"This..." Mag looked at the sad and angry Visenio, and suddenly felt some sympathy. It seems that this person became like this not because he lingered in the flowers, but entirely because he had a fierce wife at home, and was squeezed into this state. What kind of woman should she look like?
"Guest, what medicine are you talking about? Our restaurant does not sell medicine." Yabei Mia looked at Visenio with some confusion and asked, with a serious expression.
Although I don’t know why this guest knelt down to Mag as soon as they met, but if she wanted to frame the restaurant, she would be the first to disagree!
Mag and Visenio glanced at Yabeimia at the same time. This girl was really innocent, but it was not easy to explain this kind of thing to a little girl like her. They looked at each other and chose to ignore it.
"Guest, please get up first. I guarantee with the reputation of the restaurant that there will be no problems with every piece of food sold from the restaurant, let alone selling drugs in public." Mag stretched out his hand to hold Weisen Neo helped him up, looked at him and said seriously: "It's just that every dish has its own unique effect. If you eat a meat bun early in the morning, it can really make people's blood boil, and they can devote themselves to work with more energy and motivation. But if you don’t have other work, that’s a different story.”
Visenio's hands shook. His wife really had no other job, and her daily job was to squeeze him.
However, he had no way to refute Mag's statement. After all, so many people bought Roujiamo in the morning and went out in high spirits after eating. They were all in good condition. The most exaggerated thing was probably that those few were all covered in blood after eating it. The devil is on fire, and there is indeed no strange situation in that regard.
"It seems that we can't let her eat meat buns in bed anymore." Visenio sighed silently, thought for a while, then looked at Mag with bright eyes and asked: "By the way, Boss Mai, you It is said that every dish has its own characteristics, so what are the characteristics of the Yangzhou fried rice in your restaurant and the new product to be released today?"
"Yangzhou fried rice can promote blood circulation and ventilation, warm and nourish the body, and has a good nourishing effect on the weak." Mag looked at Visenio and paused, then continued: "The characteristics of the new tofu brain are not yet completely determined, but It should have some benefits for the skin, and female customers should like it.”
Mag's pause made Visenio look a little embarrassed, but he was still quite excited after hearing it.
He had always wanted to find something that could replenish his energy and blood, but those things were often more harmful to the body after eating them. Half of his body's current state was due to those messy medicines.
Now I heard Mag say that just eating the Yangzhou fried rice can nourish the body, and he was naturally a little excited. He just saw his wife eating the meat buns and she was very greedy, but after taking a bite, his wife snatched away his portion. , didn't even take a bite.
As for the tofu noodle that can protect skin, it is a holy product to please my wife. She uses pearl powder on her face every day, so she will definitely like it. I can only hope that this tofu noodle can share her love for meat buns. Walk a little, otherwise you will feel like you are really going to die soon.
"Guest, if you want to eat, you can come here early during the noon business hours." Mag withdrew his hand holding Visenio and expressed sympathy for the brother's experience, but there was nothing he could do about this kind of thing. I can only hope that the physical strength he replenished from Yangzhou fried rice can keep up with the wildness inspired by his tigress eating roujiamo.
"Boss Mai, why don't you try making me a bowl of Yangzhou fried rice first? Look at me, I'm really hungry and can't walk." Visenio looked at Mag pitifully, stretched out his hand to hold the door frame, He looked like he was going to fall down at any moment.
"Sorry, the restaurant will no longer serve meals after business hours." Mag shook his head.
"Money is not a problem. I can give you double the money, or triple it! Eighteen gold coins for a portion of Yangzhou fried rice, I can give it to you now." Visenio took out the money bag from his arms and prepared to take out the money. money.
"This is the rule of the restaurant, even if it is ten times the price." Mag refused without hesitation, pointed to the front and said: "There is a noodle shop about fifty meters ahead. You can go there to have breakfast. Go back, Yangzhou fried rice is not an elixir, even if you eat one bowl it won’t make you lively.”
"Okay, then I'd better come early at noon. I'll find a teahouse to sit in in the morning. I don't dare to go home again." Visenio said helplessly when he saw that Mag had no intention of wavering.
"Goodbye, weak uncle, you have to stay awake. If you fall, no one may be able to help you. If you can't crawl back, you won't be able to eat the delicious rainbow fried rice at noon." Amy said to Weisen. Neo waved his hand and warned with a serious expression.
Visenio raised his eyebrows. The little girl's tone sounded like she cared about him, but why did her words sound a little strange? Something seems not quite right.
"That's right! What the hell is Uncle Weak? Although I do look quite weak now, it's too weird to use this as a nickname!" Visenio stared, but looked at Amy's delicate and cute little face. With a concerned expression, my heart suddenly softened, what can I do? Of course I choose to forgive her.
After I got married, I wanted to have a child the most. Unfortunately, my wife didn’t like children and never wanted one. There has been no movement for four or five years. Having such a cute little daughter is a winner in life. I couldn’t help but look at Mai with envy. He glanced at her, nodded in agreement, and left slowly.
"Father, do you think our frail uncle can survive until noon?" Amy looked at Visenio's back and asked worriedly.
"It should be fine..." Mag glanced at Visenio, who almost stumbled and fell. He was also a little doubtful, but quickly looked away, smiled and touched Amy's head and said, "Xiaomi just said that he wanted to Are you going to learn the second song? Come on, dad will play it for you."
"Yes, yes!" Amy immediately clapped her little hands and nodded happily. The ugly duckling's face in her arms was squeezed out of shape, looking at the ceiling in despair, not even daring to utter a scream of resistance.
"Are you going to teach Amy a new children's song?" Yabei Mia was also looking forward to hearing this. Apart from the ugly duckling, Amy's favorite toy these days is the singing elf. The songs he sings are so beautiful. .
Mag closed the restaurant door, walked straight to the counter, took out the music box and put it on the counter, clicked on the switch, turned off the single loop, and then clicked on the next song. She also looked at the music box with some expectancy, not knowing what the system was doing. This time I will give you a classic children's song.
A circle of colored lights lit up around the hemispherical glass ball, and sonorous and powerful electric guitar and drum beats sounded. The little elf inside also started to move stiffly. The rhythm was so bright and powerful, and... Still a bit...familiar?
"System, damn! Can the Pure Land of Paradise be considered a children's song?" Mag glared and roared in his mind!
