Chapter 149: Ugly duckling, do you have any opinions on me? (monthly ticket plus 4/11)

"Don't worry, they can't stop the game." McGonagall shook his head with a smile. He just looked at the process of the negotiations between them and the process of their negotiations. I can see that these people are not unreasonable people. Most of them are curious about why restaurants Can attract so many guests, want to get the experience.
Of course, if he really wants to make a fuss, he doesn't worry at all. Without Julian and Krassu, Amy is enough for them to eat a pot.
And they should just see the restaurant business hot, want to come to the classics.
This level of tasting and tasting of Meg has not been taken care of. When the restaurant is more popular, the famous Aden Square, the city of chaos, and even the whole Nolan continent, it is estimated that there will be more chefs with ulterior motives coming to the door. , try to find a way to learn to cook with him?
"I will serve them as usual, I think they should also like it." McGonagall nodded, took a plate from the side and put the fried Yangzhou fried rice in the pan, indicating that the North Asian Mia could take it.
"Oh, okay." Yabei Mia quickly went to the front to go to the fried rice. Seeing McGonagall was so calm, it was like finding the backbone of the heart all at once, and his face showed a confident smile again.
Also, she does not believe that others can make such delicious food like the owner of Mai, even if they have eaten.
She has been helping the kitchen for so many years, but most of the ingredients and spices used by McGonagall have never been seen before, and some have never heard of someone who will be cooking.
Mai Bo is a genius, making all kinds of food in a variety of incredible ways. The hands seem to be magical, not the average chef can compare.
"Little Amy, the stomach is still hungry? Do you want to eat more? I treat you." Carat held the spoon in one hand and looked at Amy's smile, and looked at Julian with some pride.
Julian promised in the morning that after Amy followed him in class, all three meals a day, three days a week, this is not a small expenditure, and now deliberately provoke this topic, but also want to discourage him.
"Oh." Sure enough, Julian tilted him and a layer of frost on the spoon in his hand.
"No, I am already full." Amy shook her head and looked at Krassu. She had a lovely smile on her face. "But if you are half-bearded, if you want to invite me to dinner, then you will follow your class." Please come to the three meals."
The smile on Krassu's face suddenly became stiff. I just wanted to slap Julian. I didn't expect to sneak myself in. Amy actually took it so naturally, so that he had a point of reason and he should nod.
"Little Amy, if you are hungry in the evening, you can add a nightingale. I have all wrapped up together." Julian’s face showed a smile, and some hoarse voices sounded a bit cheerful. Julian, his face is a expression of gloating.
"Okay! Thank you, Master Turtle." Amy nodded happily, and then her eyes turned to Krassu, waiting for his answer.
"Well, then I followed my three meals when I was in class." Krassu sighed and nodded helplessly.
What can I do? I encountered such an apprentice who knows how to save money for the old man and find that the master does not spend money and supplies three meals. The key is still so cute.
"In any case, so much money is piled up and moldy. If you come to eat, you can't finish it for about a hundred years." Krassu thought about the subsidies that the royal family sent to him every month for hundreds of years. Feel free to drop in a big room.
A few years ago, Arthur reminded him that the room was full, changed to a bigger room, and replaced all the money in the past few decades with the new version of the gold coin. It is said that some out of print also sold a lot of money.
He is not sure about the specifics. Anyway, there should be a lot of them. I will go back and write a copy of the pigeons and let Arthur bring the money together. With such an apprentice, there will be no less money in the future.
"Semi-beard Master, you are also very good." Amy said happily, sitting on the high stool, happy to shake the small short legs, the left side of the ugly duckling that just fell asleep on the leg, and some resentment Eyes glanced at her.
"Ugly duckling, do you have any opinions on me?" Amy stopped shaking her feet and leaned over and looked at the ugly duckling and asked seriously.
"Hey~" The ugly duckling immediately shook his head, his eyes were very sincere, and there were opinions? How dare you!
"If you have opinions, you can say, if you don't say anything, how do I know that you have opinions?" Amy continued to say earnestly.
"Hey?" There was a hesitation in the eyes of the ugly duckling, and it seemed to be thinking about the credibility of Amy’s words.
"If you say it, I think it makes sense to correct it. I will correct it if I know it wrong." Amy’s expression is more sincere and follow-up.
"喵喵~" The ugly duckling hesitated for a while, pointing to Amy’s short short legs, and then using his little claws to draw a dithering posture, shaking his head vigorously, and then making a sleeping position, sapphire The big eyes are full of expectations looking at Amy.
"Ugly duckling, I know that you have opinions on me, and you admit it yourself!" Amy glared at the cat's head and looked at the ugly duckling's soft face in the shape of his hands, happy.
"喵" ugly duckling has no face to love, routine! This world is all a routine!
Amy was happy, and then she stopped, holding the face of the ugly duckling with both hands and said seriously: "It is impossible to shake your legs. If you dislike it, go to the ground and squat."
The ugly duckling probe glanced at the ground and looked at Amy's little short legs. He didn't have the bones to go back and fell asleep in Amy's shaking legs.
The speed of dining is generally very fast. After all, in the face of such a food, most of the time, the spoons in the hands cannot be controlled at all, and now the restaurant only provides Yangzhou fried rice and meat sandwiches, so the long queues are very fast. Shortened.
Many guests take the meat folder and take it directly in the hand to eat on the road. It is said that eating in walking is another special feeling.
"Hey? Little onion cake grandfather, pork chops fat uncle, flower apron aunt..." As the team shortened, Amy looked at the members of the tour group who came forward, and the eyes suddenly turned bright, one by one pointed and said, actually Everyone is given a nickname.
Everyone is also a bit stunned. One is that they have a strange nickname inexplicably. What is even more strange is how this half-elf girl knows them?
Although the nickname is strange, it does have some connection with them. Looking at each other, it seems that it seems too appropriate. Just this girl seems to be the daughter of the restaurant owner?
Amy looked at everyone, thought about it, and asked curiously: "But, are you coming to the market?"