The guests are more ordinary people, and they can't be compared with your majesty. However, I think we should be honest in our conduct. Since I have promised my guests to return to the restaurant and continue to open in five days, I can't deceive them. Therefore, I have no choice but to decline his Majesty's kindness. "

Throw the pot. Meg's a professional.

As soon as McGonagall's words came out, the ministers stopped talking, and their eyes turned to Joe.

If McGonagall's statement is true, there is nothing wrong with what he has done. On the contrary, he is a good boss who treats people with sincerity.

Taking the pot passively and looking at the eyes, Joe Xiu suddenly regretted what he had promised McGonagall, but now that McGonagall's words had been spoken, he could only harden his head and then said: "father, master McGonagall has really talked about this with his children. Master McGonagall is really a good boss who treats every guest well. He was in Renhe food street yesterday..."

Qiao Xiu recounts what happened in Carrey barbecue yesterday afternoon, and successfully portrays MEG as a good cook who fights for the rights of the common people and goes deep into the common people.

Of course, this kind of story has no sense of substitution for the ministers of the powerful class. When they think about eating in Renhe food street and sitting next door to the common people, they even want to swear.

"Wow! One man challenges the best barbecue and wins! It's so cool

"Fight for the common people! How loving

"Such a frank personality is really handsome!"

"Bad, it's the feeling of heartbeat..."

The girls look at Meg's eyes are lit up a little star, such a person perfectly fits the image of the hero in their mind, coupled with the handsome appearance and irresistible food, small heart beating like a fawn.

"It's the most fatal thing to seduce a girl."

McGonagall listened to the little girls whispering praise, a little helpless in his heart, really a perfect, let himself a little embarrassed.

Originally still a little nervous, Elena saw Meg's smile flashed around the corner of her mouth and could not help clenching her fist. "Smelly men, they are all pig hooves!"

"It's the honor of every chef to be able to cook for your Majesty in the dining hall. Master McGonagall was invited by his second highness. Didn't he explain his rules before he came? If we get the best dish of the Palace Banquet, but we don't want to stay in the dining hall as the imperial chef, and want to go back to the chaotic city to open a restaurant, what's the reputation and prestige of our empire? Where is the majesty of the king Sean stood up and looked at Joe with burning eyes.

"This matter..."

Joe frowned, Sean suddenly entered, and two big hats were put on, which made him not know how to fight for a while.

"Although my chaotic city is small, it also has a place where Master McGonagall can manage his restaurant with ease."

At this moment, the long silent Novartis put down his cup and said leisurely.