Chapter 1908: This boss ... is too good? !

Randy's remarks about the hard-to-find food made Milo take it seriously and even wanted to see it as a bosom friend.
He is a man who has a strict attitude towards food, not a natural sarcasm.
As long as the behavior of those merchants can be a little more convergent, and he does not put the crude food on the guest's table, he is too lazy to write anything.
If there is any food worth recommending, then he will not hesitate to write a special book about it.
But so far, the frequency of such delicacies has been extremely low.
He has also traveled many places, but the more and more he was disappointed, but he was not as good as the restaurants in Luodu who were punished by him.
This Mai Mi restaurant can praise Randy so much, and Milo can't help but have some expectations.
Of course, this expectation is a bit cautious, and it may be that Randy has not eaten any food, so it is not impossible to reach such a conclusion.
"I heard that Mr. Mai had just launched a new product today, and he didn't come to bed at noon, so I booked here for dinner. It must be to taste the taste of Mapo tofu." Randy's smile was full of anticipation.
"Very good." Milo nodded with a smile, seeing that he was indeed very affectionate about this restaurant.
Judging from the guests, this restaurant should not be looking for care.
Being able to allow so many guests to wait in line in advance willingly shows that this restaurant is somewhat skillful.
However, Milo still has a skeptical attitude about the level of this restaurant, and he has tasted it personally, and it is really good.
He feels that Luodu, a restaurant with good reviews, can open a branch in the city of chaos, and it can be as popular as this restaurant.
This is the so-called dimensionality reduction blow.
The owner of this restaurant may have come here from other places, even Luo, and then harvested a lot of diners with a level of cuisine that exceeds the average level of cuisine in the city of chaos.
This is half an hour, and Milo and Randy chatted a few times from time to time.
The door of the restaurant finally opened, and a young man in a neat and clean chef's uniform came out and welcomed the guests with a smile.
"Look, that is Mr. Mai, the owner and chef of this restaurant." Randy introduced to Milo.
"So young?" Milo looked at McGonagall unexpectedly, looking like he was about thirty years old.
For a chef, his figure is too dry and thin, if the larger pot does not know whether he can afford it, the chef is physically strenuous.
And he even wore such a clean chef's uniform. Although he always required that the chef's dress and behavior must be exquisite, but letting a chef work like this in the kitchen, there are some show elements in it.
When cooking, just splash a little oil on your clothes, won't you ruin a suit?
Or does he change to a new chef uniform every day?
In Milo's view, dressing in the kitchen like this is tantamount to restraining your hands, making it more difficult to cook in vain.
"Yeah, it's a young man, probably talking about people like Boss Mai." Randy nodded deeply, and then expressed some envy and envy: "The girl who wants to marry Boss Mai has been able to go around Aden Square A lap. "
"This is really enviable." Milo was a bit sour.
The guests started to enter the field, and Milo and they also followed the team.
He watched McGonagall greet the guests, not the polite ones, but the ones who could call each other's nickname or nickname.
"The atmosphere is really good." Milo nodded slightly, the small details, but it made people feel that this restaurant is more human.
"Boss Mai." Randy and McGonagall greeted with a smile.
McGonagall glanced at Randy's dark circles gradually, and said with a long heart: "Although you are young, you have to rest your kidneys."
"Xie can't rest, but this is not to come to you to cheer on." Randy blinked and smiled.
McGonagall also smiled, knowing that Randy had eaten a fine soft meal recently. The thirty-year-old woman is exactly the age of a wolf, and he can rest if he says he rests.
Since you have chosen to eat this meal, you must have this consciousness.
But his face was filled with two words really fragrant!
"It's right to eat one more meat bun in a while," McGonagall said.
"Hey, that's necessary." Randy walked in quickly with a smile, not blocking the guests behind.
McGonagall nodded slightly towards Garland and Myro. Even if it was a compliment, a guest who seemed unfamiliar should be the first time to visit the restaurant.
"Comfortable and polite hospitality is a joke and a serious one." Milo gave McGonagall a good first impression in his heart.
Entering the restaurant, Milo's eyes lit up.
The size of the restaurant can only be regarded as medium. There are dozens of tables in the lobby, which are separated from each other without affecting the overall permeability. At the same time, guests can have a relatively private dining space.
On the right is the hot pot area, which is separated from the ordinary dining area by only two arches.
It is said that eating hot pot and eating normally are two different atmospheres.
The table setting and decoration of this restaurant gives Milo's first impression is stunning.
Not because it is gorgeous, nor because it is huge.
It is a comfortable feeling that makes people feel stable.
Appropriate table spacing, fresh log decoration, and small green plants embellish it, which is pleasing to the eye.
This makes people feel relaxed in one step into the restaurant, and the feeling of wanting to sit down and order a meal makes him a little amazing.
This is probably the atmosphere that every restaurant wants to create, but none of the restaurants he has visited have such a good Mai Mi restaurant.
What makes him more amazing are the girls on the two sides, half-dragon, elf, orc, demon ... Although they have different races, they all have amazing looks.
"This boss ... is it too good ?!" Milo admired in his heart, but politely withdrew his gaze, and repeatedly told himself in the heart that he came for food today.
"Sit here." Garland chose a location near the kitchen, where he could better observe this restaurant, including observing the waiter serving food and listening to the movements in the kitchen.
"This kitchen ... is open?" As soon as Milo sat down, he discovered that the kitchen partition turned out to be an oversized crystal wall. Sitting in his position, he could easily see everything in the kitchen operation table.
"It's really ..." Garan turned his head when he heard the words, and his face was equally astonished.
"This is the confidence and pride of Mr. Mai, even if it is open to everyone, he is not afraid of others learning." Randy came to their table and smiled. Brother, do n’t you mind if I sit here? "