"This pig butcher..." The old lady blushed, but couldn't continue.
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay and fell into a strange and awkward silence.
"I'll also go and see what delicious food the boss has made that fascinates so many guests." The proprietress in the floral apron also took off her apron and walked towards the restaurant.
"Walk, walk, let's all try it out, know ourselves and the enemy, and then we can come up with a solution." The half-bald uncle looked at the two people who had gone far away, and said with a smile as he looked at the crowd, and also began to untie his apron.
Everyone laughed when they heard the words, echoed one after another, untied their aprons, and walked towards Mamy's restaurant in a mighty manner.
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"Another wave of new guests." Mag looked at the long queue outside the door, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, trying not to look too complacent, and pulled the latch to open the door.
The long line of guests heard the voice, and they all looked towards the door. Many people had already queued for a long time, but the regular customers knew the rules of the restaurant, so no one knocked on the door to disturb Mag.
"Boss Mai, I've been waiting at the door all morning, and my legs are numb." Vesenio, who was in the first row, looked at Mag with a resentful face, his voice was weak, and he barely stood still while holding the door frame.
"The business hours are written on the door, and the restaurant is open according to the normal business hours." Mag looked at Vesenio, who was looking better after a long morning, and couldn't help laughing in his heart.
The saying that women are like wolves like tigers is not without reason.
"Okay, help me, my legs are numb, I can't walk anymore." Vesenio didn't mean to entangle in this issue, he raised his leg, then retracted, looked at Mag and said, there is After remembering the experience in the morning, he didn't dare to let go of the hand holding the door frame immediately.
When the guests behind heard this conversation, they all smiled heartily. This guy really worked hard to get the first place.
"Okay." Mag stretched out his hand to help Vesenio enter the door, and sat down at the table next to the door.
"I want three servings of Yangzhou fried rice, two to eat here and one to take away." Vesenio said immediately as soon as he sat down, and after thinking about it, he quickly grabbed Mag's hand and asked in a low voice. : "Boss Mai, are you sure the characteristics of this dish are relatively mild? Brother, I can't bear it."
"Don't worry, it's guaranteed to be milder than Roujiamo." Mag withdrew his hand, patted Visenio's shoulder and comforted him.
"Okay, I'll trust you." Vesenio nodded, with an expression of death.
"Everyone can come in, please order and be seated in order." Mag opened the door to the side, looked at the guests outside the door and said with a smile, and then moved sideways to open the door.
"Welcome." Yabei Mia came out of the kitchen quickly, said with a smile on her face, and began to order food for the guests in the order they entered the store.
"Boss Mai, I think you should give us old men a passage for the elderly. It's too much for us to have our old arms and legs line up with their young people here." Crassus was also in the front row and walked to the restaurant At the door, looked at Mag and said.
Julian in the line also looked up immediately. He let Heitan and Mungdou watch the store at noon today, and he came early to line up and waited for almost half an hour.
The other guests also looked at Mag with their heads stretched out. If they could get ahead in the queue when they got older, it would be useless to come earlier.
"I'm sorry, everyone who enters the store is a customer, and the restaurant treats everyone equally, and you eat two bowls of Yangzhou fried rice for a meal, but you are no worse than young people at all." Mag smiled and shook his head. There is no room for negotiation on this. It's not a hospital, what kind of passage for the elderly is opened.
Crassus looked at Mag with some helplessness. He said that he was also Amy's master, and his status was not low, but this guy was still so reclusive, there was really nothing he could do about him.
The seats in the restaurant were filled up quickly, and the rest of the customers could only stand in line. However, many people were planning to buy meat buns to take away, so the long line went directly to the counter in the restaurant. up, extending all the way to the outside of the store.
Mag's eyes fell to the end of the team, with a bit of surprise in his eyes. The last seven people looked familiar, as if they had seen it somewhere.
Turning around and walking towards the kitchen, Mag suddenly remembered when he walked to the door. The big man with a shiny face and a fat body seemed to be the owner of the pork chop shop in front. From time to time, he could see the scene of him killing pigs in front of the restaurant. Deep, and the others seem to be restaurant bosses.
"What are they here for? They're messing things up?" Mag raised his eyebrows. After a few days of fermenting, Mamy's Restaurant has become quite famous in Aden Square. The long queue at the door before opening is the best advertisement, which can be seen from a distance, attracting many curious customers.
And this kind of popularity is naturally a thorn in the flesh among the peers. Customers are the most important thing for a restaurant. Now Mag's restaurant can eat hundreds of customers in one meal, and they are all high-quality customers. Naturally, there will be some impact on restaurants.
Mag had expected to be targeted by his peers. After all, his family was in business in his previous life. Although he hadn't participated in it, he didn't panic when he encountered this situation.
Even he can predict that there will be imitators in Yading Square soon. In addition to bringing the ultimate enjoyment and experience to the guests, Yangzhou fried rice and Roujiamo should bring a completely different taste to chefs in this world. Subversive cooking models and concepts.
For imitators, McGonagall is actually not disgusted. It is an interesting thing to start from a restaurant to affect the eating habits and cooking methods of the world.
This kind of confidence and confidence comes from strength, and if he copied half of it, he would lose.
He can bring a new cooking direction to chefs in this world, but he will not teach them how to make Yangzhou fried rice and Roujiamo. There is no such thing as making money together.
As for them thinking about it after eating, or buying Roujiamo and Yangzhou Fried Rice and going back to study, there is no way for Mag to stop this kind of thing, the system can't install a self-destruct device in Roujiamo, right
"How to wrap eggs on rice, how to marinate meat, how to knead dough to make soft Baiji buns, how to turn soybeans into melt-in-your-mouth bean curds...there is a direction, but after a few years of research, there should be no A few people can make it. The ingredients provided by the system are the finishing touch, and the continuous introduction of new products is the core competitiveness of the restaurant. The food provided by Mami Restaurant will not be exactly the same on this continent." Mai Greg had a smile on his face.
"The coming storm?" Mag shook his head, "It doesn't even count as waves."