Chapter 2040: Binding life experience system...

Abraham ordered a double serving of wine, and asked the butler to go to the restaurant next door to make two servings of rice.
Others come to the pub to drink.
But the two nephews and uncles set out vegetables and rice, as if they came to eat here.
The atmosphere in the palace was a little depressed these few days, and Winnessa was very smart, so Qiao Xiu was naturally unable to hide anything from her.
Abraham heard that Winnessa had a lack of appetite, so he tasted the appetizers last night. Today, he went to the palace to pick her up and take her to taste the appetizers of this pub.
"This cold pig ears and cold pig tongue look like husband and wife lung slices made by Mr. Mai." Winnessa looked at the two cold dishes in front of her, surprised.
Abraham smiled and said: "You taste it, the taste is similar to the same."
"Really?" Winnessa didn't believe it.
Boss Mai is the most powerful chef she has ever seen. She doesn't think that a tavern owner can make food comparable to him.
The chopsticks picked up a piece of pig's ears. After the training of Mai Mi Restaurant, her pursuit of ingredients has abandoned all prejudices.
She didn't dislike it because it was a piece of pig ears, but rather looked forward to what kind of surprises pig ears had never eaten before.
The pig's ears are wrapped in bright red oil, and the scent of ghee is slowly floating with the spicy taste.
At the entrance, Ma and Spicy burst suddenly.
Winnessa felt her head hum suddenly.
It's a familiar feeling!
The shell teeth bit open the pig's ears, a bit of brittle bone is sandwiched between the soft and delicate, and with a light bite, it makes a clicking sound. The taste of spring teeth brings an interesting chewing experience.
Spicy and delicious, in this mouthful.
Winnessa squinted her eyes slightly, feeling as if she had returned to the chaotic city again, sitting in the Mai Mi restaurant, tasting a new product launched by Mai Mi.
"Huh... so spicy!"
Winnessa took a sip of rice, with fine beads of sweat on her forehead.
It's such a refreshing feeling!
The spicy taste is refreshing, but not lingering, and the fragrance is even better, making people want to eat again!
"How is it?" Abraham smiled.
Winnessa swallowed the rice and said with a smile: "I want to go to the back kitchen to see if Mr. Mai is locked inside to cook."
"I saw it yesterday, no." Abraham smiled.
"I didn't expect Luo Du to have such a great chef. Although he only made three dishes, this cold pork ear is as delicious as husband and wife's lung slices." Winnessa took a cold pork tongue and fed it to her mouth. Then he became addicted.
McGonagall didn't particularly mind if others brought their own rice, after all, Winnessa was not old enough to drink, and this kind of liquor was not suitable for her to eat.
He observed carefully, a little worried that they would guess his identity through the dishes.
However, according to his observations, the two are obviously more interested in food.
After eating and drinking enough, Winnessa's complexion and mood looked much better.
"Will it be so bad?" Winnessa pointed to the rice bowl in front of her.
Abraham smiled and shook his head and said: "It's okay, I said hello to the boss, and we will clean up our jobs in a while."
"Hehe, it's better to be Uncle Abraham. If you find something delicious, you will think of me as soon as possible." Winnessa looked at Abraham gratefully.
"That must be dripped." Abraham patted his chest naturally with a face: "As long as it is delicious to me, I will definitely not forget you."
Winnessa looked around, approached Abraham, and whispered: "Then can I pack a copy back?"
"Not full yet?"
"No, it's because the queen can't eat anything during this time. I want to bring her some appetizers." Winnessa shook her head.
"Well, I'll pack a copy for you." Abraham got up and walked to the wine cabinet.
"A total of 264 copper coins..." Amy has already settled the account.
"I also want to pack a bottle of Moutai, one for each of the three dishes to go with." Abraham said.
"Okay, please wait a moment." McGonagall promised in the kitchen. After a while, he took three packaged dishes to go with the wine, and took a bottle of Moutai from the wine cabinet and handed it to Abraham.
"Thanks to the boss, let's buy sugar for the kids for the rest." Abraham took three dragon coins to Amy.
"Thank you Fat Grandpa." Amy happily put away the Dragon Coin, which is super valuable.
"Goodbye, kid." Winnessa smiled and said goodbye to Amy, and by the way, she flicked the ugly duckling.
"The relationship between Duke Abraham and this tavernkeeper is definitely not ordinary!"
"Yes, even Princess Winesa and the little boss are so close, this little girl can't mess with it."
"Don't talk about the little girl, the chubby things can't be offended."
The actions of Abraham and Winesa were regarded by the guests as evidence of a good relationship with the tavern.
McGonagall was very happy about this misjudgment.
One thing is worse than one thing less. The feeling of being covered up is cool.
Winnessa is big enough to cover it completely.
Oh, the status is high enough.
There are three princes in the Ross Empire, but only one princess.
Everyone knows that His Majesty loves the princess the most, and he doesn't dare to offend her if he offends anyone.
"Go slow, don't send it." McGonagall took the last drunken guest out of the tavern, gave it to his coachman, and closed the tavern door smoothly.
"call……"
After taking a long sigh, McGonagall felt a bit busy at the Maimi restaurant.
"Do you want to hire a smart waiter?" Irina said with a smile as she walked down the stairs.
"Don't tell me, I really want to hire one." McGonagall nodded honestly.
A person is spinning, ordering and serving dishes, and has to be busy in the kitchen with cold salads and platters, and I have to deal with strange requests from customers.
It's really tired.
"Then you can look at me?" Irina pointed to herself.
"You can't." McGonagall frowned and shook his head.
"Ok?"
"You are the life of the boss's wife. It's too much for you to do this kind of job," McGonagall said with a serious face.
"Well, collecting money is quite suitable for me." Irina sat at the counter and began to count today's income.
McGonagall secretly relieved the guests.
He was mainly afraid that Irina would pat the cold folding chair on the customer's face at every turn.
Maybe it will kill people.
"My father, there is a meteor shower in the sky!" Amy suddenly ran down from the stairs, poked her head out of the stairs, and called out in surprise.
McGonagall smiled and said, "If there is a shooting star, you can make a wish towards the shooting star and it will come true."
"Really?" Amy's eyes lit up.
"Well, of course it's true, Amy can make a wish by riding the meteor before it disappears." McGonagall smiled and nodded.
"Then I'm going." Amy turned around and ran upstairs again.
...
"Meteor, please give me a delicacy that I will never finish or get tired of!"
The falling meteor shook, and there were faint signs of flying back...
...
"The host is sure!"
"The life experience system is being bound..."