Chapter 151

When the guest finished, he took a big bite of rougamo, chewing it and exclaiming: "I won't be tired of eating this delicious rougamo all my life. It's delicious!"

The air was suddenly quiet, and several members of the delegation turned to look away, with an expression that I didn't know him.

Even if they sneak into other people's restaurants to eat, they are also found by other customers. The key is that when the bad words about the boss are heard, the boss doesn't speak, and the customers jump out and slap their faces. Moreover, they are the customers who have eaten in both stores. It's sour and refreshing... They all feel a little painful.

Bishop is also a red face. His family's thin and crisp green onion cake is one of the famous snacks in Aden square. It also hit the top one hundred of the delicacy list in the year before. Although it took a bottom, it was considered to be the top one.

Now, in the guest's mouth, he even said that it was far worse than rougamo. He even disdained to compare it with rougamo. His blood was surging, and he was about to get angry.

"Old man, we are here to eat, not to smash the court. Bear with it." Miles pulled Bishop's sleeve and said softly.

If there is a real dispute, everyone will lose face. Although they are all competitors when they open the door to do business, few of them will really tear their skin and scold other people's guests in other people's restaurants. They can't do it.

Of course, bishop is also aware of the advantages and disadvantages. He has been doing business for decades. He takes a deep breath to calm his mood, snorts and turns his head without refutation.

The guest just casually said that he didn't continue to pester with him, and he was eating the rougamo in his hand. The reason why he just talked to him was that the boss was a little upset about wiping rye at will.

As the team moves forward, occasionally, some of the regular customers recognize these bosses and greet them one after another. It's all a little strange why they don't do business in the store and come to the restaurant to line up.

"Keke, it's actually a few of our old friends who got together and didn't discuss who to eat, so we chose this popular family to have a taste." Miles grinned and explained to one of his acquaintances that if he knew there would be so many acquaintances, he would not choose this time.

"Hello, what can I do for you?" Abemia also noticed the group. Although she was a little wary of their visiting, she was worried that they would come to smash the scene, but she still came up with a menu and asked with a smile.

"Hiss! Does a Yangzhou fried rice cost 600 copper coins? 300 copper coins for rougamo? I said, "is your menu written wrong?" The old lady looked at the menu and immediately took a cold breath. Her voice also improved a lot, staring at abelmia.

"Yes, it's so expensive." The others looked at the price on the menu, which was also incredible.

You can buy half a roast suckling pig in fryer's tavern with 600 copper coins. It's the signature dish of fryer's tavern. It's the sixth best food on the Aden square food list. But in this restaurant, you can only buy a small Yangzhou fried rice, where they can't find any diced meat.

As for 300 copper coins for a rougamo and 5 copper coins for Bishop's shallot cake, the price is quite different from that!

The most expensive dish in the public shop is less than 200 copper coins, and the dishes with more than 100 copper coins are all big dishes. How dare you buy hundreds of copper coins for such a plate of Yangzhou fried rice and a cake? I'm afraid others will smash the signboard on the first day of opening.

Isn't that cheating?

They all looked at abelmia, to see what explanation she could give, or to see that they were the owners of other restaurants, deliberately using the price to scare them and make them retreat?

"I'm sorry, guests. There's no problem with the menu. The price marked on it is the price of the dishes in the restaurant. All the guests are exactly the same." Abemia shook her head and said with a smile that there are too many customers questioning the price these days. She is used to it, but she will explain it with a smile.

If you feel that the price is too expensive, the guests will leave by themselves, and those who can accept it may stay and have a try. As long as the guests stay, they are all conquered by the delicious food in the restaurant. This is the happiest thing for abemia, and she is more and more adored of MEG.

However, I still don't know what these restaurant owners are after. If they deliberately pick things up, they are afraid that they will make trouble here, so she doesn't know how to deal with it.

If it's a fight, she thinks she can beat them all by herself, but if it's a fight, she's not very good at it.

"But you this price..." old woman pick eyebrows, also want to say something.

"Since everyone has the same price, I'll have Yangzhou fried rice and rougamo." Andrew said directly. He took another look at the old lady and said, "Mrs. virgins, the price of every restaurant is free. The price is clear. The guests can choose to eat it or not."

"I'll have one, too." Bernice also nodded, and did not mean to continue to struggle with the price. As Andrew said, since the price is so high and there are so many guests to choose to eat, it shows that they think it is worth the price.

As for whether these people are the rice tray from the boss, Bernice's eyes lingered on the grey Temple magician who was eating a plate of Yangzhou fried rice for a while, but no one could find the person from the grey temple to be the rice tray, and she was still a magician with a high status.

"I want a rougamo." Bishop was silent for a moment and nodded.

"I won't eat any more. I'll eat a rougamo for nothing today." The old lady stamped her foot and turned away.

Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't say much.

Recently, the business of Mrs. virgin's restaurant is getting worse and worse. There are some problems with the old lady's tongue, and her taste is getting worse. I think that bowl of mutton soup was in the top 50 of the food list. It's the childhood memory of many people, and I haven't tasted that kind of taste for a long time.

Mrs. virgin's son and daughter-in-law died several years ago, and there was a frustrated grandson who had been fooling around outside before. In the past two years, Mrs. virgin grabbed her ears before she was willing to help in the store. However, she had no talent for cooking. The mutton soup made by her is getting worse and worse, and only some of the poor old lady's regulars would come to drink a bowl, Sometimes good luck will taste better, but most of the time, few people can finish a whole bowl, life is not easy.

The others also ordered one after another.

"OK, but it's better to cook Yangzhou fried rice, but now there is no vacancy in the restaurant. Would you like to bring up rougamo first?" Abelmia wrote down the order and asked with a smile.

"It's OK. Let's wait. We'll be together when we have seats." Bernice said directly. The others nodded their heads. Since they came to try it, they had to sit down and taste it carefully.

"All right." Abemia nodded, turned and walked to the kitchen. She went into the kitchen and asked in a worried voice, "boss, are they here to smash the place?"