Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

"Maybe you have misunderstood the word "waiter". The so-called waiter refers to the person who provides necessary services for the guests. I am the owner of this restaurant and have no idea of ​​retiring for the time being, so I don't need to find someone to replace me Be the shopkeeper. Although the restaurant needs to recruit new waiters, every waiter needs to be assessed. If you want to become a waiter in Maimi Restaurant, you must pass my assessment first.” McGonagall looked at Ba Bara couldn't help laughing, this girl really has no common sense.

"Do you mean that you want me to serve the guests who come to eat like a palace maid serves me?" Barbara looked at Mag in disbelief.

"You can understand that, but when you are a waiter in a restaurant, you don't need to be as careful as your maid to wipe your face with a towel, you just need to do your own thing and be friendly and friendly to guests. Distance." Mag nodded.

"Really?" Barbara stared at McGonagall's face earnestly. It was impossible for him to serve others in her life before today, but today's situation is beyond her control, and McGonagall The roast beef kebab made by Grid has a very special effect on her body. If she can keep eating it, it may be able to completely improve her symptoms of lack of qi and blood, which is a disease that has plagued her for more than ten years.

"I don't think it's necessary for me to answer your question now. You have to figure out a very realistic question. Now I'm not begging you to be a waiter in a restaurant. There are more and better choices than you in the free market. They He is proficient in the service skills of the catering industry, with quick hands and feet, and can be directly put into work without long-term training and practice." Mag looked at Barbara and said calmly: "Now, I can give you a chance to show Your ability, if you can prove that you can do the job of a waiter and be more efficient than the average person, then the job is yours."

"Is it so strict to be a waiter?" Barbara's eyes widened a little, and a fierce battle between heaven and man went on in her mind. In the end, the desire for roast beef skewers and the obsession with going home won the face , looked at Mag and nodded and said: "Well, although using this princess as a waiter is completely overkill, but I'm reluctantly willing to accept this job now, isn't the waiter's job just to short-end dishes? This kind of thing is simply a trivial matter. dish."

Barbara stretched out a finger and hooked her finger towards the plate on the dining table that contained the kebabs. The plate floated up and appeared in her hand in a flash, and the kebabs on the plate didn't move at all.

"I can quickly place a plate on every table. Not everyone has this ability, right?" Barbara looked at Mag and said proudly, and picked up a string of beef from the plate. The skewer took a bite, the smile on his face full of confidence.

"It's amazing!" Yabei Mia looked at Barbara in amazement.

"The plate is flying! What a magical magic!" Amy also exclaimed softly.

Mag's eyes also lit up, space magicians are quite rare, and this girl who is at least a seventh-level space magician, if she uses space magic to serve food, she does have an incomparable advantage, although... ...It feels a bit wasteful, but considering that the seventh-level water elf magician is used by her to clean the restaurant, it seems that it is not a big deal for the space magician to serve food.

"It's true that not everyone can do it. If you can clearly remember the order and quantity of each customer's order, you can become an employee of Maimi Restaurant." Mag's admiration did not show on his face, looking at Barbara nodded.

"My memory is not bad." Barbara nodded confidently.

"Don't talk too much." Mag turned around and entered the kitchen. After a while, he came out with a pile of plates and dishes of different sizes. Then he pointed to the table in the dining room and said, "Come in through the door, the tables are arranged vertically. The serial numbers are 1-4, increasing in order. I will tell you what plates are needed for tables with different serial numbers in a while. After you remember, put all the plates out in turn. If the number of errors is less than three, you will pass. already."

"Small idea, it's impossible for me to be stumped." Barbara nodded.

"Table 3, two plates, four bowls, and two small plates; table 6..." A string of serial numbers came out of Mag's mouth, and Barbara's relaxed expression became extra serious.

"Now, please start your performance." McGonagall said at the same time the requirements of eight dishes and bowls, which was already quite a requirement in memory.

"This assessment is similar to my original one, can she succeed?" Yabei Mia looked at Barbara nervously.

"Come on, Sister Barbara." Amy took a bite of the beef and encouraged her with a bit of inarticulateness.

Sally also looked at Barbara seriously, and she didn't have much disgust for this girl, although she was a little squeamish, but not yet to the level of savage and hopeless.

Barbara closed her eyes and pondered for a while, then opened her eyes again. Hundreds of dishes placed on the table beside her were suspended at the same time, circled around her, and then flew out one by one. It landed on the tables without making any sound.

In a blink of an eye, more than a hundred dishes and dishes fell, and not a single one remained.

"Is that right?" Barbara sighed softly, then looked at Mag and asked. Although her expression was pretending to be relaxed, she couldn't hide the tension in her eyes.

"Two mistakes, but the first time has such a success rate, which is very good." McGonagall walked over, took out a plate and a small saucer from tables 3 and 7, and looked at Barbara He smiled and said, "Congratulations, if you are willing, you will become the third waiter in Maimi Restaurant. The salary of the first month of the internship period is deducted from the roast beef kebab just now, and the daily meal supplement is 600 copper coins."

A look of surprise appeared on Barbara's face, but she quickly restrained herself and looked at Mag a little unconvinced: "I can only eat nine skewers of roast beef for a month's earnings? Then why am I still here? Live here! Moreover, the daily meal supplement is only enough to eat two skewers of roast beef, if you eat this way, you will starve to death!"

"For a meal allowance of 600 copper coins a day, you can go out and ask if there is a second restaurant in Aden Square that will offer such a condition for an intern waiter. Consumption is linked to salary, if your salary can only eat When you can afford nine kebabs, you shouldn't complain about the low salary, but choose to eat the food you can afford." McGonagall looked at Barbara calmly.

"Go to work! Her Royal Highness!" Amy shouted with a smile while holding her small fist.