Just after the business ended in the evening, Dix was ordered to come and inform McGonagall that Dominic, the Minister of Property Rights, was taken away by the Gray Temple for investigation, and that both the City Lord's Palace and the Gray Temple simultaneously launched an investigation into the Marquis family.
"Is the patriarch of the Marquis family still here?" Mag asked with a smile.
"The investigation is not over yet, and the results are still unclear. However, as long as the Marquis family is not directly involved in the illegal industry, bribing the officials of the city government, and appropriating the illegal industry, it is enough for him to stay there for a while." Dix said with a smile.
"Isn't it too cheap for him to just stay for a while?"
"Everything that the Marquis family has gained from Dominic over the years will be spit out twice as much. I think this will be enough to make him heartbroken for a while." Dix continued, and then took out a ruling from his arms and handed it to Mai. Ge, "This is the official ruling of the hot pot restaurant. It has the seal of the city lord. No one will come to the hot pot restaurant to promote sovereignty in the future."
Mag unfolded the ruling and took a quick glance at it. It was indeed stamped with Michael's city lord's seal, and it stated that the hot pot restaurant officially belonged to Rena, and there was no doubt about it.
"Thank you, the city lord, for upholding justice for me." Mag put away the ruling, looked at Dix and said with a smile, "I'd like to trouble you to come so late."
"It doesn't matter. This is a problem within our city lord's palace. It's us who should apologize. Then I won't disturb Boss Mai's rest. I'll come back for breakfast tomorrow morning." Dix said a few polite words and left.
"The matter has been resolved. Those who tried to fight for the ownership of the hot pot restaurant will now live in the VIP cell next door. With this ruling, there will be no messy disputes in the hot pot restaurant." Magna He entered the restaurant with the ruling and looked at Reina who was packing her things and preparing to leave with Mia and the others and said with a smile.
"Really?!" Reina took the ruling with some surprise, read it carefully, and said in surprise: "Great, now the hot pot restaurant can open as planned."
"By the way, I haven't asked you when you plan to open it? On the day of the opening, Maimi's Restaurant will be closed for the day, and everyone will go to support it." Mag asked curiously. He was so busy these days that he forgot to ask this important matter. .
Reina thought for a while and said: "The decoration has been basically completed. As for employees, Phyllis has also helped me contact a group of outstanding elves. I want to conduct an interview with them tomorrow to select the most suitable employees. The training period is Three days, and we plan to officially open for business in five days.”
"It's quite vigorous and resolute." Mag nodded with a smile. Five days later happened to be the daily rest day of Maimi's restaurant. I think Reina also took this into consideration.
"What's the name of Sister Rena's hot pot restaurant?" Amy came forward with the ugly duckling in her arms and asked curiously.
"Yeah, what's your name?" Mia and the others' eyes also fell on Rena curiously.
"I want to name this hot pot restaurant Mai Rui Hot Pot, because hot pot was created by the boss, and the new hot pot restaurant is my inheritance and development of hot pot." Reina covered her face, "I really think the name is useless... I’ve been thinking about it for a long time, and all I can think of is this.”
Mag's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said with a smile: "Mai Rui Hot Pot, I think it's pretty good. It feels like a sub-brand of Ma Mi Restaurant, and the meaning is also good."
"Yeah, I think it sounds pretty good too, and it sounds very friendly. It sounds like our own hot pot restaurant." Mia nodded.
"Then if sister Phyllis opens a skewer shop, can it be called Maxi skewers shop?" Amy asked with a smile.
"Well, this naming technique can be kept for later use." Mag nodded with deep understanding. He was also a bad namer.
"Then...then I'll use this name." Reina thought that the name she chose would be criticized, but she didn't expect that it would be recognized by everyone.
After everyone left, Mag went upstairs to wash up, and then told the two children a bedtime story. After putting them to sleep, he ignored the hints in Irina's eyes, returned to his room, locked the door, and went to bed directly. , took a few deep breaths, and pushed away the God of Cooking training ground.
"Let's have an eye-to-eye showdown!"
A white light flashed in front of Mag's eyes, and he met a whole wall of densely packed eyeballs. The large eyeballs crowded together seemed to be glowing with some kind of evil light, which made people's hearts tremble.
"Holy shit! Is your system poisonous?!" Mag jumped back in shock.
"If you want to grill pig eyes well, you must have a deep understanding of pig eyes. The first step is to identify the real eyes with the naked eye! Ask the host to find one among these ten thousand eyes. Hundreds of pig eyes that are suitable for roasting!" The system's voice sounded without any emotion.
Mag's throat rolled. Looking at the dense eyeballs in front of him, his scalp felt numb and he had a headache.
If you want to make a good roasted pig eye, you must eliminate the fear of pig eyes. Even if you cannot love it, you must at least be able to keep your mood calm while roasting to avoid eyeballs exploding due to operating errors.
Barbecue is an art on charcoal fire. If you want to grill a perfect pig's eye, the control of the heat and the understanding of each pig's eye determine whether you can grill a satisfactory pig's eye.
Standing in front of the wall of pig eyes, Mag took a few deep breaths and began to patiently discover the real pig eyes among the eyeballs.
There should be mixed with the eyeballs of various animals such as bull's eyes and sheep's eyes. Mag can only rely on the experience in his mind to judge and find the real pig's eyes.
This is a very meticulous and long-term work. From the beginning of nausea and scalp numbness, Mag's mood gradually became numb when facing those 10,000 eyeballs.
In his eyes, these eyeballs that originally exuded an evil light gradually became as normal and ordinary ingredients as corn ham. His goal was to select the required ingredients from a pile of waste products.
After this mentality was formed, his efficiency was greatly improved.
Soon, he selected one hundred and twenty pig eyes from ten thousand eyeballs, overfulfilling the system's tasks.
"Ding!"
As a crisp voice sounded, the scene in front of Mag's eyes changed, and he appeared in the familiar kitchen.
On the wall next to it, a 365-day countdown card also appeared.
"Roasted pig eyes... Fortunately, I have never eaten this dark dish. The requirements should not be too strict, right?" Mag took out a pot of pig eyes from the refrigerator and muttered to himself.
The eyeballs that have been dug out by the roots retain the muscle fibers and subcutaneous fat around the eyeballs. The bamboo stick cannot be penetrated directly from the middle of the eyeballs, but through the muscles, otherwise the eating body will not be able to experience the ritual feeling. Explosive moment.
