Chapter 1679: Are these strange uncles burning themselves to warm others?

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McGonagall looked at the rapidly increasing number of shoppers in his head, and looked up in surprise in the direction of the door.
Hardly any new guests entered the store before, but unexpectedly ushered in a small outburst. Three or two hordes of guests came into the door and took the seat under the guidance of the waiter to make the lobby lively.
The number of shoppers soon exceeded 300 and continues to rise.
"What happened outside? Suddenly a lot of people came in." Mia looked back in the direction of the door, surprised, and asked Rina, who was just walking near them.
Rena was also surprised by the sudden surge in passenger flow. After a little thought, she was not sure: "Often I come to the restaurant to buy a lot of meat clips. Those customers want to eat hot pot outdoors. I asked them to arrange a table. This will It should start eating. "
"It turned out that it must be those customers who watched the Burning Legion eat hot pot, and then couldn't help but enter the store to eat hot pot." Mia thoughtfully, and looked at McGonagall with a smile: "The boss often lets Xiaomi Doing things like this is time and again. "
"For hot pots that most customers don't know about, this is indeed a good way." McGonagall nodded with a smile, and Rena was misguided to let the Burning Corps advertise lively for Mai Rui Hotpot, and The effect is excellent.
And it is equivalent to a screening of customers, the purpose of entering customers is very strong, the order rate is naturally high.
"Then I should thank them well." Rena smiled.
The guests walked into the hot pot restaurant and looked at the lobby with their eyes shining brightly. The bright lights illuminated the lobby. The decoration style was brilliant, mixed with small fresh green decorations, and there were nearly a hundred tables on display. There was a simple partition between each other. , But it does not affect the permeability in space.
The restaurant is very warm, and the air is filled with a strong hot pot fragrance. There are already more than 20 tables seated at the guests. The white heat rises from the pot. The guests are chatting while waiting for the hot pot while waiting for the ripeness. , Gossip became easy and pleasant.
This environment makes people's mood relax quickly.
Under the guidance of a beautiful and elegant elf waiter, you can sit in your favorite position and get a menu to start ordering.
Unexpectedly, most guests expected that the restaurant was so luxuriously decorated that they hired all-elf waiters, but the price of the dishes was not high. Many restaurants on BYD Plaza had lower average prices, so they started ordering with confidence.
The endless stream of shop guests formed a very good driving effect, and the Burning Legion sitting at the door not only successfully deterred Isaac who wanted to intercept customers, but also completed the demining task for other guests. Standing by for a while, most people couldn't hold their feet towards the hot pot restaurant.
"Let go of that duck intestine, this is what I dropped three rounds ago!"
"So I let it go?"
"No, no, put it in my bowl, you put it down, and I won't be able to find it again after three more rounds."
Everyone in the Burning Legion was unaware of this, and was completely immersed in the fun of shabu-shabu and couldn't extricate themselves.
The crowd was like six burning torches, but it brought some warmth to the onlookers.
Of course, it is not ruled out that some people deliberately make fire.
Isaac and the skinny man looked at the scene across the street with stunned faces.
"Supervisor, what do you do now?" The skinny man whispered, daring to intercept customers and not dare to come forward, but beat and beat again. He couldn't even walk over and lay on the ground.
"I'm too south," Isaac said with a sad look.
There are those door gods guarding, and today, no matter who they are Cassia hot pot, they are useless.
"Don't you say that we are going to see what their family sells in the morning? Are we going now?" The skinny man asked, glancing at the fierce lava demons over there, his calves shaking a little.
"Go now, not to tell others what we want to do." Isaac gave him a white look, stood up holding a copy of the bench, and said, "Help me, let's go back to the store first and let the boss reassign someone. come."
"Okay, please slow down." The skinny man was relieved, helping Isaac limping slowly towards the Kathia Hot Pot restaurant.
At the same time when they were eating, the seats on the first floor were almost full, and the steam was steaming, accompanied by the chatter of people, as hot as the boiling soup in the pot.
"It doesn't seem that I need to think of anything else." McGonagall glanced at the number of people who had become 421/1000. Now it is noon, and at night is the hottest period of hot pot restaurant business.
The guests looked very satisfied, the unique fun of shabu-shabu and the ultimate deliciousness after the entrance brought them a happy and novel dining experience.
Through word-of-mouth deliciousness, it can bring a very high conversion rate of new customers. Meg believes that these more than 400 customers will bring more new customers to the hot pot restaurant in the near future. Fission occurs.
"Checkout." McGonagall raised his hand to the waiter.
"Sir, your boss is in her name. If you finish your meal, just leave." The elf waiter came up and said with a smile.
"On the first day of opening, how much should be counted, how can it be counted on the boss' head." McGonagall smiled and shook his head, and found the purse from his arms. "Come, how much money we eat at this table. "
"This ..." The elf waiter looked at McGonagall in entanglement, glanced left and right, trying to find a boss, but the boss seemed to just go upstairs.
"A total of 1250 copper coins, I have figured it out." Amy nodded.
"No need to look for it, the tip is extra." McGonagall took a dragon coin and three gold coins and handed it to the elf, then took Amy's little hand and walked towards the door.
The waiter took the money, and for a while he didn't know if he should return it to McGonagall or accept it.
"Aren't we going to say hi to Rena before leaving?" Mia asked, taking her clothes and looking at McGonagall.
"She will be busy today, and we won't bother her." McGonagall shook his head.
"Oh." Mia nodded curtly.
The crowd followed McGonagall's departure.
Along the way, the regulars at Maimi's restaurant greeted them with McGonagall, and looked like a popular king.
McGonagall went out, and a heat wave struck him, making him a little stingy.
"Are these strange uncles burning themselves to warm others?" Amy looked at the crowd of the Burning Legion who burned herself a bit, surprised.
"Uh ..." McGonagall groaned, and there seemed to be no problem if he wanted to explain it that way.
However, he was really scared by the Burning Legion's position to eat hot pot. Six human-shaped fire pillars surrounded a big pot and hot pot, and even the iron chair under the buttock was burnt red, which fits the name of the hot pot.