The business hours at noon ended in a cheerful atmosphere.
Ordinary guests ate two brand-new delicacies at a price far lower than their expectations and the restaurant's normal price, and returned home satisfied.
The strong men of all races were fascinated by the magical illusion. Many people still stood outside the door after the business ended and were not in a hurry to leave.
Irina didn't go far and was sitting on a bench not far away. If it weren't for a group of tenth-level powerhouses standing at the door of the restaurant, she would have teleported back and asked Mag directly.
"Why are you not leaving after dinner? I am going to help my precious apprentice with his homework. You should leave quickly and don't affect my apprentice's study." Crassus waved to the powerful men of all races who were waiting eagerly. , said with some dissatisfaction.
The strong men rolled their eyes and showed no intention of moving.
"Come on, what are you thinking, we still don't know? We just want to ask the boss what's going on with the fried octopus tentacles and octopus balls, since most of us saw some strange things after eating them The picture is somewhat helpful to practice, so naturally I want to thank the boss." Lewis curled his lips and said.
"Do you think it's possible that the boss's cooking skills have reached a level that would shock the laws of heaven and earth, so this dish can allow us to see some magical scenes?" Dracula said with a curious look on his face, speculating whether this possibility established.
The powerful men fell into thinking after hearing this, and were a little unsure for a while.
These two dishes are indeed very delicious. No one can make more delicious food except Mag himself.
No one can say whether a person with such excellent cooking skills can reach the realm of heaven and man because of his craft.
"You will know this once you ask, so why bother worrying about it." Douglas stepped forward and rang the doorbell.
"Isn't it already closed? Why is there still someone knocking on the door?" The girls who were cleaning up the restaurant turned around in surprise when they heard this. Mia put down the plate and was about to open the door to take a look.
"I'll go." Mag hung the chef's uniform aside and walked towards the door.
He had long noticed the powerful men of various races waiting outside the door, and he couldn't help but start to guess the reason why they stayed.
Earlier, they were devouring the stir-fried octopus tentacles and octopus balls. They seemed to have forgotten yesterday's nightmare battle, and they were all intoxicated and fell into a state of selflessness while eating. among.
You must know that these are the top strong men of various races. They have received professional training and generally will not let themselves appear like this.
And after eating, they still didn't leave. They were all waiting outside the door, as if they wanted to ask him for an explanation.
This shows that this octopus tentacle is probably beneficial to their cultivation.
The only thing that can interest the top tenth level experts is the Law of Heaven.
"System, what did you do with these octopus tentacles? You won't have any problems eating it, will you?" Mag asked in his mind as he walked towards the door.
“After tens of thousands of tests and in vivo experiments by this system, this octopus must be non-toxic and harmless after being taken, and it is rich in protein and nutrients. Long-term use can effectively improve human immunity and promote growth and development. Eating one meal a day Suddenly, at the age of eighty, climb the sixth floor in one breath without gasping!" the system said proudly.
"One breath, no breathing, that's a burp." Mag rolled his eyes, the system was saying it in vain.
"Let's take a look at the situation first." Seeing that the system couldn't explain the situation, Mag could only take a look at why these strong men stayed.
The door of the restaurant opened, and Mag looked at the dozen or so strong men of all races standing outside the door, showing a bit of surprise, "Everyone... the restaurant is closed, haven't you eaten enough?"
Everyone looked at Mag up and down first. What happened today was so strange that they couldn't help but wonder if the restaurant owner was a hidden strong man.
But whether it's divine detection or mental scanning, this boss looks like just an ordinary human being.
Perhaps because he has been working in the kitchen for a long time, he is slightly stronger than ordinary humans, but not as strong as a first-level knight.
Such a person can kill a dozen people just by throwing a fireball on the street.
"Boss, we are not here to eat. My precious apprentice works here, so I won't talk to you in a roundabout way. We just want to ask you what happened to the stir-fried octopus tentacles and octopus balls. What's the matter?" Louis took a step forward and said in a loud voice.
"Are these two new products not in line with your taste? If that's the case, how about I refund the money for this meal to you? You won't come to the restaurant to eat in the future." Mag asked tentatively, with a look on his face He felt a bit worried and melancholy, like a small boss who was being blackmailed.
"No, no, boss, that's not what we meant." Louis waved his hands quickly. If a restaurant that can provide such delicious food cannot come here in the future, it will be a major loss.
"Then what do you mean?" Mag was still confused and looked up at the powerful men, "Are you really not here to return the goods?"
"Of course not." The strong men also waved their hands quickly.
This boss is pretty good at twisting things.
"We just want to ask how you make these octopus tentacles and octopus balls." Louis asked in a different way.
All the powerful men also looked at Mag with some expectant expressions.
"Want to learn?" Mag chuckled, "This is a business secret. Under normal circumstances, I can't teach you."
All the powerful men rolled their eyes and looked at Mag with a bit more evil eyes. This kid... is really weak.
"I said, you are also prominent figures of all races, so there is no need to become a monk and learn how to make dishes, right? This thing looks simple, but if you really want to get started, most of the time you can learn it with your brain, but you can't keep up with your hands. ." Mag persuaded earnestly.
"Okay, boss, let's have a showdown with you. After eating the stir-fried octopus tentacles and octopus balls you made, we saw some illusions." Louis was a little helpless. It seemed that the boss really didn't know anything. Can be more direct.
"Don't... don't say such nonsense. I never add medicine to my food. You can't use this kind of thing to blackmail me just because you are strong. I, a small family like me, can't stand you guys." Boss, please do it." Mag waved his hand quickly and looked around, ready to call someone.
"Don't shout, don't shout, we are seeing good things." Lewis stopped him quickly.
"Good stuff?" Mag was a little suspicious, "I didn't put any aphrodisiac in it either? How come you can see the good stuff?"
"I'm sorry..."
Lewis’s face turned dark.
