"Sure enough, snack food can always convince people with strange reasons." Mag smiled and shook his head, glanced at the time, and said with a smile: "Okay, Anna's study is over today. Let's talk to Amy Go play, I’ll ask you to eat later.”
"Xiaomi, starting from today, Anna will stay at our house for a few days. Please take her upstairs to get familiar with the environment." Mag turned to look at Amy and said.
"Really? That's great!" Amy's eyes suddenly lit up, she took Anna's hand who had just put down the knife, and happily walked out, saying at the same time: "Miss Anna, I will take you to play Playground, and then take you to my crib to sleep.”
Mag looked at the two little guys disappearing at the door with a gentle smile. The fact that the two little guys could get along well was undoubtedly good news for him.
After dinner, Amy took Anna to play in the square, and the restaurant began to enter its busiest evening business hours.
"Boss Mai, you asked for leave at noon without warning, but you made me hungry all afternoon. I could only order an extra bowl of Yangzhou fried rice to comfort myself in the evening."
"Yes, I finally asked for leave at noon today, but I was rejected. Boss Mai, your request for leave is a very heavy loss for us."
"I happened to be busy at noon today and I was suddenly very happy. Give me two steaks, one medium-rare and one medium-rare. The medium-rare will be served first."
As soon as the guests entered the restaurant, they all started to criticize Mag for asking for leave at noon today, showing deep resentment.
Mag laughed this off, and then asked for a midday leave. He would go to Luodu in a few days, and he didn't know how many days he would be absent from work. He still had to have this mental quality.
Customers in the restaurant came and went, the long queue gradually became shorter, and the restaurant's business remained booming.
A carriage with some simple decoration stopped at the door of the restaurant. The curtain lifted a corner. Ian looked at the popular restaurant with a smile on his face and said, "I like this kind of restaurant with many people. If even the guests If a restaurant doesn’t have one, then it’s not worth trying.”
"Master, there may be a queue now. Do you need me to go and tell the restaurant to clear the place?" A middle-aged man who looked like a butler stood beside the carriage and said softly.
"I'm not a king. What's the point of just having a meal? Broca, you need to change this problem?" Ian chuckled, opened the curtain and got out of the carriage, and walked towards the door of the restaurant. Now There are still some customers queuing in the restaurant.
"Yes." Broca nodded, walked quickly to the front and opened the door of the restaurant.
As soon as the door opened, the delicious smell spread out, making Ian's eyes light up.
Compared to the restaurant that looks very popular outside, when you enter the restaurant, it is unexpectedly quiet.
The sitting guests were completely immersed in the food in front of them, and occasionally they could not help but praise and sigh.
The customers in line also stood quietly, waiting for an empty seat to appear. Even if they spoke, they tried to restrain their voices so as not to affect the dining of other customers.
Elegant decoration, just the right distance between tables, and a comfortable dining environment.
Ian's eyes moved around the restaurant and nodded slightly. Regardless of the taste of the dishes, this restaurant has become a restaurant that makes guests feel comfortable in other aspects. This is the basis for a restaurant to be popular.
Of course, being able to let elves and orcs sit at the same table to eat is enough to show the magical power of the food in this restaurant to make them temporarily put aside their racial hatred.
"Guests, there are seats over here. Please sit here." Ian waited for a while, and several tables of guests finished their meals at about the same time. Yabei Mia smiled and guided Ian to the table next to him. .
"Sit down, Bruca." Ian pressed his hand to Bruca, who was standing at the table with his hands behind his back.
"I can just stand by and serve the master." Bruca lowered his head slightly and said.
"I haven't eaten yet and need help from others." Ian said with a smile.
Brooka hesitated for a while before sitting down opposite Ian, with his butt half touching the chair, keeping ready.
"Guest, here is the menu. You can take a look at what you want to eat." Yabei Mia handed over the menu with a smile. This white-bearded old man looked quite interesting, and his status should be quite noble.
"Well, let me take a look." Ian opened the menu and looked at the menu accompanied by beautiful pictures, his eyes lit up.
This menu is completely different from other menus that only have dish names and text introductions. The pictures are as if they are real. The exquisite dishes make people feel so delicious just by looking at them, and they can’t help but want to try them. Feel.
The name, picture, and price of a dish are all clear at a glance, which is much more intuitive than those long text descriptions.
"A restaurant of this size dares to set such a price, and customers are still queuing up to eat, which shows that this boss is indeed very capable." Ian glanced at the prices of the dishes and nodded slightly.
"I want a black pepper steak and a salted tofu puff." Ian closed the menu and handed it to Bruca who was sitting opposite, "Bruka, you choose."
Bruca opened the menu, looked at the prices and was stunned secretly. He hesitated for a while and said, "I... want a piece of Yangzhou fried rice and a piece of sweet tofu."
"Okay, this guest, I wonder how mature you want your steak to be?" Yabei Mia looked at Ian and asked with a smile.
"I wonder how cooked you think it is for an old man like me?" Ian looked at Yabei Mia and asked with a smile.
“The guest looks full of energy and his teeth must be in good shape. The medium-rare steak will be tenderer, the medium-rare steak will be a little tougher, and the medium-rare steak will have a slightly stronger taste. Guests can choose according to their own taste. Yabei Mia said with a smile.
"Then I want it to be medium rare. The old man prefers something chewy." Ian nodded.
"Okay, please wait." Yabei Mia nodded and walked quickly towards the kitchen.
"What kind of messy rules did Jeffrey set? The service attitude and quality of the half-dragon waiters are much higher than those of ordinary waiters. That kind of discriminatory rules should have been changed long ago." Ian looked at Yabei Mia. ’s back, thinking in my heart.
"However, there shouldn't be any better wine in the world than my winery, right?" Ian frowned and muttered to himself with a bit of thought.
"Your black pepper steak, medium rare."
Not long after, a steak was placed in front of him.
