Chapter 728: Duke of Abraham!

"What? How is this possible!"
After the rotisserie, Eccle heard a waiter's report on the barbecue stall outside the store, and screamed, causing many of the guests in the restaurant to look at the direction of the kitchen.
"You mean, the barbecue stall has just started to roast. There are a lot of guests to eat at the end? Even a long queue?"
The waiter said a little embarrassedly: "Yes, his beef is sold, and a guest can only buy one, but there are still many guests waiting for a long line to buy, and the guests who eat are even next to it. Ask him to buy another one."
The other chefs of the kitchen chef are a little nervous. The gambling is not just a bet on a notice, but a gamble on the honor of the Karri barbecue shop. If even a roadside stall is better than that, then the card What is the qualification of Rui to claim to be the first barbecue restaurant in Luodu.
Ekri thought for a while, and shook his head with confidence: "Don't worry, the guests are not fools. Just a roadside stall can bake out delicious beef. After they taste it, they won't be fooled. A silver coin. A roast beef, I would like to see how many he can sell, how a person compares with our entire store, Cary is the largest rotisserie in Luodu."
The chefs heard the words bright, yeah, how he compares to their kitchen, the gambling is compared to the number of guests.
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The delicious effect of roast beef is as fast as spreading out with wings, and many guests are attracted.
However, the rules for each person to buy one grain, like the fishbone stuck in the throat, make people feel uncomfortable.
Some guests are still trying to make the owner of the rib change the rules of the lower limit purchase, and more guests have chosen to give up, but they have not gone far, and even some help to promote.
They are not moved by the food, so they take the initiative to help, and more want to appreciate the expression of the hearts of the guests who taste the roast beef but can't eat the second one.
Since I have already fallen into the pit, of course, it will be more fun to let more people fall together.
McGregor’s face was still calm, calmly rejecting the guests’ requests and doing every beef seriously.
Cindy no longer intends to persuade Meg, and her mentality is slowly changing. At first, she was worried that Meg's high-cold attitude would cause the loss of guests. It is better to sell more to the guests who have already liked it.
But from the team that has been queued up outside the small booth, this kind of worry is completely redundant. Even if one can only buy one, the business is still hot.
This feeling of using the delicious system to dominate the audience is really too flamboyant, even he is a little floating.
And Carrie’s waiter, who is responsible for recording the guests, is completely in a state of arrogance. He holds the quill in his hand and keeps drawing vertical bars on the paper. He can hardly believe that such a thing is actually in his. Under the eyelids, the hands holding the pen are a bit sour, and the beef grains on the grill and the grille have no meaning to stop.
"Can Carrie not lose?" The waiter was a little uncertain and thought about it, and now he is not sure.

What is this stall selling? How can there be so many guests waiting in line?
The middle-aged man in Chinese costume came down from the carriage and looked curiously at the small stall surrounded by the crowd. The door of the rotisserie was almost blocked.
"Duke, I will go and see." A man with a butler-like appearance promised, and quickly walked over. After a while, he squeezed it out again and finished the whole messy clothes. Respectfully: "Duke, this The stall sells roast beef, and the beef is sold in grain, one silver coin, and one person can only buy one at a time."
"Beef is a grain seller, and one can only buy one. I didn't expect this kind of thing in this world." The man known as the Duke was a little surprised, watching the barbecue stall surrounded by people and only seeing a signboard. And it was a smile: "But look at the enthusiastic guests, the taste of this roast beef is delicious, Ken, it is better to taste it."
"Duke, in your capacity, eat this roadside stall..." The steward, known as Ken, wants to stop, but the meaning between the words is very clear.
"I was here to eat roast beef. The beef taste of the Carrie rotisserie is good, but it can open a business stall at the door of it, maybe it can bring surprises." The Duke did not care about Ken, Go straight to the crowd.
"Duke..." Ken and a knife-guarding hurry up to catch up, surrounded by his side, wanting to show his identity and let everyone back.
"We are here to eat, do not press people by identity." The Duke shook his head slightly, stopped the housekeeper, and consciously stood at the end of the team.
The guest next to him was surprised to see the duke of a Chinese costume. The nobles generally disdain to eat roadside stalls with the civilians on the roadside. This behavior was regarded as insulting by them, but this gentleman’s Clothing and temperament don't look like ordinary aristocrats, but they don't feel too big a shelf, and they stand in the same rank as ordinary guests.
"This fragrance is really what people expect." The Duke took a sip of the smell of barbecue in the air, his eyes lit up and his face showed a look of hope.
As the team moved forward, the guests who ate the beef made a heartfelt praise, and they were the hearts of the guests who lined up like a feather.
The duke finally came to the booth and smiled. "Boss, I want a grain of beef."
"Okay." McGregor used a bamboo stick to fork a piece of beef from the grill and handed it to the Duke.
Standing on the side of the small car, the Curry waiter made a mechanical stroke on the paper. He looked up, but his eyes widened and he said: "Duke of Abraham!"
"I have seen the Duke adults."
The waiter’s exclamation suddenly caused a commotion, and the guests around him quickly bowed to the Duke.
"Even if the Duke adults came to the roadside to eat roast beef, is this boss a chef?"
"The identity of the Duke of Abraham is very honorable. If he eats it and wants to eat it, can the wheat boss have no way to refuse it?"
"Yeah, this is the Duke! If the boss refuses, isn't he afraid of not seeing the sun the next day?"

Do we have a chance to eat the second beef in this way?

The guests whispered and there was a bit of excitement on their faces.
The clerk standing at the door of the Karui barbecue shop changed his face and rushed to the store.
"It turned out to be the Duke of Abraham." McGonagall heard some unexpected surprises. The Duke, who had a very high title but had no real power, did not have much impression in Alex's memory.
The Duke of Abraham smiled at the crowd and nodded. He looked at the light golden roast beef in his hand and took a bite.
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