Chapter 724: Each person is limited to one!

It’s a idiotic dream to use a barbecue stall with almost no business and a hot Kerry barbecue shop.


Will the boss of this booth buy the people? Want to use this event to speculate on your own barbecue stand?

"Don't say it, there is such a possibility, or how can there be a fool to do this kind of thing?"
"Although I think this guy is very good at my taste, but is this behavior like a stone?"
"Roast beef, a silver coin? When is the beef sold?"

Mmy Restaurant? How have I never heard of this restaurant? Is it true that this restaurant is really supposed to be hyped?

The road people and the stall stalls in the nearby food stalls looked at the new signboards of Maggie, and they all whispered. It is clear that not many people are optimistic that McGonagall can be counter-attacked.
"Alex wants to sell roast beef? Can you eat?"
Irina looked suspiciously at Meg, who was busy with the stalls. When Alex even had the food she had done, she was limited to eating raw meat.
Now, he actually wants to rent this stall, and still bet on others, to be better than the other party's business in an afternoon?
"Irina sister, father and grandfather want to set up a stall! Let's be the first guest, the roast beef skewer made by the father is super delicious!" Amy's eyes lit up, from Irina's arms, Pulling her hand toward the open-air table and chairs next to the stall, the father is really smart, as long as he eats the delicious food he made, Irina sister will definitely fall in love with him.
"I won't die if I eat it?" Irina still had a look of suspicion. After all, Alex was the one who could eat himself.
"Of course not!" Amy shook her head and said with a sigh of relief: "Really super delicious!"
"Well, I believe Xiaomi." Irina smiled and touched Amy's hair, and Amy sat down on the stool.
Cindy looked at McGonagall's new sign, and some doubted: "Mr. Boss, you have made a mistake in this notice. Is this beef a piece? How can it be described with grain?"
"Yes, it's a grain, about the size." McGonagall used his index finger and thumb to round the ball and continued to check the ingredients that Cindy prepared.
Two large pieces of common beef tenderloin, the freshness is not bad, it should be slaughtered in the morning, and the ice is placed underneath.
The stalls are made of charcoal grills, long strips of grills, and sliced ​​steaks cut into palms. It should be the grilled meat sold by Cindy.
As for the seasoning...
McGonagall looked around and found only salt.
"It's really a Buddha barbecue... I don't even have oil, dry roast beef? Business can be awesome." McGonagall couldn't help but vomit a few words in his heart, this is a thin beef tenderloin, if it is replaced by a cow. The brain can at least produce oil.
"System, I don't want anything else, give me a bottle of cumin and a bottle of black pepper." McGonagall closed the spice box.
"Host, this task..."
"If you don't sell it, I will double the price and let others run errands to buy it." McGonagall interrupted the system calmly.
"The system runs for you, a bottle of cumin powder and a bottle of black pepper powder are in place, double gold coins have been deducted successfully, the host please specify the receiving location." The system sounded cheerfully.
"Where! I agree with double the price?" McGonagall raised his eyebrows.
"I doubled the price and let others run errands to buy. I doubled the price for others..." A recording was looped through Meg's mind.

The system errands provide you with the best errands!
The sound behind the system seems to have a face with a professional smirk.
"You (m) cattle (m) forced (p)!" McGonagall's mood is a bit complicated, and sure enough, the system does not look up, even he has to retreat three points.
"So big? Are you sure?" Cindy put her eyes in front of the small circle, and looked at McGonagall again through the circle. How can a beef grain of this size be bought by a single person, and one is actually For a silver coin, he only sells 2 copper coins for a whole steak!
McGonagain shook the toothpick holder at hand and looked at Cindy. "Yes, if the Cindy boss has time, can I help me to buy a bucket of fine rapeseed oil and ten toothpicks?" ?"
"Toothpick? Mai boss is worried that the guests need to pick up their teeth after eating beef? Don't worry, according to my experience, very few guests will ask for toothpicks, these toothpicks are enough." Cindy shook his head with a smile.
"No, the toothpick is used to skew the meat." McGonagall shook his head and watched Cindy seriously. "It's not too late. If the Xindi boss is willing to become a half-day employee of the barbecue booth, I hope I can ask a little less, otherwise I will Choose to replace the employee."
McGonagall still likes to do things well, and there are not many words from the North Asian Mia and Sally. This uncle Hu is too active, not a competent employee.
Cindy looked at Meg's serious expression and hesitated. Although he wanted to ask a question, he swallowed it all back and nodded. "Okay, Mai boss." Then he turned and walked toward the stall next door.
Although he has already planned to take out this booth and declare that the stall business has failed, there is still some unsuccessful. If you can hit the face of the Kerry barbecue shop before leaving, it is naturally very happy. Is this wheat boss really capable?
McGonagall took the two bottles of spices from the small booth. After the last experience, McGonagall had completely distrusted the system to transfer things to his pocket. Irina can now watch it.
"I can only eat the barbecue I made at noon today." McGonagall looked at Irina and Amy and smiled.
"It's okay, the roast beef made by the father and the adult can't eat it for ten thousand times!" Amy shouted with a small hand.
Irina looked at Meg and said with a serious expression: "I hope I can live to the next restaurant after I have eaten."
"I think you should like it." McGonagall smiled and turned to start processing beef. It seems that Alex's cooking is worse than he thought.
All the beef was cut into two square centimeters square by McGonagall. Two large pieces of beef were cut and more than a thousand. Then McGonagall went to several stalls and bought some pickles from the hands of the stall owners. The seasonings used, and then all the beef granules were put into a large basin to develop.
Due to the limitations of ingredients and time, it is naturally impossible for McGonagall to make the same level of roast beef skewers as in the restaurant. However, the level of a silver coin is naturally worth the money. Selling all the beef is his. This afternoon's goal.
"I almost forgot!" McGonagall suddenly slammed his head, and fortunately took out the pen and brushed a few words on the notice.
"Every person is limited to one!"