Chapter 60: Guests lined up outside the restaurant

Yangzhou fried rice is delicious, and the meat is good, but as a person who eats rice as a main dish, I still feel that I have lost something when I eat these two things every day.
Although the system has just issued a new task, the tofu brain can be unlocked next, but McGonagall wants to routinely check the system to see if it can unlock one or two other dishes.
The system was silent for a while before it came out: "Given the host's ignorance of the system task, the opportunistic tricks, trigger the hidden task: the restaurant enters the store to consume 1,000 people, can unlock a yellow rice chicken rice recipe, each person counts only once. Ten Not achieved within five days, physical fitness point -0.5. Progress: 155/1000"

That is, there are 1000 different guests in the 15th day to enter the store?
McGonagall raised his eyebrows. The difficulty of this task is much more difficult than selling a thousand meat clips. After all, some guests can eat. There are several meat clips, and repeat customers will spend more than one time. One person may purchase more than a dozen meat clips within a few days.
But a thousand different guests, it is completely another concept, if you can achieve, you can definitely promote the restaurant to the full extent.
However, the restaurant opened for a few days, and there are only 155 people who enter the store. If you can't reach it, it will be a physical point. This is a bit square.
Of course, McGonagall is worried about whether there is no business, but because the previous guests are too sticky, new guests may not be able to eat, which will inevitably slow down the growth of new guests.

Incoming store consumption is the key. It seems that the number of take-aways still needs to be controlled. It is best to achieve a certain publicity effect, and try to satisfy the requirements of the guests who eat in the store.
McGonagall thought in his heart. Think of the yellow chicken rice, the eyes are lit again.
This is one of the three major food and beverage giants that can be compared with Lanzhou Ramen and Shaxian snacks.
McGonagall had eaten a few authentic yellow pheasant chicken rice. Although it was ruthless and poisonous after wiping the mouth, the taste did not have to be said. The chicken meat was tender and the old soup was pure and beautiful. After eating the chicken, I poured a bowl of rice into the soup pot. Inside, it is a delicious chicken soup bibimbap.
Now I think that I was really picking the bones in the egg, but when I think of my poisonous tongue comments, McGonagall’s expression has become somewhat distorted. mmp... It seems that even if I finish the task and get the recipe, I have to be locked up. A few hundred days of psychological preparation in the kitchen trial field.
Tiandao reincarnation, it is really uncomfortable!
McGonagall spoke in the heart to make such a standard of cooking, and soon fell asleep.
The next morning, McGonagall was awakened by Amy's voice. He reached out and turned on the bedside lamp. He got up from the bed and looked up at the small bed. Amy sat on the bed and looked like he just woke up. My eyes looked around and looked at McGonagall and asked inexplicably: "Father, ugly duckling?"
"Well?" McGonagall stunned. The ugly duckling didn't sleep on Amy's arm yesterday.
"Hey!" At this moment, there was a bit of aggrieved voice from under the bed.
Amy and McGonagao looked at the bed at the same time. The ugly duckling didn’t know when it fell to the bottom of the bed. Looking up at Amy, looking up at her, she was like a little daughter who was smashed out of bed. Resentment.
"Hey--" Amy laughed out loudly, kneeling on the edge of the bed and said with a smile: "The ugly duckling, wouldn't it be that I took you out of bed?"
The ugly duckling seemed to understand Amy’s words, nodded, his eyes were more wronged, and he lifted his small claws, as if he was hugged.
Meg's face also showed a smile, looking at the ugly duckling on the ground is really a little pitiful.
"Right, I said that you might be taken to bed by me. You still don't believe it. I will sleep in your small basket next time." Amy shrugged and looked at McGonagall and asked: "Father, are you going to get up now?" After that, he made a small yawn.
"It's still very early, Xiaomi and the ugly duckling will sleep for a while, I will get ready to use the ingredients." McGonagall looked at the alarm clock on the bed, only now at 4:50, climbed up from the bed and reached for the size of the bed. The ugly duckling, who was soft and soft, put it on the small bed and smiled and shook his head.
"Well, that millet will sleep for a while." Amy nodded, holding the head of the ugly duckling who was crawling down the quilt into her arms, and seriously warned: "The ugly duckling, not allowed to grab clothes, this But if the new clothes that my father gave me to sell, if you break it, you will not be allowed to go to bed in the future."
"Hey~" The ugly duckling didn't dare to move, just a little head, and closed his eyes comfortably on the quilt.
"Oh." Amy nodded with satisfaction and re-laid back. She closed her eyes and fell asleep again.
McGonagall smiled and gave Ami a good quilt, folded a small corner to cover the ugly duckling, and it is important for the kitten to maintain body temperature.
Changed clothes, washed well, and then went downstairs to start preparing all kinds of ingredients for the meat folder. This morning, McGonagall plans to make sixty-four meat sandwiches. The four ovens are sold out, and the one-and-a-half-hour business hours in the morning are almost finished. It is.
At seven o'clock, McGonagall awoke upstairs to wake Amy, and the little girl had to brush her teeth when she was washing.
McGonagall explained it for a while before she let her give up on this idea, but in the end she threatened the ugly duckling to lick a few times.
"Now, wait until your teeth grow up and brush again." Amy looked at the ugly duckling who had swallowed a few mouthfuls of water and swallowed it, and nodded as he brushed his teeth.
The ugly duckling stared at Amy's mouth with a small toothbrush and white foam, slowly retreating in the direction of the door. This thing was terrible and had to retreat.
The goat milk that I bought yesterday has already been finished, and I have to wait until the end of the morning business hours to have time to buy.
So at breakfast time, the ugly duckling in Amy’s arms looked up and looked at McGonagall and Amy while licking the meat, while eating Yangzhou fried rice, his eyes were shining, no one thought about feeding it. One bite, finally sadly lifted his claws and covered his eyes, and his eyes were not seeing.
"Ugly duckling, I saw your eyes leaking out of your claws. If you want to see it, you won't give it to you anyway." Amy took a bite of meat and said with a smile.
The ugly duckling slowly turned away from the face, removed the small claws, looked at the sky, and had a face that couldn't be loved.
Meg smiled and shook his head. After eating breakfast, he packed up the table and waited until half past seven to open the restaurant door.
Today, the first one waiting outside the door is still white, but there are already four or five people waiting behind the white, consciously lined up the team, seeing that Meg opens the door, the eyes are bright, there are several The regular customer also called a 'mai boss' with a smile.