The business hours at noon ended in a cheerful atmosphere.
Ordinary customers ate two brand new delicacies at a price far lower than their psychological expectations and the normal price of the restaurant, and returned with satisfaction.
And the powerful people of all races were fascinated by the miraculous illusion, and many people were still standing outside the door after the business was over, not leaving in a hurry.
Irina didn't go far, she just sat on a bench not far away. If it wasn't for a group of tenth-level powerhouses standing at the entrance of the restaurant, she would have teleported back to ask Mag directly.
"Why don't you leave after eating? I'm going to help my precious apprentice with homework. You go quickly, so as not to affect my apprentice's study." Crassus waved to the waiting strong men of all ethnic groups. , said with some dissatisfaction.
All the strong men rolled their eyes, and didn't intend to move their footsteps at all.
"Come on, don't we know what you're thinking, old boy? We just want to ask the boss, what's the matter with the stir-fried octopus silk and octopus balls, since most of us saw some strange things after eating them. The picture is somewhat beneficial to cultivation, so I naturally want to thank the boss." Louis pouted.
"Tell me, could it be that the boss's culinary skills have reached the level of shocking the laws of the world, so this dish can show us some magical scenes." Dracula said curiously, speculating whether this possibility established.
The strong men fell into thinking when they heard the words, and were a little uncertain for a while.
These two dishes are indeed very delicious, no one can make more delicious food than this except Mag himself.
Whether such a person with excellent cooking skills can reach the realm of heaven and man because of a single skill, no one can say for sure.
"You can find out about this as soon as you ask, why bother with this." 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. Mia put down the plate and was about to open the door to have a look.
"Let me go." Mag put the chef's uniform aside and walked towards the door.
He had already discovered the strong men of various races waiting outside the door, and he couldn't help but start to guess why they stayed.
Previously, they feasted on the stir-fried octopus silk and octopus balls, and they seemed to have forgotten the nightmarish battle yesterday, and they were all intoxicated during the eating process, falling into a state of ecstasy among.
You must know that these are the top powerhouses of various races. They have received professional training, and generally they will not let themselves show such appearance and state.
And after eating, they still didn't leave, they all waited outside the door, as if they wanted to ask him for an explanation.
This shows that most of the octopus whiskers are beneficial to their cultivation.
The only thing that can interest the top ten powerhouses is the law of heaven.
"System, what did you do with your octopus whiskers? There won't be any problems, right?" Mag asked in his heart as he walked towards the door.
"After tens of thousands of tests and in vivo experiments conducted by this system, this octopus is non-toxic and harmless after being taken, and it is rich in protein and nutrients. Long-term use can effectively improve human immunity, promote growth and development, and eat once a day. Dun, climb the sixth floor at the age of eighty, without panting!" the system said proudly.
"Take a breath, don't pant, that's a hiccup." Mag rolled his eyes, and the system was saying nothing.
"Let's see the situation first." Seeing that the system couldn't explain why, Mag could only see why these strong men stayed.
The restaurant door opened, and Mag looked at the dozen or so strong men of various races standing outside the door, showing a bit of surprise, "Everyone... the restaurant has closed, are you still full?"
Everyone looked Mag up and down first, and what happened today was so miraculous that they couldn't help wondering whether the restaurant owner was a hidden powerhouse.
But no matter whether it's spiritual detection or spiritual power scanning, this boss seems to be just an ordinary human being.
Perhaps because of working in the kitchen for a long time, he is slightly stronger than ordinary humans, but not as strong as a strong first-class knight.
Such a person, throwing a fireball on the street can kill more than a dozen people.
"Boss, we're not here for dinner. My precious apprentice works here, so I won't talk to you in a crooked way. We just want to ask you what happened to your stir-fried octopus whiskers and octopus balls." Something?" Louis stepped forward and said loudly.
"Is it because these two new dishes don't meet your taste? If that's the case, why don't I refund the money for this meal to you? You won't eat in the restaurant anymore." Mag asked tentatively, with a serious expression on his face. A bit worried and melancholy, like a small boss who was blackmailed.
"No, no, boss, that's not what we mean." Louis quickly waved his hand. If a restaurant that can provide such delicious food cannot come in the future, it will be a major loss.
"Then what do you mean?" Mag was still puzzled, and looked up at the strong men, "Aren't you here to return the goods?"
"Of course not." The powerhouses also quickly waved their hands.
This boss is quite capable of misleading questions.
"We just want to ask, how do you make your octopus whiskers and octopus balls." Louis changed the way of asking.
All the powerhouses also looked at Mag one after another, looking expectant.
"Want to learn?" Mag chuckled, "This is a commercial secret, and under normal circumstances, there is no way to teach you."
All the powerhouses rolled their eyes in unison, and looked at Mag with a little more unkindness, this kid... is really underwhelming.
"Let me tell you, all of you are well-known people 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 learn it, most of you can learn it with your brain, but your hands can't keep up with it." .” McGonagall persuaded earnestly.
"Okay, boss, let's have a showdown with you. After we ate your stir-fried octopus and octopus balls, 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... You can't talk nonsense like this. I never put medicine in the dishes. You can't rely on your own strength to blackmail me with this kind of thing. I, a small family, can't stand you big people." You are tossing around." Mag quickly waved his hand, poked his head and looked around, ready to call someone.
"Don't shout, don't shout, what we saw is a good thing." Louis quickly stopped.
"Good stuff?" Mag was a little suspicious, "I didn't put aphrodisiac in it either? How can you see good stuff?".
"My mother..."
Louis' face darkened.