Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

It must be a very shameful experience to read one's own notebook.

That's it?

Mag just briefly scanned the picture album of the dragon slaying warrior fighting the giant x evil dragon, and then completely swept him into the corner of the dross of history.

Both the storyline and the style of painting are inferior. It is hard to imagine that a book of this level can still be hidden and sold by the boss like a treasure.

Of course, this may also be determined by the scarcity of the subject matter.

After lunch, everyone returned to the dining room. The two little guys looked at the new picture book they just bought with relish. Irina went out on business, and only Mag, who was bored, was left flipping through the few ancient books that he bought today.

With a book in his hand, Mag was not thinking about what Joshua might do next.

A few days have passed since the battle between the Ross Empire and the orcs and elves, and the tense situation has become more complicated and confusing because of the Qiao Xiu incident.

The orc tribe, which had been wiped out dozens of tribes, obviously couldn't let it go just because Joshua was controlled by the devil, and the elf tribe, whose city of life was almost destroyed, also had to ask for an explanation.

But Andre did not make any positive response to this, the number of soldiers sent to the border is even increasing, and the situation is still tense.

Now that Qiao Xiu has been wanted by the whole continent, he can be said to be the enemy of the whole world. After being stared at by countless pairs of eyes, it becomes difficult to do something big.

But it is still a troublesome thing to find him now.

"Look, Father, this is a painting drawn by Sister Anne." Amy's voice interrupted Mag's contemplation, and he looked down at the painting handed to him, his eyes lit up.

This portrait is of an elf with silver hair, painted with watercolor pens, and it is Amy.

The painting style is immature, but it is also cute and childlike because of this, and the strokes are extremely smooth, without any bluntness, making the characters vivid and lovely, full of aura.

"Wow, the drawing is great." Mag looked at Anne, a little surprised, "Is this the first time Anne has drawn?"

Annie nodded with a smile.

"Yes, I can only draw circles that are not too round, but Sister Anne can already draw me." Amy said with some pride, as if she also had a share of the credit here.

"Excellent drawing talent." Mag touched his chin, looked at Annie's eyes, and said, "Annie, are you interested in becoming a cartoonist?"

Annie tilted her head and looked at Mag, as if she didn't understand what Mag was saying.

McGonagall explained: "Cartoonists, that is, artists who professionally draw albums, these albums are created by cartoonists."

Annie's eyes lit up when she heard the words, she nodded and said in sign language: "I am willing."

Mag smiled and said: "Well, you can continue to draw according to your preferences first, if you are really interested, I will give you a script later, and you can draw a story according to the script. "

Annie nodded obediently, sat down and looked through the picture album, then picked up the watercolor pen at hand and continued to draw.

"In this case, the project of Zhonghua Xiaodangjia... can be launched?" Mag rubbed his chin, lost in thought.

"Father, remember to attract guests today." Seeing Mag in a daze, Amy reminded in a low voice.

"I really forgot what Xiaomi didn't say." Mag touched the little guy's head with a smile, got up and walked towards the wine cabinet.

From the bottom of the wine cabinet, Irina took out half a bottle of Moutai that Irina drank the day before, opened the bottle cap and poured a small cup into a small jar similar to a small incense burner.

The semi-sealed small jar has a few fine holes on the top, just enough to allow the aroma of the wine to slowly float out, but it won't disappear all at once.

Catching drunkards and fishing is the same principle, first make a nest, and use the aroma of wine to lure drunkards to gather. Once people gather, there will be no worries about the lack of customers.

This way is a bit different from opening a restaurant.

After all, as long as restaurants are not roadside stalls, it is not easy to attract customers from far and near by relying on fragrance.

Mag went out with a special wine cup,

He also held a small iron cage in his hand, put the small wine cup in the cage, hung a small lock, and then hung it on the post at the door.

The rich aroma of Moutai slowly spread out. Although the diffusion speed was extremely slow and the aroma was diluted a lot, it still continued to expand outward with its stable and unique aroma.

The faint aroma of wine is centered on the Saipan Tavern and slowly spreads towards the surroundings.

"It smells so good! Is this the smell of wine?!"

"Yes, it smells like wine, but there is no wine with such a strong aroma."

When the passing guests passed by, they couldn't help but look left and right a few times, and were surprised that the aroma of wine was so alluring.

And some wine lovers found the small iron cage hanging in front of the Saipan Tavern by following the aroma of the wine.

"What kind of operation is this? How did you lock up the wine?"

"This is a new tavern, right? I haven't heard of it before. Could it be that you want to use the aroma of wine to attract customers?"

"People are attracted, but the tavern hasn't opened yet. It won't open until six o'clock in the evening."

Many passers-by followed the smell of wine and gathered at the entrance of the tavern, swallowing their saliva looking at the small cup in the iron cage, but looking at the business hours written on the wooden sign hanging on the door, they felt a little helpless.

"Look, proprietress, there are a lot of guests gathered at the entrance of the tavern opposite." In the Titan tavern, the boy looked at Effie who had just come downstairs from a nap and said.

"Their family finally got the hang of opening activities?" Effie stretched her waist, showing her graceful figure under the loose cotton padded clothes, and smiled lazily.

In the past few days, according to her observation, this Saipan tavern is opened like a child's play house, the business hours are extremely short, and the number of customers is pitifully small, showing the tone out of interest.

"No, it seems that the boss put a jug of wine at the door and attracted people over." The boy shook his head.

"A jug of wine?" Effie was a little surprised, walked quickly to the door of the tavern, and looked at the dozen or so people gathered in front of the Saipan tavern diagonally opposite. cage.

She moved her nostrils and frowned slightly. Although she was far away, there was still a faint smell of wine in the air.

As a woman who inherited the family business and has been in charge of the Titan Tavern for more than ten years, although she can't brew any good wine by herself, she still knows a lot about wine. She can still exude such a good wine from such a distance. Unheard of.

Effie murmured: "With this fine wine in hand, not to mention Romo Street, this Saipan tavern will definitely have a place in the Luodu tavern world in the future."

"Boss, what did you say?" The boy didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing, show some respect to the owner of the tavern across the way in the future." Effie looked away from the other side, and told the boy, then turned and entered the tavern.

"Even if you can't get him, you still have to get his wine..."

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