Chapter 58: Dream of picking up again

"Mai Boss, I heard that the restaurant has a new product today? The store was a bit busy, but I still confessed to the buddy, first ran to taste the new product." McGonagall opened the door, a short blonde standing in the doorway The young man immediately raised his head and asked with a look.
"Yes, but today is just a trial sale." Meg smiled and nodded. The young man is called Proel Mushan. At the age of twenty-eight, he also opened a shop on the Aden Square. It seems to be selling one. The incense is brought from the distant capitals of the Los Angeles Empire. In this chaotic city, it is popular among women of all ethnic groups. The store employs five buddies and has considerable income.
He came here yesterday when he came here to see the unique decoration of the restaurant. After eating a Yangzhou fried rice, he felt that he had found a life, so lunch and dinner were solved here. At night, he brought two. The boss of the next door came over.
I didn’t come this morning. I probably heard about the restaurant’s new products from my friend’s mouth. So I waited at the door when I didn’t start business at noon.
"Then give it first, but what is the new product?" Proel was curiously looking at McGonagall and asked as he entered the door.
"It’s a meatball sandwich." McGonagall smiled back.
"What is this?" Proll's brows are slightly wrinkled. Meat and squats probably know what it is, but can these two things be combined to become a gourmet?
But remembering the previous Yangzhou fried rice, he asked Meg the meaning of the dish name, he just said that Yangzhou is a very beautiful place.
It seems that this wheat boss is quite casual in taking the name of the dish, but as a food that can make such a delicious food, it completely subverts his genius of cognition of food. He is still understandable, and Prol finds a casual one. The seat sits down.
"Okay, please wait." McGonagall nodded and entered the kitchen. When passing the counter, I saw Amy squatting on the back of the ugly duckling, and sucking the cat. It will be addictive, especially the cute little milk cat, even Amy can't help it.
At the time of his spare time, McGonagall had already prepared Bai Jizhen and Braised Meat in advance. He took a Baijiyu from the oven, and made a thin knife to open the mouth, and evenly stuffed the minced meat into Baijiyu. Put a small spoonful of wax juice, take a paper bag from the side, walk out of the kitchen and hand it to Proel, smiled and said: "Your wax sauce is sandwiched."
"Good incense!" Proel took the meat folder, first of all attracted by the smell of flesh, which is more impactful than Yangzhou fried rice, so he couldn't help but swallow his throat when he didn't eat it in the morning.
The kraft paper bag is very clean and delicate, and there is a cute half-elf behind it. He remembers that Meg has a cute half-elf daughter, but she didn’t expect Meg to use her back as a trademark. This is really The bold approach is indeed a funny person, a good father.
His shop is often in contact with various ethnic groups, so he is more aware of the embarrassing situation of a semi-racial.
As a businessman, Proor can treat everyone equally, and this little girl from Mai’s house is really cute. The guests who come to the restaurant like her very much, but today it seems not?
Taking back his mind, Proel looked at the food in the bag with a tempting scent. A whole piece of white white scorpion was cut into a slit, and then the meat with rich flavor was stuffed into it. This means, but is this meat called 'flavored meat'?
With a bit of doubt, Proel still did not resist the temptation of the fragrance, full of expectation of a mouth bite.
The delicious taste is almost in a moment, the delicious gravy stimulates each taste bud, the feeling is very satisfying, and the gentleness of Yangzhou fried rice is somewhat different. This taste is more exciting, just like Ganquan and Lie. The difference in wine is general, turning into a heat flow that guides the blood in the blood.
"Ah!" Proel, who closed his eyes, opened his eyes and couldn't help but make a loud voice. The blood in his body was surging, just like when he first confessed to the girl next door. The feeling that he is young, he seems to have recovered his vitality.
I am immersed in dealing with all kinds of races every day, my face is always smiling, she has even forgotten what the real laugh is.
Now, he seems to have regained the feeling of laughing. This kind of delicious food is really pleasant and can't help but laugh.
One bite, another bite, Proel’s face has a pleasant smile from beginning to end. At the age of seventeen, he came to this chaotic city. He started from a little man, screamed, cried, lost, won, and finally He still stood firm in this chaotic city, and had his first shop on this Aden Square. After ten years, the appearance of the hometown people has long since forgotten.
The ease of the past few years seems to have made him forget the first time he came to this chaotic city. When he saw this majestic and wide Aden Square, the boy once silently said that he had ten own ones in this Aden Square. Shops, and the dream of becoming a person.
"Mae boss, I think I should open a second shop." After eating a meat folder, Proel suddenly looked up at McGonagall and said with a smile.
"It's good." McGonagall nodded with a smile, although he didn't know why he suddenly said this, but this waxy meat clip seems to give him strength, and this change still makes him feel good.
"Please give me a lame meat folder, I believe that this kind of food will definitely be in the chaos of the city." Proel smiled and said.
"Okay, please wait." McGonagall nodded and went into the kitchen to make another meat clip.
After slowly eating the second meat folder, Proel took out the purse from his arms and looked at McGonagall: "Mc boss, I want to bring five meat clips and go back to give me those guys to taste, you see OK?"
"Today is a trial sale, a person can order up to three meat clips." McGonagall shook his head slightly, and the trial sale was to attract some attention in advance, and to lay some foundation for the official sale tomorrow, the quantity was not much.
"Well, then come one more, there is a little father who passed away, and some can't afford the spirit. I hope that the food that Mai boss can give him some strength and stand up again." Proel nodded as a businessman. Naturally understand McGonagall.
Watching Proel take the meat clip and go out, Magog puts the gold coins on the table, and the guest pushes the door in. The first sentence is: "Mc boss, today is a new product? Just the man's hand What is the incense that is holding?"