Chapter 61 Boss Mai, You Must Be a Genius!

Mag was a little surprised. It seemed that it was the effect of yesterday's Roujiamo. Someone came to line up early in the morning. He smiled and nodded as a response. He flipped the sign and turned sideways to let everyone in.

"Boss Mai, it seems that I will queue up earlier in the future. Maybe the queue will be able to line up at the other end of Aden Square in the future." Roujiamo is suitable for their fiery young people."

"Okay, please wait." McGonagall nodded.

"Boss Mai, I want a new product, what's it called?" The small-eyed man who followed Mo Bai sat down at the table next to him, looking at Mag and said.

"The new product is bacon with bacon, and it has been added to the menu." Mag replied with a smile. In the morning, the system automatically wrote the bacon and the price of each portion on the menu, and it was automatically generated for Mag to save. A lot of effort.

And on the back of the menu, Mag also asked the system to write down two rules of the restaurant in golden handwriting: 1. Loud noise is strictly prohibited in the restaurant; 2. All transactions in the restaurant will be made in cash and never on credit!

As for the follow-up rules, he will add them slowly in the future. After all, he does not know what kind of situation he will encounter when opening a restaurant in another world.

Providing guests with a comfortable dining environment is Mag's basic requirement for restaurants. It is disgusting to be disturbed by other people's loud voices while dining.

The cash transaction is to avoid some bloody things like debt collection. After all, he opened the restaurant to make money, to let himself and Amy live a better life, not to open a shantang.

Except for the puppets like Miss Luna who make him feel grateful can be exempted from the bill, everyone else has to pay for it. impossible.

"I'll also have one serving of bacon and pork buns. No, it's two servings. I was so greedy watching them eat last night." A fat man followed, pulling out a chair and sitting down.

The people in line came in, and many people opened the menu and looked at it. The 300 copper bucks a piece of bacon roujiamo was half cheaper than Yangzhou fried rice, and most of them ordered one to try first.

After Mag recorded the number of copies, he turned and entered the kitchen.

Baiji buns are already being roasted in the oven, and the bacon meat is ready, so just put the meat in the baiji buns, and a bacon with bacon sauce can be done.

"Grandpa Mobai, the dwarf." Amy sat on the high stool with the ugly duckling in her arms, and said hello to Mobai, as well as to some guests she had known in the past two days, but most of them used strange things. Weird nickname.

For example, the man with small eyes was called 'Uncle Squinting' by her, and the fat uncle over there was called 'Uncle Squinting' because his eyes were squeezed by the fat and there was only one slit left, but his body size It looks larger, so add a prefix as a distinction.

For Amy's unique way of taking a nickname, the guests had no choice but to accept it with a smile.

After all, what Boss Mai makes is so delicious, and the little girl looks so cute, in front of the delicious food and cute little loli, she can't get angry at all.

"Morning little boss." Mo Bai smiled and nodded, looking at the ugly duckling with a small head sticking out of Amy's arms, and curiously asked, "What is the little boss holding in his arms? Is it a cat?"

The people who were waiting for the dishes were also curious to see the little thing that Amy was holding in his arms. It was a bit fluffy like a cat. The orange and white fur looked very cute, but the cats I usually saw were all solid colors. , mostly white cats and black cats, they have never seen such a strange color cat.

The Ugly Duckling also stared at the people in the restaurant with sapphire eyes. He almost slept during the day yesterday, so this was the first time he saw so many people. Seeing everyone staring at him, he sneered instinctively. tooth,

called twice.

"No, this is the ugly duckling." Amy shook her head, reached out and pressed the ugly duckling's head, and taught seriously: "The ugly duckling, don't bark, don't disturb the guests to eat."

"Meow~" The ugly duckling disappeared immediately, found a comfortable position and retracted into Amy's arms, yawned lazily, glanced at everyone from the corner of his eyes, too lazy to pay attention to those guys, closed The eyes continue to sleep.

Everyone felt that they were despised by a cat, and their expressions were a little weird. They couldn't get angry with a little girl, let alone a kitten.

"The Ugly Duckling?"

Everyone was a little puzzled when they heard Amy's words. They really couldn't see how ugly this cute kitten was or how it looked like a duck.

However, when I think of Amy's randomness in taking nicknames and her venomous tongue, it is somewhat clear that the ugly duckling is just the ugly duckling. This is probably the life of such a master.

In the expectation of everyone, Mag first took out the bacon with bacon that everyone wanted, which was quicker to make, and then went into the kitchen to start frying Yangzhou fried rice.

Mo Bai has no opinion on this either. Although he came early, what does it matter if he waits a little longer for the food.

The small-eyed man smelled the aroma of Roujiamo, opened his mouth to take a bite, and felt the deliciousness raging in his mouth. After swallowing, something seemed to be rushing outward in his blood, and he couldn't help but close his mouth. There was a long sigh of admiration from his upper eyes, and his face was full of happy smiles.

"That's it?" Harrison, the fat man on the side, glanced at the small-eyed man with contempt in his heart. Although he was looking forward to Roujiamo, he certainly wouldn't be as exaggerated as he was.

He opened his mouth and took a big bite, but his eyes suddenly widened!

The soft and rotten bacon was bitten open, and the full of bacon juice overflowed, and it merged with the soft and sweet Baiji Mo. This deliciousness made him feel that the fat all over his body was shaking, and he seemed to be cheering and jumping.

Being able to eat into this shape shows that he is usually very keen on food. There are three money shops at home, and the issue of money has never been something he needs to consider.

In the past, I had eaten a meal of several hundred gold coins in the Ross Empire, and delicacies made of various precious ingredients. At that time, I thought it was the best thing in the world.

But now, compared with this mouthful of Roujiamo, those things are simply hard to eat. How can the taste that comes from the blending of spices compare to such a strong gravy, and even the taste of the white buns wrapped around it is also So sweet.

What's even more amazing is that after swallowing one mouthful, it's like swallowing a mouthful of spirits, but without the throat-cutting feeling of spirits, the blood begins to boil, as if it suddenly became violent, and the fat on the body has a kind of feeling. The feeling of being burned trembled slightly, and there were some fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Ah—" Fatty still couldn't help but let out a sigh of praise. His voice was much louder than the man with small eyes before. He opened his eyes and looked at Mag who just came out with a plate of Yangzhou fried rice. He exclaimed, "There is such delicious food in this world, Boss Mai, you must be a genius!"