"Miss, there are a lot of people queuing up. How about I queue up and buy it for you here? If you take the photo here, you may not be able to have breakfast until close to the end of the business." Behind the line, the secretary looked at Xi, who was wearing a red down jacket. Er said.
"That's just right." Hill smiled slightly.
The secretary hesitated to speak and put away his question wisely.
"It turns out that the breakfast at Maimi's restaurant is also so lively. Mr. McGonagall really has an irresistible charm." Hill looked at the long queue in front of him and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Somehow, these days, she became more and more curious about Mag.
Whether it's his superb cooking skills, his amazing inventions, or his unique ability to dabble in different industries.
He can work in the kitchen and in the hall, he can cut clothes, and he can build trains and cannons.
Such a man is willing to spend a lot of time in the kitchen every day just to serve delicious food to his guests.
Hill has never seen such a person before. Even in the historical records of Nolan Continent, there has never been such a strange man.
The more you get in touch with him, the more you feel that he is unfathomable, as if he is hiding a huge secret.
But the more this happened, the more curious she became and wanted to explore.
No man had ever made her feel like this again.
This is somewhat strange for Hill, who has devoted the past eighteen years of his life to business.
Of course, she didn't think she would be easily tempted by a man.
But if this person was Mag, she would still be willing to try to observe her inner feelings.
After all, both the steam engine and the painted printer that may have been made by him were creations that could change the world.
Such an excellent man can also cook well, so it's not surprising that any woman will be tempted by him.
The restaurant is open for business, and two young elves at the door have already started selling picture books of The Little Mermaid.
The exquisite picture books are loved by everyone, and there are many people who come here specifically to buy picture books.
However, according to the rules, picture books are given priority to customers queuing up for dinner, and sales are limited to two copies, which to a certain extent discourages scalpers who are trying to make a fortune by flipping the book.
Hill walked to the door of the restaurant, looked at the portrait of Anne on the sign, thought for a moment, and bought a picture book.
She already has a copy at home, and she bought this one to show her support, and her kindness outweighs the price.
The new products on the small blackboard caught her attention. They were painted in red oil and sounded a bit festive.
However, many of the dishes at Maimi's restaurant are new to her, and there are many daily responsibilities, so she doesn't have much time to wait in line for several hours for a meal.
"It would be great if I could become the proprietress of Mai Mi Restaurant. Not only would I not have to queue up every day, I would also be able to eat bean curd noodles for beauty and beauty every day, and just lie down and collect the money. Boss Mai is so handsome." A girl from behind gently thumped He said quietly, looking at his numb legs where he was standing.
Hill turned her head and thought carefully for a while with her smart mind, "Sounds like a good investment."
This girl may not know yet, but Boss Mai not only owns a restaurant, he also owns half of the steam engine and 10% of all railways to be developed in the future of Nolan Continent. This will be a terrifying wealth.
In addition, he may also be about to lead the paper media to open a new era of color printing and subvert an imaginative industry.
From this aspect, the girls in Chaos City are indeed quite discerning.
After all, the best husband in the minds of so many girls is not only a chef and restaurant owner, but also an invisible business tycoon.
Hill and his secretary sat down at an empty seat in the corner. It was already around 8:40, which was close to the restaurant's closing time in the morning, and it was also the working hours for most social workers, so empty seats began to appear in the restaurant.
"Hello, what would you like to eat?" Yabei Mia came to the table. Although she had been busy all morning, she still had a energetic smile on her face.
"I want a red oil copy." Hill looked up at Yabei Mia and said with a smile.
"This is spicy." Mia reminded. After all, they had eaten together, so they were not so alienated.
"It's okay. It's a bit cold outside. It's just right to eat something spicy. It shouldn't be as spicy as hot pot, right?"
"That's not true. After all, hot pot is not suitable for eating in the morning." Yabei Mia shook her head with a smile, wrote down the soup dumplings ordered by her secretary, turned and walked towards the kitchen, her golden ponytail swaying slightly behind her.
Hill's eyes wandered around the restaurant. Amy must have gone to school and was nowhere to be seen. There was only the fat, round orange cat lying on the counter, one hand hanging outside, squinting lazily. Eye.
Barbara sat on the high stool behind the counter, tapping her fingers in the restaurant from time to time, and then a prepared breakfast flew out of the restaurant and landed safely in front of the guests.
Hill was deeply impressed by the Princess of the Moon Kingdom.
With her identity, she has connected the teleportation array with Nolan Continent in the Moon Country, and has been deeply involved in the construction of the formation to seal the devil twice. After making great achievements, she still stays at Maimi Restaurant as a waiter, which really makes her Somewhat surprised.
And Jina, that gentle mermaid girl, the Landiste princess who could stop a crying child in a second, also continued to stay at Maimi's restaurant.
Hill looked at Mag who was busy in the kitchen. That upright figure and masculine and handsome profile were always hard to ignore.
"What are they planning? Is it really just the food he cooked?" Hill frowned slightly and thought. As a businessman, she always calculates the gains and losses carefully.
So after thinking seriously for a long time, she came to the conclusion that it might be his body that they were greedy for.
"Hello, your red oil hand." A voice rang in her ears, and a red oil hand landed steadily in front of her, and the red soup didn't even tremble at all.
Hill retracted his thoughts and glanced at Barbara who was sitting behind the counter and smiled at her. She also smiled back, and then looked at the copywriter in front of her.
Red soup, white noodles, a handful of green scallions sprinkled on the surface, and some cooked sesame seeds dotted on the soup surface. The aroma of chicken soup can't wait to hit your nostrils.
I got up early and waited in line outside for two hours. Smelling the fragrance, Hill's stomach growled a little unsatisfactorily.
Although the red spicy oil made my throat feel tight just looking at it, it didn't feel too greasy.
Picking up the spoon, I put a hand into the spoon with chopsticks. You can see that the hand is pinched together like a lace, which is delicate and cute.
