Chapter 1871: pretty good

After the busiest time at noon, McGonagall hung out a rest announcement and took a short one-hour break before reopening.
McGonagall directly took the girls back to the restaurant, first to a gourmet meal, and then let them rest in the restaurant for the next busy preparation.
"It turns out that the stalls are so tiring, it's more tiring than working in the restaurant." Yabemia, who was holding a cup of fat sea in her hand, lay on the table, her voice a little hoarse.
"Yeah, so many people, it feels that the whole city of chaos is coming." Phyllis nodded, and she decorated the octopus for others today.
"Everyone is working hard. I'm busy today. I will give you a day off tomorrow." McGonagall smiled and looked at the crowd. He also underestimated people's enthusiasm a little, and today it's really tiring to everyone.
"Long live the boss!" Yabemiya cheered, so that even if you work hard today, you can sleep lazy tomorrow.
All the girls also smiled on their faces.
"But the boss, you explain that we don't need to go to the stall, but the octopus is still going to be sold, who will manage the stall?" Yabemia asked McGonagall again.
"Don't worry about this, I will let the staff of the seafood shop take over." The staff training of the seafood shop has been completed, just enough for them to practice.
In addition, he also intends to directly double the number of employees in the seafood shop. The business of the seafood shop will soon usher in a period of rapid growth. If it is successful, the expansion of the first branch will also start soon.
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On the other side, at the entrance of the gourmet conference, the guests who came to see the temporary rest announcements hanging in front of the stalls were all a little ignorant.
When does the business of the food conference still have a break?
The large screen is still scrolling through the recorded video. A variety of food is cooked in McGonagall's hands, making people a bit unable to move.
The merchants around looked at the customers who were not uncomfortable in front of the gap, but also had a complex look.
Envy is inevitable. They have participated in many food conferences. They have never seen merchants who can set rules for their guests, nor have they seen such a sensational business that has only been sold for half a day.
Of course, I have never seen such a boss who left a large group of guests and took his employees to dinner and rest.
Instead of being the other boss, I wish to hold a whip behind the employee's butt, and seeing who just didn't work hard, raised his hand as a whip.
"It seems that the food rankings of this year's food conference should be the top list of Maimi restaurants."
"It deserves its name. Looking around, there is no one who can fight. This is something we can't get sour."
"Fortunately, they only make four courses in the octopus whisker series, otherwise the top ten estimates will not be our turn to compete."
Several merchants put together in a responsible way, and the topic of discussion was unavoidably sour.
"Their family only participated in one day's food conference. After a few days, the guests have forgotten their taste. We work hard, and there is still hope." Avar grudgingly smiled.
"Such a good port, so many guests, such a high unit price, and such a fast meal speed, they actually only participate in one day?" Everyone was surprised, which was a little unimaginable for them.
But hearing this news, everyone's thinking came to life quickly, but the food conference has seven days. Although it is not as good as the Maimi restaurant today, but who is the world after seven days, this is really completely unknown.
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After a short break, the crowd returned to the stall.
Before reaching the stall, McGonagall was already staring at him with bad eyes.
"Why is this on the line?" McGonagall looked at the long line in front of the stall a bit surprised. After the announcement, there were still people queuing here. After all, this is not a Maimi restaurant. These guests are not regular customers. .
But this kind of thing, McGonagall was not once or twice, not blushing and heartless, led the girls into the stall, and began to prepare for business.
They are all freshly made foods. McGonagall turned on the big screen to broadcast live, holding a fat fish and dancing with a kitchen knife. The same size of the ingredients cut in the air was even, and they fell into the side dish baskets.
The guests who had originally complained deeply looked at this scene, and their expressions gradually brightened.
Unexpectedly, this cook looks young, but he has such a delicate knife, holding a thick and square kitchen knife, can cut the ingredients so uniformly, the action is only sloppy, and it makes the housewives feel ashamed.
The preparation of ornamental ingredients has greatly reduced the grievances of the guests, and at the same time began to look forward to the various cuisines that have exploded in word of mouth.
Of course, the bigger reason is that when they queued up here, they have been forced to read the four dishes on the menu many times. Now they just want to eat them as soon as possible to comfort their long-satisfied intestines.
"Boss Mai, I heard that the little boss was promoted to the top 32 of the Magician Conference yesterday, and it is still a master group, but it is really a young talent." Dicks, who took the children to the food conference, came up and looked at Mai Congratulations.
The Magician Conference of the Los Empire is the most authoritative magician on the Nolan continent. Although it is limited to talents with a strength of less than eighth level, the magicians who shine at each magician conference have become There is a famous presence in the magician world.
Amy broke into the top 32 of the Mage group at the age of four. This achievement is unparalleled. When the city owner received the news yesterday, it was also difficult to hide.
The guests standing in the front row heard gossip, and they all showed gossip expressions.
I didn't expect this chef to look young, he already has children, and he is still a genius magician?
"That's good," McGonagall nodded, his expression calm, and there was no pause in his movements.
"Amy is in the mage group, not the junior group." Dix thought McGonagall didn't hear it and emphasized again.
"Then the magicians who lost to her, aren't they faceless?" McGonagall suddenly looked back and asked with a smile.
"Uh ..." Dix was stunned. This angle was really strange, but after thinking about it, he nodded and said: "It should be a little embarrassing."
"Amy, this kid is good, but he is not good at acting, otherwise he can make them lose a little decent." McGonagall sighed, with a little regret.
"I ..." Dix glanced at a son who was holding a big cake and gnawed at it, and suddenly felt that the son was not good.
"Father, I want to eat this cute little ball." His son stretched out his fat hand and pointed at the octopus balls.
"This ..." Dix glanced at the time, again at the long line behind him, his face hesitant. He had to go back to the meeting after a while, but it was too late to wait in line.
"Wait a moment, give the child a small octopus ball." McGonagall said with a smile. "Anyway, there are a few minutes of rest before it ends. I will make a separate copy for him."
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