Chapter 486: Let's five or five points

anger!
This is the mood that is instantly ignited in the heart of Blour. This is the best tea that has been used by the boss to make a dessert. It is a violent thing.
So when he got up, he almost couldn't hold back his voice. Fortunately, he forcibly accepted it at the moment he finally blurted out. Although the voice was a bit strange, it was at least a female voice.
However, this sudden accusation also attracted the attention of the guests in the restaurant. This very beautiful elf, is it ready to do things? Mimi restaurant, but for a long time no one has done anything.
Constantine looked at Blull's eyes and was a little anxious. There are many rules in the McMee restaurant. One of them is that you can't shout loudly in the restaurant, let alone blame Mai boss directly like her. He looks like a book.
Amy looked up at Blour with a slight mouth and couldn't understand how the young lady who was just fine was suddenly angry, and said that her father is not good?
North American Mia looked at the angry Bruel, and for a time she didn't know what to do. She didn't even know why she was so angry.
Sally glanced at the matcha ice cream in the hands of Blour, probably guessing something and turning her head to look at the restaurant.
"This guest, what dissatisfaction do you have for the restaurant?" McGonagall took the two Panzhou fried rice out of the kitchen and put it at the table of the two guests, then looked at Blour and smiled.
"You count... which biscuit!" Blur felt his eyes gazing at his own eyes, then looked at the smile on Meg's face, and suddenly thought of himself as it is now, not very suitable for swearing. When the brain is stuck, it blurts out.
"Ah... it’s a shame." When the words were exported, Bloor wanted to hide his face.
"Well?" McGonagall stunned and picked up his eyebrows and looked at Blour. The women's attire was really unusual. In order to maintain the image of the lady, he almost couldn't help but laugh.
"Even if I am angry, I am so lucky!" Constantine looked at Blour and was intoxicated.
"噗" Yabei Mia couldn't help but smile. The girl of the elves is really interesting. What kind of quarrels would have been curious when the guests were laughing, so the way of swearing is really special. There is no way to get angry.
"Sheryl's sister, what is the biscuit? Can you eat it?" Amy asked with a look of curiosity.
"Small biscuits are a small dessert." Blur's expression was a little embarrassing, but still explained to Amy, a light cough, relieved awkwardness, watching Meg a bit annoyed: "Boss, such the best tea You use it as a dessert, can your conscience not hurt? Do you know how precious such tea is? Even the spring tea of ​​Wick Ridge is far less than this tea!"
"I know." McGonagall smiled and nodded. The tea from the first eight trees of Longjing Yu, after the optimal cultivation of the system, the quality of this tea is indeed the best, even if the past life is often pulled by his grandfather to drink tea. He has not tasted such a good tea.
"Then you are so wasteful!" Blour originally thought that McGonagall did not know the preciousness of this tea to use such precious tea. I didn't expect McGonagall to know the value of these teas, and I was even more annoyed.

It’s because it’s precious, so it’s only in the restaurant, it’s qualified to be the restaurant’s ingredients. Every guest deserves better. This is the only standard I chose for the ingredients. This is the best tea, so use To make the matcha-flavored ice cream, and the ingredients in the restaurant are also the best.
McGonagall said to Blour, there is no anger, but there is no half-return meaning, just to state a common thing. general.

Is it true? Is the food in this restaurant the same grade as the tea?
Broll looked at McGonagall’s eyes, the black scorpion was clear and bright, and there was a convincing The magic, but recall the Yangzhou fried rice that was eaten before, whether it is rice or eggs, or even the side dishes, the taste is indeed better than the dishes that are usually eaten.
"And this guy turned a blind eye to my prosperous beauty? How could there be a man in the world who can be indifferent to me! Can you say... she likes a man?" Broll raised an eyebrow and found that there was something So simple.
"I said how the food in the rice-rice restaurant will be so delicious. The original wheat boss has done the best from the ingredients, so the boss who is serious about cooking is really rare, this price value." Harrison praised.
"Yeah, these ingredients are not just the price. I don't know where Mai boss got so many high-quality ingredients, whether it is the shrimp or the mushroom, it can be encountered in the city of chaos. Unable to ask for something.
Jergi nodded and was curious.
The guest who felt ashamed in the bag heard Meg's words, and the entanglement was all gone. Suddenly, it was too much value to spend a few hundred coins to eat such a dish.
"I admit that what you said may make sense. Your tea, what you do is also your freedom." Broll looked at McGonn and asked seriously: "But, boss, are you selling this tea separately?"

Everyone looked at Blour with some surprises. I didn't expect her to die as fast as she did, and she bought tea from Mai.
"Sorry, don't sell." McGonagall shook his head directly. This tea was not in his hand. The system only provided him with matcha. It is directly powdery, and there is any tea.
"You open a price, even if it is twice as high as the price you add to the ice cream, and how much I want." Bloor insisted that for such top tea, he did not I am willing to miss it, and it is too painful to see such a favorite tea leaf being put into a dessert.

The green tea in the restaurant is only used for matcha ice cream, because it is not much, so it is not sold.
McGonagall shook his head, double the price is not attractive to him, by the way with a few warnings:
If there is no guest For other things, please dine quietly. The restaurant can't scream loudly to avoid affecting other guests' meals, otherwise it will be blacklisted and banned."
"Ten times! I buy your tea ten times at a price." Blour gritted his teeth and added it again.
"System, if we change the sale of tea, ten times the profit!" McGonagall has no fluctuations, and my heart is already crying.
"Host, please remember your identity, but you want to be a man of the kitchen god, this little money will make you change your mind? Seven-foot man can bend the money for money..." The system was heartbroken.
"Let's five or five points." McGonagall interrupted.
"This... what, host, I think this thing can still be discussed. In fact, this year's spring tea production is good, even if it sells thirty or fifty pounds, it has no effect."