Chapter 2210 Because of Poverty

Mag prepared a table of dishes, and Mara finally made the cold pork tongue.

Looking at the plate of brightly colored, evenly sliced, and delicately arranged cold pork tongue, Mag nodded slightly.

He had watched Mara's whole process of cooking this dish before, and the whole process was pretty good, everything that should be done was done, and the degree of completion was extremely high.

It can be seen that she has indeed studied and practiced hard.

Mag is quite satisfied with this apprentice.

"Try it." Mara stood by the table with her hands behind her back, looking at Mag nervously and said.

Mag took the chopsticks, picked up a piece of pig's tongue, first put it in front of his nose and sniffed it gently, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then fed the pig's tongue into his mouth.

The crispy pork tongue is coated with red oil and hot sauce, soaked in marinated fragrance, the more you chew, the more fragrant it is, it is really good.

Mag put down his chopsticks, looked at Mara and nodded with a smile, "It's not bad, but it's still a thousand plates short of being able to sell it in a tavern. There's something wrong with the refining of the red oil, with a slightly burnt taste, and the taste of pork tongue. There is still room for improvement, which takes a long time to hone to comprehend."

"Okay, I see!" Mara listened carefully, and then nodded solemnly.

"I think it is enough to put it in the tavern as an appetizer. If there is no such dish, the Saipan tavern reopens, and the guests can only stare at the empty tables." Effie also took a piece of pork tongue to taste, and interjected road.

"It's delicious, sister Mara's cooking skills have improved." Amy said happily, chewing on her pig's tongue.

"Being a tavern still requires a bit of pursuit." Mag shook his head, looked at Effie and said, "Quality can determine the difference between a tavern and other taverns. I hope that the Saipan tavern will always be that exquisite and beautiful existence. It is almost a kind of Poison, once opened, it will lose its bottom line."

Effie looked at McGonagall for a while, then nodded and said, "I understand."

Although he has become the hands-off shopkeeper, Mag still hopes that the Saipan Tavern can stick to his heart.

After lunch, Effie bid farewell and left.

After taking over the Saipan Tavern, the first thing she has to do is to recruit a group of new employees.

Although the Saipan Tavern already has six waiters? But it is far from enough.

After all, not everyone can be multi-tasking like Mag? Cashiers, waiters, kitchen staff... all have to be allocated.

It is obviously unrealistic for the Saipan Tavern to reopen immediately, and she will reorganize a team.

"This afternoon? Let's go to the opera." Mag said to everyone after collecting the bowls and chopsticks.

"Look at Miss Black Cat?!" Amy asked with her eyes brightened.

Annie also looked up at Mag? Also full of expectations.

"Yes, the Black Cat Opera House has moved to our street now? Let's go and have a look." Mag nodded with a smile, picked up the big bag of clothes, and led the family and Mara to the different places. Go to the Black Cat Opera House in the distance.

Soon McGonagall came to Building 101, the once dusty circus venue, which was completely new after being cleaned.

A simple wooden board hanging over the door? It reads: Black Cat Opera

It rained a little in Luodu yesterday? The paint was a bit peeled off.

Um……

Changed a place, still reveals the feeling of poverty.

Such a miserable opera troupe is indeed rare.

The door of the opera house is half open, but there is a wooden sign on the door, which shows the time of the show? The opening time of the afternoon show is one o'clock, and there is still half an hour from now.

"I forgot to say that it's not the beginning yet." Mara shrugged and said shyly.

"Is it okay? It just so happens that I have something to talk to Miss Vicky about." Mag smiled and walked in first.

Mara hurried to follow.

Irina followed her in with her two children? Anne was still holding a picture book in her arms.

The light in the opera house is a bit dim, the sunlight from the small window is not enough to provide sufficient light.

Mostly because of poverty? So except for the stage? There are no oil lamps anywhere else, and the meeting is not lit.

The central stage has been simply remodeled,

The newly painted countertops look a bit like an opera house.

It's a pity that the seats under the stage are too simple, and the long benches are spread out one by one, which looks a bit crowded and messy.

Watching an opera in this environment is not a particularly good experience.

Everyone in the opera troupe had just had lunch and was about to rest. When they heard the movement from the door, they all looked outside.

"Hi, it's not time for the afternoon session yet, please come back later." Old Man Mi came forward with a smile.

"Old man Mi, this is my master, he is here to find the head of the regiment." Mara jumped out and said to old man Mi.

Old Man Mi approached, and finally saw Mag's face clearly, with a bit of surprise on his face, "It's you!"

The Black Cat Opera Troupe was able to move from the dilapidated courtyard here, from being neglected to being on the right track, all thanks to this noble person in front of them.

He not only gave them the venue, but also gave them the money to tide them over. This kindness is remembered in the hearts of everyone in the opera troupe.

"Leader! That benefactor is here!" Old Man Mi turned his head and shouted.

Everyone in the opera troupe immediately rushed forward, and when they saw the McGonagall family, they all smiled.

They were very impressed with this family, mainly because the two little girls were so cute that it was hard to forget.

Vicky, who was wearing a black Lolita, also walked quickly from behind the stage, stopped in front of Mag, and smiled a little on her face: "You are finally back."

"Come here today. I heard that your opera troupe has opened, so I plan to come and see it. It seems to be early." Mag also smiled.

For this girl with a dual personality, Mag is still in awe, because you don't know what personality she will become in the next moment.

"It's true that the opening time hasn't come yet, but please sit here. Regarding the opera house, I haven't thanked you enough yet." Wei Qi led Mag and the others to the head room at the back.

It is said to be the head of the office, but it is just a small and simple office, a lame wooden table with a leg extended forcibly, and two long benches.

Vicky's seat is an old wooden chair, probably serving as the boss's chair.

"The theater is just getting started, so it's a bit shabby. I'm laughing at it." Wei Qi said frankly, without the slightest bit of inferiority.

"It's good to have a place to sit." Mag's evaluation of her increased a bit.

"Thank you for providing the venue for the Black Cat Opera Troupe and giving so much support." Vicky bowed to Mag first, thanking her.

"You're welcome, it's your talent that impresses me." Mag smiled and waved his hands, "Besides, isn't this a mutually beneficial business?"

Vicky also laughed, but her gratitude to Mag has not diminished in her heart.

Mag's investment in and support for their opera troupe was tantamount to sending charcoal in the snow, saving them from the quagmire and pulling them back from the brink of dissolution.

Vicki will always remember this kindness in her heart.

"This time, there is actually one more thing. Annie has already drawn the story of Miss Black Cat. You can see if it meets expectations." Mag said.

Annie stepped forward and handed the picture book she was holding to Vicky. 8)