Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

As soon as this thought popped out, it was like releasing a demon from a bottle. The taste of the delicious Yangzhou fried rice slowly rose from the bottom of her heart, and the aftertaste made Sally swallow her saliva. She just ate it this morning. A big bowl of green vegetable noodles!

"No! If I eat one portion, all the money earned by working part-timers these days will be gone, and I have to save money to go to further places!" Sally shook her head vigorously, trying to get this idea out of her mind go out.

But the more she tried to drive away, the memory became clearer and clearer. The salty ham, the eggs that melted in the mouth, and especially the rice with the faint fragrance of the spring of life made her have some thoughts when she was traveling for the first time. The thought of going home.

Although her father and those clan elders who wanted to force her to marry were quite disgusting, her mother treated her very well, and she suddenly missed the time when she snuggled into her mother's arms and took a nap in the afternoon.

If she hadn't run away from home, as the daughter of the noble patriarch, how would she need to do such things as making quilts, and there were only a dozen copper coins for tidying up a dozen rooms, which was unimaginable to her before. It takes many days to get a gold coin.

"Suddenly I'm so hungry..." Sally lay on her back on the bed all of a sudden, her eyes were empty, and bowls of rainbow fried rice floated through her mind. She was already an elf who had lost her dreams.

"I don't know if there is a new product in that restaurant? That little girl...is so cute..." Sally's murmured voice echoed in the room.

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"Sorry, this morning's Roujiamo has been sold out half an hour ago, and now the business hours are over, and the restaurant is closed. If you want to eat, please come early at the next meal time." At the entrance of the restaurant, Mag looked at the dozen or so guests standing outside and said with a smile.

"Boss Mai, I just need to eat a piece of Yangzhou fried rice. Didn't I oversleep this morning, so you are accommodating. I am used to eating at your house. I really can't find anything to eat in the morning." A tall and thin man looked at Mag and asked with a smile.

"Yes, Boss Mai, I made a special trip to get here for half an hour by horse-drawn carriage. It's fine if you don't eat the Roujiamo. You must have at least one piece of Yangzhou Fried Rice? You won't be so unkind and let me go back hungry." Right?" A fat man on the side also followed suit, with a slightly unhappy expression on his face.

"It's just..."

The other guests also responded in a hurry. Although they didn't catch up with the time, they all felt that there were too many of them, and Mag might be afraid of their feelings.

"Sorry, the restaurant operates strictly according to business hours, so please come back, everyone.

"Mag shook her head without the slightest hesitation, turned over the sign on the door, looked at the people who were still about to talk, and spread her hands and said: "If I continue to make Yangzhou fried rice for you now, then I will not be able to prepare for the business at noon. This is unfair to the guests who come to eat at noon, so please come here earlier next time. "

"Okay, then I'll eat again at noon." Seeing that Mag had no intention of letting go, the tall and thin man had no choice but to turn around and leave.

"Boss Mai, you...have principles." The fat man glanced at Amy, who was walking slowly behind Mag with the ugly duckling in his arms, and naturally turned around in the middle of the ruthless words, and laughed twice, He turned around and boarded the carriage parked not far away.

Seeing that Mag had no intention of negotiating, the other guests had no choice but to leave. In terms of restaurant rules, Boss Mai is indeed very strict.

"Boss Mai is really different from other bosses." Yabei Mia stood in the door, looking at Mag's profile. Under the sunlight, the thin and handsome face made people feel very amiable, with the twitch at the corners of her lips. Those two mustaches added a bit of mature temperament. It is really lucky to meet such a boss.

Mag stretched his waist. This morning, more than 200 Roujiamos alone were sold, and the number of new customers reached 95. This is the amount of a normal day. It is conceivable that there will be a wave of new ones at noon and night today. During the peak passenger flow, the restaurant officially entered the full stage.

"Father, can we listen to the Mushroom Elf's new song today?" Amy asked, holding the ugly duckling and looking at Mag expectantly.

"Boss Mai, wait!" Mag was about to close the door to answer Amy's question when a weak voice came from a distance.

"Huh?" Mag followed the sound with some doubts, and a delicate figure ran from a distance. A pair of wooden clogs stepped on the ground and made a rattling sound. As if it would be blown away by the wind at any time, it was Vesenio who had just bought two roujiamos earlier.

"My guest, I'm sorry, the restaurant is closed." Mag looked at Vesenio, who trotted all the way to the front, bent over and supported his knees with his hands, and shook his head with a strange expression.

It's only been less than an hour, and this little brother's face is paler than before. When he ran over just now, his footsteps were flimsy, almost floating. This physical fitness is probably similar to Mag's now.

But in comparison, Mag is only weak, with a thin body, good complexion and spirit, and bright eyes.

And Visenio looked so sluggish, almost the kind that would collapse at the touch of a touch, who knows what happened to him in the past hour.

"Aren't you going to sell it?" Vesenio's voice suddenly raised a little bit, as if he was a little disappointed, but soon his eyes lit up again, and he nodded his head with lingering fear: "It's fine if you don't sell it, you don't sell it Just fine."

"Huh?" Mag looked at her with some puzzlement. Was this person stimulated by something? How to speak has a feeling of no beginning and no end.

"Boss Mai, help... help me." Visenio stretched out his hand to Mag, halfway through, his legs softened, and he knelt down in front of him with a snap.

"Er... this guest, there are still meat buns for sale at noon. Even if you can't eat them in the morning, you don't have to do such a big gift. The meat buns are really sold out." Mag was stunned, looking at the Vesenio stretched out his hand halfway and then silently retracted it, saying with a strange expression.

Visenio glanced at his knees, and was also taken aback for a moment, but he really didn't have the strength to get up, so it would be more comfortable to kneel like this, he looked up at Mag with grief and indignation, and said, "Boss Mai, you He is selling that kind of medicine! My tigress wakes up lazy in the morning, and after eating your two roujiamos, she becomes alive immediately, and almost ate me alive!"