Chapter 15

"There's no mistake in the menu. It's just that the restaurant has opened, so there are few dishes. New products will be introduced in the future." Meg said calmly, smiling and shaking his head.

"I'm not talking about the dishes. It's about your price. What kind of Yangzhou fried rice costs 600 copper coins? Are you fried with dragon meat? " Mo Bai shakes his head, points to the small words on the menu and says angrily.

Originally, the decoration of the restaurant was very good, and the boss was very pleased with it. Unexpectedly, he wanted to kill him as a big wrongdoer. The word is so small that if he didn't read it clearly, he would have spent 600 copper coins in vain.

If you go to the tavern, you can cut a large plate of barbecue and two pots of spirits. When you go back, you can still fill the wine bag. Moby's favor for McGonagall's rise is gone. Sure enough, human beings are the best at camouflage and cunning.

"Sorry, it's not fried with dragon meat, but there's no problem with the price. I think this Yangzhou fried rice is worth the price, even far beyond the price. Guests can choose whether to order or not." McGonagall said, but did not explain too much.

McGonagall had expected that some guests would question the price, but he had absolute confidence in his Yangzhou fried rice. Isn't 600 copper worth it? If it wasn't for the 1000 copies of Yangzhou fried rice, he would like to price 6000 copper coins. This is Yangzhou fried rice irrigated by the spring of life, with all kinds of rare ingredients and cooking skills that the world can only look up to.

Mo Bai stares at McGonagall and suppresses his anger. Human beings are so cunning that they don't change their face when they say such words. Although the style of this restaurant is really very good, the most important thing he eats is taste, and the second is how to eat.

What is Yangzhou fried rice? He can't see it literally. What is Yangzhou? Can you stir fry the rice? In recent decades, he has eaten all the restaurants in the chaotic city, and has never heard of this dish.

Mo Bai stares at McGonagall for a long time, but McGonagall always has a calm expression, without any guilty heart and impatience, just like waiting for him to make a decision.

He has been running a weapons shop for decades. He has seen all kinds of people. There are not many people with this kind of mentality in front of him. They are all people with some skills. He can't help but wonder. Is this Yangzhou fried rice really unique? Is it really worth 600 copper? Hesitated for a moment, asked: "you say that the price is right, then this Yangzhou fried rice you dare to guarantee delicious?"

"Whether it tastes good or not has a lot to do with personal taste. I can't guarantee that." McGonagall shook his head. No matter how delicious the food was, some people thought it was bad. Looking at Mo Bai's angry expression, he could not help sighing. It seemed that the first guest was about to blow.

"You Mo Bai's heart is even more irritated. Other stores want to boast their own food to the sky. He's very good. He can't guarantee that he'll come back, and he can't even guarantee that it's delicious. It seems that most of them are deceiving. When they eat it, they will feel bad. Can they also use a personal taste question? This human is so cunning that we still don't eat this meal.

"My father, Xiaomi is hungry." At this time, Xiaomi, who has been watching the conversation between the two, pursed his mouth, looked up at MEG and said that he was a little disgusted. He looked at Mobai again. The dwarf grandfather ordered so slowly. He was still hesitating about such a delicious rainbow fried rice. Originally, his father had already made a good one.

Mo Bai, who was going to get up and leave, was despised by Amy. She didn't want to stand up. The little girl's expression was that she didn't want him to take up her meal time?

"OK, I'll make Yangzhou fried rice for Xiaomi." McGonagall touched the little guy's head with a smile, and then looked at Mobai and said, "guest, please make up your mind and call me when you think about it." Then he turned directly into the kitchen and began to prepare fried rice.

"Rainbow fried rice is really delicious. Xiaomi likes it very much. Are you sure you don't want one?" Amy sat back on the high stool behind the counter, holding her chin in both hands, looking at Mo Bai, blinking, and said naively.

"So... So cute!" Mo Bai felt that his heart had been tempered like steel. At this moment, it was softened. He almost blurted out: of course, I want one!

However, I thought that I was just so suspicious and angry, and now I was ordered by the little girl. It's not very shameless. I forced myself to hold back, put my hands around my chest, and some cool people said, "I'll have a look, and I'll make a decision later."

"Well, you'll fall in love with that taste later." Amy shrugged, as if she had already seen through everything. She ignored Mo Bai and turned to look at the direction of the kitchen full of expectation.

"I won't fall in love with Yangzhou fried rice." Mo Bai groaned a little haughtily. He felt that he was despised again. He was despised twice by a little Lori. But looking at her lovely appearance, what can he do? I can only forgive her.

"I'd like to see if Yangzhou fried rice is really so delicious, or if this little guy is also bad taught by that human." Mo Bai is thinking in the heart, also not anxious to leave, sitting patiently waiting.

He has practiced for tens of thousands of times in the kitchen god proving ground, and he has done it twice in reality, so it took McGonagall less than ten minutes to prepare a Yangzhou fried rice.

When he came out with a plate of fried rice, McGonagall took a surprise look at Mo Bai, who was still sitting there. He thought that the grumpy guest had left.

"It's delicious, my father. It's wonderful." Amy jumps down from the high stool and stares at McGonagall's fried rice, clapping his hands happily.

"This is Yangzhou fried rice? It doesn't look special, does it? Although it looks pretty, I can't see any meat at all. It's definitely not enjoyable to eat. " Mo Bai, who had been looking forward to the fried rice, felt a little disappointed.

"Wash your hands before you eat." MEG put the fried rice on the table opposite Mobai and said to Amy with a smile.

"Yes, yes." Amy trotted into the kitchen, washed her hands on the stool, trotted back to the dining table, climbed up the chair, and sniffed at the plate. Her big blue eyes suddenly became brighter.

At this time, the smell of fried rice also floated to Mo Bai's table. He couldn't help taking a sip, and his eyes suddenly widened. He looked at the fried rice in front of Amy in disbelief, "this smell! How could it be so tempting? "

"Millet began to eat." Xiaomi said with a spoon, then scooped up a spoonful of fried rice and put it into his mouth. He chewed it happily. Xiaomi's face was full of the happy expression of enjoying the delicious food, mouthful after mouthful. While eating, he swayed his body slightly and couldn't stop at all.

"Gulu..." Mo Bai heard his voice of swallowing saliva, and suddenly raised his eyes to MEG standing on one side, "boss! Give me Yangzhou fried rice! "