Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

"Sure enough, snacks are always able to convince people with strange reasons." Mag smiled and shook his head, glanced at the time, and said with a smile: "Okay, Anna's study today is over, and Amy Go play, I will call you to eat later."

"Xiaomi, starting today, Anna will be staying at our house for a few days, you can take her upstairs to familiarize herself with the environment." Mag turned to look at Amy and said.

"Really? That's great!" Amy's eyes lit up all of a sudden, she took Anna's hand who had just put down the knife, and walked out happily, saying, "Miss Anna, I'll take you to play Playground, and then take you to sleep in my crib."

Mag looked at the two little guys who disappeared at the door with a gentle smile. The fact that the two little guys could get along well was undoubtedly good news for him.

After dinner, Amy took Anna to play in the square, while the restaurant began to enter the busiest evening hours.

"Boss Mai, you asked for leave without warning at noon, but it made me hungry all afternoon, so I can only order an extra bowl of Yangzhou fried rice to comfort myself at night."

"Yeah, I had a hard time asking for leave at noon today, but I was shut down. Boss Mai, your asking for leave is a very serious loss for us."

"It happened that I didn't come here at noon today, and I was suddenly relieved. Give me two steaks, one medium rare, one medium rare, and the medium rare first."

As soon as the guests entered the restaurant, they began to criticize Mag for asking for leave at noon today, showing deep resentment.

Mag, on the other hand, laughed it off, and only asked for leave for a noon. After a few days, he went to Luodu. He didn't know how many days he would be absent from work.

The restaurant's customers come and go, the long queue gradually shortens, and the restaurant's business has been booming.

A somewhat quaint carriage stopped at the entrance of the restaurant, and a corner of the curtain was lifted. Ian looked at the super popular restaurant and said with a smile on his face; "I like this kind of restaurant with a lot of people. If even the guests If there is no restaurant, it means that it is not worth trying at all.”

"Master, there may be a queue now, do you need me to tell the restaurant to clear it?" A middle-aged man with the appearance of a butler stood beside the carriage and said softly.

"I'm not a king, what's the point of having a meal, Broka, you have to correct your problems?" Ian said with a light smile, he lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage, and walked towards the door of the restaurant. There are still some customers queuing in the restaurant.

"Yes." Bruka nodded, walked quickly in small steps and opened the door of the restaurant.

As soon as the door opened, a delicious smell spread over the face, making Ian's eyes brighten.

Compared to the restaurant that seemed to be full of people outside, it was surprisingly quiet when entering the restaurant.

The sitting guests were completely immersed in the delicacies in front of them, and occasionally made one or two uncontrollable praises and exclamations.

The customers in the queue also stood quietly, waiting for the empty seats to appear. Even if they spoke, they tried to restrain their voices so as not to affect other customers' meals.

Elegant decoration, just the right distance between tables, making people comfortable dining environment.

Ian looked around the restaurant and nodded slightly. Regardless of the taste of the dishes, this restaurant has already achieved the appearance of a restaurant that makes guests feel comfortable in other aspects. This is the basis for a restaurant to be popular.

Of course, being able to let the elves and the orcs sit at the same table to eat is enough to show how magical the food in this restaurant has, so that they can temporarily let go of their racial hatred.

"Guests, there are seats here, please sit here." Ian waited for a while, and several tables of guests finished their meal almost at the same time. Yabei Mia smiled and guided Ian and them to the next table. .

"Sit down, Broka." Ian pressed his hand to Broka who was standing at the table with his hands behind his back.

"I'll just stand by and serve the master." Broca said with a slight bow.

"I haven't eaten yet to be served.

"Ian said with a smile.

Broca hesitated for a while before sitting down opposite Ian, half of his buttocks sticking to the chair, maintaining a state of being on call at any time.

"Guest, here is the menu. You can see what you want to eat." Yabei Mia handed over the menu with a smile. This old man with a white beard looks quite interesting, and his status should be quite distinguished.

"Well, let me take a look." Ian opened the menu, looking at the menu accompanied by beautiful pictures, his eyes lit up.

This menu is completely different from other people's menus that only have dish names and text descriptions. The pictures are painted like real ones. The exquisite dishes make people feel very delicious just by looking at them. I can't help but want to try them. Feel.

The name of the dish, the picture, and the price are all clear at a glance, which is much more intuitive than those long text descriptions.

"A restaurant of this scale dares to set such a price, and the customers are still queuing up to eat, which shows that the owner is really capable." Ian glanced at the prices of the dishes and nodded slightly.

"I want a black pepper steak, and a salted tofu brain." Ian closed the menu and handed it to Broka who was sitting opposite, "Broka, you can choose."

Broka opened the menu, looked at the prices on it, and was stunned. After hesitating for a while, he said, "I... want a Yangzhou fried rice and a sweet tofu nao."

"Okay, my guest, how old do you want the steak to be?" Yabei Mia looked at Ian and asked with a smile.

"I don't know how cooked you think I am, an old man?" Ian looked at Yabei Mia and asked with a smile.

"The guests seem to be full of energy, and the teeth must be in good condition. The medium-rare steak will be tender, the medium-rare steak will be a little firmer, and the medium-rare steak will be slightly stronger. Guests can choose according to their own taste. Yabei Mia said with a smile on her face.

"Then I'll give it half-familiarity, the old man prefers chewy things." Ian nodded.

"Okay, please wait." Yabei Mia nodded and walked quickly towards the kitchen.

"What kind of messy rules did Jeffrey set? The service attitude and quality of the half-dragon waiters are much higher than those of ordinary waiters. That kind of discriminatory rules should have been changed long ago." Ian looked at Yabei Mia back, thinking in my heart.

"However, there should be no better wine in this world than my winery?" Ian frowned, talking to himself with a bit of thought.

"Your black pepper steak is medium rare."

Not long after, a steak was placed in front of him.

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