Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

After a cup of Buddha jumped over the wall, there was not even a scum left. Garland took out the towel he brought with him, wiped his sweaty bald head, and burped in satisfaction.

carefree!

Garland felt that this was the most satisfying meal he had eaten in the past two years, and eating a cup of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall was the most delicious soup he had ever eaten in his life, bar none.

"You... Your hair really grew?!" Milo glanced at Garland's head, but suddenly his eyes widened, and he pointed at his head and said in surprise.

"Really?" Milo was startled, and stretched out his hand to touch his head. The top of his head, which was originally bare, now felt like some fine fluff.

Milo took a closer look, nodded his head and said: "A little bit of fine fluff has grown out, and there are quite a lot of them. I think it will work."

Milo and Garland have known each other for more than ten years. They watched his head rise from the hairline to the Mediterranean and gradually expand. In the end, because he was too Kappa-like, he could only compromise and become bald.

This process is irreversible. Hair falls out but never grows.

But now on top of his bald head, hair has grown back, and it is still the central bald area.

"Don't touch it, you will lose money if you feel bald in a while." Milo knocked off Garland's habitual hand with his head turned, picked up the bright silver spoon, and you can see for yourself.

Garland took the spoon to find the angle for a while, and finally saw his shiny bald head and the faintly visible fluff on the bald head in the spoon.

"This is really a fluff of lanugo, good, good! My bald head is finally going to be reborn!" Garland cried with joy, two lines of old tears fell uncontrollably, like a sixty-year-old baby.

Mag in the kitchen glanced out when he heard the sound, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, the joy of a gourmet is so boring.

"Let me just say that I didn't lie to you." Randy said with a smile. He had already finished eating the mapo tofu, and by the way, he had eaten two bowls of rice and two rougamo, and there was no piece of braised pork left.

Garland was overjoyed, and patted Randy on the shoulder and said, "Brother Randy, you are really my benefactor. If Cahill treats you badly in the future, you can come to me and I will protect you."

"Huh???" Randy looked at Garland suspiciously.

Cahill is the editor-in-chief of Meatism, and he is also the terrible guy who reminds him every day and sends him two-meter-long blades.

But he just met these two, and he never said that he is a gourmet. How did Garland know about Cahill? And let him hang out with him?

Milo kicked Garland under the table and signaled him to pay attention to his words with crazy eyes.

Garland also quickly realized that he seemed to be getting carried away, and he blurted out a big word, quickly turned around, and said with a smile: "Aren't you a carnivorous gourmet? My house is actually next to the carnivorous magazine. When I usually have breakfast, I often meet that fat man Cahill.

That guy is very stingy, he is not a good bird, and he likes to press manuscripts the most, so I am afraid that you will suffer, if you really can't stand it, follow me to the fur dealer. "

"That's it, so you know Cahill." Randy came to a sudden, smiled and shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but now gourmet food is not my main business anymore, it's just a matter of interest to generate electricity for love That's all."

"Um?"

Both Milo and Garland looked at Garland in surprise.

"Aren't you on the rise now? Why don't you write about carnivorous gourmets?" Milo couldn't help asking.

"Writing is so tiring. It's precarious. You are urged to write the manuscript every day, and you have to send blades from time to time. You rack your brains to write it, and you will be judged too short.

Who do you look down on! Who is short? You criticize reason, who is short?

Although it's a little short, but I'm long-lasting. I've been outputting continuously for so many years, right? "Randy sighed.

Milo also sighed when he heard the words, who said no, don't watch him attack those merchants hard,

But often looking at the heavy mailbox, I can only call the waste collector to come to my door.

Fortunately, he has a good attitude. He survived the most difficult period by selling blades. Sometimes when he sees blades, he still feels kind.

"So, I changed to collecting rent now. There was a woman who insisted on pestering me. She put a lot of keys in my hand and asked me to help her collect rent. I would not be happy if I didn't." Randy lifted the corner of his clothes, A handful of keys were revealed, and he sighed, "I now know that the life of the rich is indeed unpretentious and boring."

Milo: "???"

Garland: "???"

"Eat well, I'm going to collect the rent again, and I have to pay the public food when I go back tonight, two brothers, goodbye." Randy got up to pay the bill and left, leaving the two of them messed up in the wind.

"Speak the toughest words and eat the softest food, this... is indeed a talent." Garland smacked his lips.

"Let's be sour." Milo looked at Randy's disappearing figure, and he didn't want to work hard anymore.

"Let's go too. Today is a good day, and it's not in vain." Garland got up and paid the bill.

"Just go back like this?" Milo asked Garland after going out the door.

"Of course not, I have to take two more courses of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall." Garland shook his head, smiled again: "We have three days to go out this time, wouldn't it be a waste to go back in one day, of course we have to go back again. You need to know more about this restaurant.”

"Is our budget enough?" Milo squinted at him.

"There's always something like a budget to squeeze in." Garland didn't care, "And, as long as we can write a really super hit, the boss will definitely reimburse us all when we go back, and we can eat as we please. "

"Then I also very much agree to work for a few more days, preferably from morning to night, to get to know this restaurant in an all-round way." Milo nodded.

"Going back to the hotel now?"

"No, turn around, I want to talk to the restaurant owner after Mamy's restaurant is closed." Garland shook his head.

"About what?"

Garland smiled and said, "Since we can't find any faults in this article, we'd better get the story behind the food, so as to highlight the difference from vegetarianism and carnivorism, otherwise what do we have to do with those small magazines that don't pursue The difference, the swarm of imitation and plagiarism, after all, you can only drink some footwashing water."

Milo thought for a while, then nodded, and Garland was very strict about content control.

"I think the hot pot looks good too, why don't we try it tomorrow?" Milo's eyes were quickly attracted by the barbecue area next door. Looking at the devil who was eating while raising his head and breathing fire, it was funny and interesting, Looks well worth a try.

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