Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

"Come." Amy Lima got up and climbed over to the chair, looking at the hot-skinned meat folder in the hands of McGonagall. The white pie seemed to have something in it. The seductive fragrance made her endure. Can not swallow the throat, eyes staring.

McGonagall put the plate in front of her, then handed the meat folder in the hand to her, and smiled and said: "Be careful, and eat this side up, have a little soup. ”

"Yeah." Amy nodded her head, and the two small hands grasped the edge of the meat folder. The attention was completely drawn. The white cake had a cute little circle on the surface, and the eyes were bright. "It's beautiful. ""

The inside of the pie is full of braised pork. The scent that comes from the flavour is the smell of braised pork. Amy is a bit hungry. After smelling this scent, she is even hungry. Take a bite in front of your mouth.

Oh...

The crispy skin made a soft sound, and the two layers of crispy white oysters were bitten into the mouth with delicious braised pork. Amy's eyes lit up.

This white cake is so soft that it doesn't bother to bite, and it tastes sweet and delicious. It doesn't feel like a bitter snack like a sweet shortbread, and the taste is far worse.

The best thing to eat is the meat wrapped in it. When you bite it down, the delicious gravy comes out of the soft meat, making the sweet cake more delicious. It is so delicious.

“Is it delicious?” McGonagall stood aside and asked some expectations.

"Well, it's so delicious, it's a hundred times better than a sweet shortbread, it's not a thousand times, ten thousand times right." Amy looked at McGonagall and nodded, holding a meat clip and biting it. A big mouth, chewed happily, his face full of happy smiles.

"That's good, I like to eat." McGonagall nodded, his face was smiling, watching the meat squid like a little squirrel, biting the crisp white gems and rusting the slag. Amy, with a happy smile on her face, has a sense of accomplishment.

I only felt that I had been working hard for three months in the trial field, and I had to pickle pork in the middle of the night and make meat sandwiches at five o'clock in the morning. All this is worth it.

Because of this smile, he wants to keep guarding.

Watching Amy eat more than half of the meat folder, McGonagall also went into the kitchen to take out a freshly baked white oyster, made a meat folder, took a bite, and the soft and sweet Baiji 馍 was full. The pork belly of the gravy, although fat and fat, can not eat a little greasy feeling.

The delicious gravy is accompanied by the sweet white geisha, which constantly hits the taste buds. This mouthful of meat is full of meat. It is really satisfying. After swallowing, there is a taste of braised meat between the lips and teeth.

"It's delicious! It's not what I did according to my requirements. Sure enough, this is the real waxy meat clip!" McGonagall's eyes lit up, and he took a big bite and used to eat the delicate knife of Yangzhou fried rice. Cut out all kinds of ingredients, and change the taste of the same kind of delicious food.

"Father and adults, Xiaomi still wants to eat another one." After eating a meat folder, Amy opened his hand and looked at McGonagall. The little face was full of joy and expectation.

"Okay, I will do it for you again." McGonagall nodded with a smile. The half of the meat on the handle was placed aside and asked Amy. In the heart, he asked: "System, a meat folder." How much does the food need? Also, can you give me a small bag of kraft paper, so that the guests can hold it conveniently, and take the time to eat while walking, preferably the name of the restaurant can be written on the top, if the trademark is Use Amy’s photo, the back will do. Right, it’s paid, don’t be nervous.”

"This pork belly is the five-layered pork belly of the unique wild boar in the forest troll territory..." The system began to talk about where these ingredients come from, in detail, even where the salt is from I want to explain to Meg in detail.

"Don't listen, don't listen, Wang Wan chanting, I know that these things come from an extraordinary time, say so much, don't just want to sell more expensive, directly say how much money to add." When Meg interrupted the system, it will open soon. Now, there are so many free time here to listen to the system.

"..." The system silently floated a line of ellipsis, silent for a while, said: "The cost of a meat-clamed food is 80 copper coins. If the host needs a large-volume custom bag, 10 copper coins are a high-end custom meat folder. ”

"Which meat folder is worth ten dollars, no, 5 copper coins, love to sell." McGonagall, the cost of ingredients is nothing to say, it is worth the price, or it is a value, but the bag sells 10 copper coins. He can't do it.

"The eight copper coins?" the system asked tentatively.

"Four." McGonagall answered

"Okay, five! Deal!" The system responded very decisively, and said: "In the bag customization, delivery can be done in five minutes."

"Good." McGonagall raised his eyebrows. This level of bargaining is still there. In my heart, the cost of 85 copper coins, the price of a meat clip selling 300 copper coins is almost the same as that of Yangzhou fried rice.

As for the rounding, of course, it is convenient for Amy to collect money.

A meat clip earns 215 copper coins, 16 furnaces is 3440 copper coins, and the two big doughs that have just been smashed can make at least 64 meat clips. Even if you only sell 64 meat clips in the morning, you can earn a net profit. 13760 copper coins, it is much faster than Yangzhou fried rice.

The good meat clips in the handle of McGonagall were handed to Amy, who was looking to wear it. In the kitchen, the white scorpion in the oven was adjusted to the position and temperature. The time was almost seven and a half, and it was ready to open. So don't worry about the waste of these white gems.

Now wait for the system to get the bag done, and then confirm that it is qualified.

......

At this time, outside the restaurant, Luna, wearing a light gray cotton linen skirt, looked at the restaurant with a puzzled look. She had a white silk scarf on her shoulder and a lily flower embroidered with gold thread on it. The hair is draped, so that the delicate face looks quite intellectual.

"Is it wrong? Amn't Amy's home should be here?" Luna looked around and was puzzled, but it was already the last house on Aden Square, next to the blacksmith shop. She still remembers the signboard.

But the memory that stood here is a crumbling two-story dilapidated wooden house. She sent Amy back last time six or seven days ago, but now it has become such a gorgeous and beautiful restaurant, which is transparent. Crystal, as well as the neat tables and chairs and crystal chandeliers in the restaurant, when the chaotic city appeared such a top restaurant.

“Mike restaurant...does it!” Luna whispered softly, her eyes lit up and she lifted her leg toward the restaurant door.