"Huh?" Everyone was stunned for a moment, and their expressions suddenly became a little weird. It was fine to be recognized by the guests, and they passed by simply fooling them. Now they were directly recognized by the boss's daughter, and she directly asked them if they were here to cause trouble. ?, I didn’t know how to answer for a while.
Amy's words immediately attracted everyone's attention. Not many guests had noticed the visiting group, but they were awakened by Amy's point. Green onion pancakes and large pork chops are both famous foods in Aden Square, and they immediately thought about it. When they realized who these bosses were, they all showed doubts and curiosity. Could it be that they were really here to ruin things like Amy said?
Crassus and Julian also turned around and saw that there were still people who dared to come and cause trouble when they were present. Wouldn't that be disrespectful to them?
Brandley also looked at the group of people with some surprise, wanting to see who was so bold that he dared to destroy the restaurant.
"I used to watch in front of your restaurant a lot. The big pork chops must be super delicious, right? The green onion pancakes smell delicious too." Amy nodded and continued, but her expression soon changed, with a bit of scrutiny. He looked at everyone with his eyes, "But why did you come to my restaurant together today? If you come to eat, of course you are very welcome. The rainbow fried rice and roujiamo made by my father are super delicious."
"But if you are here to cause trouble, then I don't agree. If Amy is angry, she can be very fierce!" Amy changed her tone, put her small fists in front of her face, and tried her best to show her teeth, looking serious. said.
"Pfft - so cute." Bernice looked at Amy who was trying hard to pretend to be fierce, and laughed out loud, her eyes turned into little moons. Her two children were almost adults, and they couldn't run around the house every day. I haven't seen such a cute little guy for a long time, and I suddenly felt overflowing with motherly love.
"We...we're not here to cause trouble." Andrew waved his hand a little awkwardly and looked at Amy, a little at a loss. The little guy was small, and he was really cute. He even praised his fried pork chops. Eat, although the nickname is a bit weird, it’s not unacceptable. I just don’t know how to explain the fact that they came to the door together.
"Well, little girl, we are here to eat, not to cause trouble." Miles calmed down a lot, smiled and shook his head.
"Really?" Amy was still a little doubtful, but she slowly put down her little hand raised in front of her face, nodded and said, "Then you all eat well."
Everyone nodded and breathed a sigh of relief. They felt that being stared at by this little girl was more stressful than being stared at by the boss.
"I'm sorry, the child is still young and not very sensible. Please forgive me for what I said." At this time, Mag came out with a bowl of Yangzhou fried rice and placed it in front of the guests at the table next to her. She reached out and touched Amy's head. , looked at Andrew and the others and said with a smile, but there was no intention of blaming Amy at all in his words and expressions.
They were all traveling together, and they came in a group. He didn't believe it when they said they didn't mean any hostility or prying eyes, but he didn't reach out to hit the smiling people, they didn't make any trouble, and he didn't say anything. Amy's few words were taken as a warning. It can be regarded as representing his attitude.
Of course you can come to eat, you still have to pay anyway, and there is a new wave of customers coming into the store to spend money. Mag is happy to see this, but if he wants to cause trouble, he is not a good person.
"Yeah." Amy rubbed Mag's palm and said nothing.
"How is that possible? The little girl is so cute." Bernice looked at Mag. She was about thirty years old, a little thin, but in good spirits. Her eyes were clear and alert. She was wearing simple and clean black and white clothes. The black apron looks refreshing and neat, completely different from the greasy look of other people's chefs.
"Boss, we are all restaurant owners in Aden Square. We just happened to get together to chat today. Seeing that your business is the best, we decided to come over and have a meal together to try what kind of delicious food attracts so many customers. I don’t mean anything else, I hope you won’t misunderstand.” Miles looked at Mag with a smile, and had no intention of concealing his identity, but he was quite calm and generous.
Mag took a look at Miles. He was about forty years old, of medium build, wearing a well-tailored black shirt, and his hair was meticulously combed upward. He seemed to be a person who paid strict attention to details. He smiled and nodded: "Welcome, please take a seat and wait. Your orders will be here shortly." There were two tables nearby that were paying and leaving. He motioned for everyone to sit down and turned around to enter the kitchen.
The guests thought that there might be a conflict, but they didn't expect that the matter was resolved harmoniously, without even a verbal confrontation. They looked back slightly disappointed and continued to enjoy the food.
"This boss seems to be quite easy to talk to." Bernice sat down, smiled and brushed the hair in front of her forehead. Although she was nearly forty years old, her skin was well maintained and she looked quite gentle, but her hands Because of frequent soaking in water and holding the knife, it looks a bit rough and has some calluses.
"Yeah, when I was this age, I didn't have this kind of grace." Bishop also nodded, a little ashamed. He was almost angry after being provoked by a customer just now. If he saw a group of colleagues suddenly coming to the door, he would probably come out of the kitchen. When he is walking, he will hold a kitchen knife in his hand.
"You don't have this patience even now." The bald man said with a smile, and everyone laughed heartily when they heard this.
Mr. Bishop's temper has been as hot as the day for ten years. He has strictly controlled the three sons in the family. However, because of this, the old man can now be a hands-off shopkeeper. Any one of the three sons can take charge of it alone. , there is still nothing to say on this point.
"Who said that?" Bishop blushed, but everyone had known each other for ten or twenty years, so they didn't say anything.
"Little girl, is your name Amy?" Bernice turned to look at Amy and said with a smile.
"Yes." Amy nodded, looked at Bernice with interest, and asked curiously: "Auntie Flower Apron, where is your flower apron?"
"You took it off before you came here. You don't need to wear an apron when you're not cooking." Bernice looked at Amy with a smile. The little guy had a really good memory. After thinking about it, she said, "Then little Amy likes flowers." Apron? If you like, I can give you a small floral apron."
"Okay! Okay! Then Amy can wear it when she learns cooking from her father." Amy clapped her little hands happily.
"Please enjoy your meat buns slowly." At this time, Yabei Mia came out with a tray, distributed the meat buns to everyone, and said with a smile.
