Chapter 1679 Are These Strange Uncles Burning Themselves to Warm Others?

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Mag looked at the rapidly increasing number of people entering the store in his mind, and raised his eyes in the direction of the door in surprise.

There were almost no new customers entering the store before, but unexpectedly, there was a small explosion. Groups of customers walked in and took their seats under the guidance of the waiter, making the hall lively all of a sudden.

The number of people entering the store exceeded 300 in a short while, and it continued to rise.

"What happened outside? A lot of people came in suddenly." Mia looked back in the direction of the door in surprise, and asked Rena who happened to wander around them.

Ruina was also a little surprised by the sudden surge in passenger flow. After thinking for a while, she was not sure: "The customers who often come to the restaurant to buy a lot of roujiamo want to eat hot pot outside, so I asked them to arrange a table for them. You should start eating."

"It turned out to be like this. It must be those customers who watched the Burning Legion eat hot pot, and then couldn't help but come in to eat hot pot." Mia thoughtfully, looked at Mag with a smile and said: "The boss also often asks Xiaomi to eat hot pot. It’s been tried and tested to do something like this.”

"For hot pot, which most customers don't know, this is indeed a good way." Mag nodded with a smile, and Rina also made the Burning Legion play a live advertisement for Mai Rui Hot Pot by accident, and The effect is excellent.

And it is equivalent to screening the customers. The customers who enter the store are very purposeful, and the order rate is naturally high.

"Then I should thank them well." Reina smiled.

When the guests walked into the hot pot restaurant, their eyes lit up when they saw the hall. The bright lights illuminated the hall. The magnificent decoration style is interspersed with small fresh green decorations. There are nearly a hundred tables on display, with simple partitions between them. , but does not affect the permeability in the space.

The restaurant is very warm, and the air is filled with a strong aroma of hot pot. There are already more than 20 tables with guests sitting there. White steam rises from the pot. The guests are chatting while cooking the hot pot, waiting for the delicious food to ripen. , chatting becomes more relaxed and pleasant.

Such an environment will make people relax quickly.

Under the guidance of the beautiful and generous elf waiters, you can take a seat at your favorite location, then get the menu and start ordering.

To the surprise of most guests, the restaurant is so luxuriously decorated and employs all-elven waiters, but the price of the dishes is not high.

Many restaurants on Biadin Square had lower average prices, so they started ordering with confidence.

The continuous stream of customers entering the store formed a very good motivating effect, and the members of the Burning Legion sitting at the door not only successfully deterred Isaac who wanted to intercept customers, but also completed the demining task for other customers. Standing by and watching for a while, most people couldn't hold back their feet towards the hot pot restaurant.

"Let go of that duck intestine, I dropped it three rounds ago!"

"Then I really let it go?"

"No, no, no, put it in my bowl. If you put it down, I may not be able to find it again after another three rounds."

Everyone in the Burning Legion didn't realize this, they were completely immersed in the fun of hot pot and couldn't extricate themselves.

The crowd was like six burning torches, but they brought some warmth to the onlookers.

Of course, it is not ruled out that some people came here to enjoy the fire.

Isaac and the skinny man watched this scene across the street, both with melancholy expressions.

"Director, what should we do now?" The skinny man asked in a low voice. He dared not go forward if he wanted to intercept the customer, but he couldn't even get beaten. He couldn't even walk over and lie on the ground when he was beaten.

"I'm too southern." Isaac said with a depressed face.

With those goalkeepers guarding them, it doesn't matter who comes to their Cassia hot pot today.

"Didn't you say in the morning that we are going to see what their house sells? Are we still going now?" The skinny man continued to ask, glanced at the fiery lava demon over there, his calf trembling a little.

"Go now, don't tell people what we want to do." Isaac gave him a blank look, stood up with the copy of the bench, and said: "Help me, let's go back to the store first, let the boss send someone back come over."

"Okay, slow down." The skinny man was relieved, and helped the limping Isaac to walk slowly in the direction of Cassia Hot Pot Restaurant.

By the time Mag and the others had finished eating, most of the seats in the hall on the first floor were filled, and steam was rising, accompanied by the sound of people chatting, and it was as hot as soup boiling in a pot.

"It seems that I don't need to think of any extra solutions." Mag glanced at the number of people who had become 421/1000 in his mind. It is now noon, and the hot pot restaurant's business is the busiest in the evening.

The guests looked very satisfied. The unique fun of shabu-shabu and the ultimate delicacy after eating brought them a happy and novel dining experience.

The delicacy passed on by word of mouth can bring a very high conversion rate of new customers. Mag believes that these more than 400 customers will bring more new customers to the hot pot restaurant in the near future. Fission occurs.

"Check out." Mag raised his hand to signal the waiter.

"Sir, the boss of your table said that it is under her name. If you finish your meal, you can just leave." The elf waiter stepped forward and said with a smile on her face.

"On the first day of opening, you can count as much as you want, there is no such thing as counting on the boss." Mag smiled and shook his head, took out the money bag from his arms, and said, "Come on, how much did we eat at this table. "

"This..." The elf waiter looked at Mag with some confusion, and glanced left and right, trying to find the boss, but the boss seemed to have just gone upstairs.

"It's 1250 copper coins in total, I figured it out." Amy burped.

"You don't need to look for it, the extra is a tip." Mag took a dragon coin and three gold coins and handed them to the elf, then took Amy's little hand and walked towards the door.

The waiter took the money and didn't know whether to return it to Mag or accept it.

"Shouldn't we say hello to Rina before leaving?" Mia asked after taking her clothes and looking at Mag.

"She will be very busy today, so we won't trouble her." Mag shook her head.

"Oh." Mia nodded obediently.

Everyone followed Mag to leave.

Along the way, the regular customers of Mamy Restaurant greeted Meg and the others acquaintedly, as if they were the king of popularity.

Mag went out, and a heat wave hit him, making him a little dazed.

"Are these strange uncles burning themselves to warm others?" Amy asked in surprise, looking at the members of the Burning Legion who were burning themselves very vigorously.

"Eh..." Mag pondered, if he really wanted to explain it this way, there seemed to be no problem.

However, he was indeed intimidated by the posture of the Burning Legion eating hot pot. Six human-shaped fire pillars surrounded a large pot to cook hot pot. Even the iron chair sitting on their buttocks was burnt red, which fit the name of hot pot very well.

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