Chapter 59

"Boss Mai, I heard that there is a new product in the restaurant today? The store was a little busy, but I told the man to come and try the new products first. " As soon as McGonagall opened the door, a young man with short blond hair who was standing in a daze at the door immediately looked up and asked expectantly.

"Yes, but it's just a trial sale today." MEG smiles and nods. This young man is called Proyl Mushan. He is twenty-seven or eight years old. He also runs a shop in Aden square, which seems to sell a kind of incense. It's transported from the distant capital of Los empire. In this chaotic city, it's popular with women of all nationalities. The shop employs five clerks and has a considerable income.

He came here yesterday morning when he saw the unique decoration of the restaurant. After eating a Yangzhou fried rice, he felt that he had found his life, so lunch and dinner were all settled here. In the evening, he brought two owners of the next store.

I didn't come this morning. I probably heard about the new products coming out of the restaurant from my friends, so I was waiting at the door before I started business at noon.

"Let's have one first, but what is the new product?" Prowl looked at MEG curiously and asked as he came in.

"It's rougamo with wax sauce." McGonagall returned with a smile.

"Rougamo with wax sauce? What is this? " Proyle's brow is slightly wrinkled. Meat and steamed bun probably know what they are, but can these two things be combined into a delicious food?

But thinking of Yangzhou fried rice before, he asked McGonagall the meaning of the dish name, he just said Yangzhou is a very beautiful place.

It seems that boss Mai's choice of dish name is quite casual, but as a person who can make such delicious food, it completely subverts his talent for food cognition. It's understandable that he is willful. Proyle finds a seat at random.

"Yes, just a moment, please." McGonagall nodded and went into the kitchen. When he passed the counter, he saw Amy squatting and caressing the hair on the back of the ugly duckling. As expected, it was addictive to suck cats, especially the cute kitten. Even Amy couldn't help it.

In his spare time, McGonagall had prepared the baiji steamed bun and marinated meat in advance. He took a Baiji steamed bun from the oven, cut the cut with a thin knife, put the chopped meat into Baiji steamed bun evenly, poured a small spoon of wax juice on it, took a paper bag from the side and put it in it. He went out of the kitchen and handed it to Proyl, and said with a smile, "your meat sandwich with wax juice."

"How fragrant When he took rougamo, proyle was first attracted by the smell of meat, which was more powerful than Yangzhou fried rice. He couldn't help swallowing what he didn't eat in the morning.

The kraft paper bag is very clean and delicate, and there is a lovely half ELF's back painted on it. He remembers that Meg has a lovely half elf daughter, but he didn't expect that Meg used her back as a trademark directly. This is really a bold approach, and it's really an interesting person and a good father.

His shop is often in contact with various races, so he knows more about the dilemma of semi race.

As a businessman, proul is able to treat all the people equally. Besides, the little girl of boss Mai's family is really cute. All the guests who come to the restaurant like her very much, but it seems that she is not here today?

Taking his mind back, proul looks at the delicious food in the bag. A crack is cut in the middle of a whole piece of white steamed bun, and then the fragrant meat is stuffed into it. This is the original meaning of rougamo, but is this meat called "meat with wax sauce"?

With a bit of doubt, prowl still did not resist the temptation of fragrance, full of expectation, opened his mouth and bit.

Delicious food burst out in the mouth almost in an instant. The delicious gravy stimulated every taste bud. That kind of feeling was very satisfying. It was different from the mild feeling of Yangzhou fried rice. The taste was more exciting, just like the difference between sweet spring and liquor. It turned into a heat flow and guided the blood to impact.

"Ah With his eyes closed, proul suddenly opened his eyes and couldn't help uttering a voice of admiration. The blood in his body was surging, just like the feeling of his heart beating when he first confessed to the girl he liked next door. It seemed that he had recovered his vitality all of a sudden.

Immersed in dealing with all kinds of races every day, he always keeps a smile on his face. He has even forgotten what a real smile should be like.

Now, he seems to have regained the feeling of laughing. This delicious food makes people feel happy and can't help laughing.

At the age of 17, proul came to this chaotic city. He began to kneel, cry, lose and win. Finally, he got a firm foothold in this chaotic city. He had his first shop in Aden square. Ten years later, the appearance of his hometown has long been forgotten.

These years of ease, it seems that he forgot that when he first came to this chaotic city and saw the grand and broad Aden square, the young man once quietly told himself that he would own ten shops in this Aden square and his dream of becoming a master.

"Boss Mai, I think I should open a second shop." After eating a rougamo, proul suddenly looked up at MEG and said with a smile.

"Very good." McGonagall nodded with a smile. Although he didn't know why he suddenly said this, this portion of rougamo with wax sauce seemed to give him strength. This change made him feel good.

"Please give me another rougamo with wax sauce. I'm sure this kind of delicious food will be popular all over the chaotic city." Proyl said with a smile.

"OK, just a moment, please." MEG nodded and went into the kitchen to make another rougamo.

After slowly eating the second rougamo, proul took out his purse from his arms, looked at MEG and said, "boss McGonagall, I want to take five rougamo back and give them to my guys. Do you think it's ok?"

"Today is a trial sale. A person can order three rougamo at most." McGonagall shook his head slightly. The purpose of the trial sale is to attract some attention in advance and lay a foundation for tomorrow's official sale. The quantity is not much.

"Well, let's have another one. There's a boy whose father died and he can't lift his spirits. I hope the delicious food made by boss Mai can give him some strength to stand up again." Prowl nodded. As a businessman, he naturally understood MEG.

Looking at Proyl going out with rougamo, MEG put away the gold coins on the table, and another guest pushed in, the first sentence was: "boss McGonagall, is there a new product today? What's the fragrant one in the hand just now? "