"Uh..." Harry's breath was suffocated. He looked at Amy with a serious face and didn't know what expression to use.
His hair had just grown back, and he was preparing to rejuvenate his life. Unexpectedly, he encountered such a life crisis in the blink of an eye.
But looking at the little guy, I just couldn't get angry. After thinking about it carefully, it turned out to be a little appropriate, and I suddenly felt a little aggrieved.
“Pfft—this title is a bit cute.”
"Hahaha, what a cute nickname, this little boss is so cute."
The guests at the door couldn't help but be amused by Amy.
"This little guy is really cute." Hill also looked at Amy with a bit of a smile. He had only seen the little girl occasionally when he came to the restaurant a few times before. She was very cute and had a very interesting personality.
"But who is her mother? To be able to give birth to such a beautiful elf, her mother must be a very beautiful elf, right?" Hill thought curiously, and a few things popped up in his mind. A pre-selected elf.
Princess Irina was excluded first. Although she was also very beautiful, she was Alex's official wife after all, and it was obviously impossible for her to be with Mag.
As for the others, she was also eliminated one by one, and for a while there was no particularly suitable candidate.
"Bye, old Harry, who has just grown his hair, I'll go in first." Amy smiled and waved her little hand at Harry, stretched out her hand to knock on the door, and then called out. The restaurant door opened quickly, letting her Go in.
After a while, she moved a small bench out again, holding a steaming beggar's chicken drumstick in her hand. Letting the aroma spread, she sat down on the steps and raised the golden drumstick in her hand to everyone. He gestured and said with a smile: "I have chicken legs to eat."
"Ouch."
As she spoke, she opened her mouth wide and took a bite of the chicken leg. A happy smile suddenly appeared on her face. She sat on the small bench and swayed slightly from side to side, as if she was eating the most delicious food in the world.
"Gudu~"
There was a sound of swallowing in the team.
People's expressions showed a hint of helplessness and desolation. They had been tortured in the duel, and they didn't expect to suffer such a critical blow while queuing up.
"It's so hard for me..." Harrison said with a sad look on his face, touching his stomach.
Many guests nodded with deep understanding.
Although watching the little boss eat is very appetizing, for the guests who had empty stomachs at this time, it was simply abusing them.
"Meow~"
The ugly duckling stretched out a pink and tender paw and gently placed it on Amy's leg, looking at her expectantly.
Amy looked down at the ugly duckling, thought for a while, then reached out and tore off a small piece of chicken and fed it to it, while saying, "Okay, I'll give you a small piece, it will be considered as today's lunch."
The ugly duckling, who had taken the chicken happily, was suddenly stunned. He looked up at Amy, his pupils gradually dilated, are you a devil?
"Weight loss meals are all like this, be good." Amy said with a smile, and then continued to eat the chicken legs as if no one else was watching.
The guests who were a little envious at first looked at the ugly duckling with pitiful expressions. However, this kitten didn't look big. It was indeed a little fat and almost rounded into an orange ball.
The lunch became a senior social gathering for Crassus, Harry, and Geoffrey.
Mag naturally didn't have any objections to this. Anyway, someone gave him money and it didn't violate the rules.
However, McGonagall did not offer Husband and Wife Fei Pian at noon, and did not perform Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, which still caused many customers to complain.
"The Husband and Wife Fei Pian is still being debugged and will be officially launched at the appropriate time." Mag replied in unison. As for the Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, it was originally served exclusively at night.
When the business ended at noon, Mag walked to the door and was about to close the door when he saw Harry and his group of disciples still standing outside the door.
"What are you doing?" Mag walked out of the door and looked at Harry with some confusion.
"This is disrespectful to teachers. I just saw that Master was busy and didn't come to the kitchen to say goodbye to you." Harris said with a smile.
"It's just a joke. Master Harry, don't take it seriously. In terms of cooking skills, you are much better than me. In terms of qualifications, you are even more senior. I can't afford to be called master." Mag quickly waved his hand and said, He still has some ACD skills in his heart, and asking him to teach Harry how to cook is tantamount to doing the same thing.
"This can't be done. I'm willing to admit defeat. If you win, you should be my master." Harry shook his head, looked at Mag's expression and said seriously: "Although there is a priority in cooking, every chef Everyone has their own cuisine. It doesn’t mean that I am better than other chefs because I have been cooking for a long time. This is wrong.
Every chef can be my teacher and I learned my cooking skills from them. And in you, I see a lot worth learning. So this is not just a gamble, but I am truly asking for advice. "
Mag looked at Harry's serious expression and suddenly heard the voice of a tall and great man. He raised his hands and bowed slightly and said, "Please give me your advice."
A smile appeared on Harry's face again, he looked at Mag and asked, "I wonder when Master will teach me the dish of husband and wife's beef slices?"
"Tomorrow morning, the restaurant staff and I haven't had lunch yet." Mag said with a smile.
"That's fine." Harry nodded, and then left with his disciples.
"Do you feel a little overwhelmed after accepting a disciple who is twice your age?" Irina asked with a smile while standing behind Mag with a chicken drumstick in her hand.
"It's okay, it's a bit strange." Mag turned to look at her and said with a smile: "I heard that you bet a lot of money on me today."
Irina's eyes lit up and she said with a smile: "If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten. I will have to take people to collect the money later. I don't know if those gambling houses have prepared the money. I have put 300 million on you." .”
"Three hundred million." Mag was secretly stunned. Fortunately, he resisted and didn't bet on himself, otherwise the bosses of the gambling houses would be crying. He said with a smile: "Those who dare to borrow money from you should pay back the debt." Not born."
"It's good that they have this kind of awareness, otherwise it wouldn't be good to take action as soon as they arrive on someone else's territory."
"Let's eat, everyone is hungry." Mag closed the door of the restaurant and walked with Irina towards the dining table that was already filled with dishes. The morning was too busy, and lunch time was postponed until after business hours.
After lunch, Irina took Phyllis out to collect the bill.
"Princess, it's my first time to collect a bill. How can I look more professional?" Phyllis followed Irina and asked nervously.
"Be more fierce." Irina said casually.
"fierce?"
Irina stopped, looked back at Phyllis and said, "Come on, show me a more fierce expression."
Phyllis squeezed her expression for a long time, and finally said with aggrieved expression: "I...I...I can't..."
Irina held her chin, stared at Phyllis and thought for a while, then said: "Just imagine that someone killed me, and now you want to seek revenge on her."
"Hey, princess, you don't want to die..."
Irina: "..."
