Chapter 925

Chris has a smile on her face, and her eyes are more respectful. She has met many successful people. The higher she stands, the more approachable she is.

Of course, it doesn't matter in other restaurants. In McMillan's restaurant, the two top ten magicians are at the top of the line, and the Duke of Abraham is also in the line at this time. So Chris was just a little worried that if the coachman forced to cut in the line and was refused by boss McMillan, it would be a bit ugly if she had a conflict with these big guys.

The carriage pulled to the side. Cheryl followed Chris out of the carriage and went straight to the end of the line.

Listening to the heated argument of the guests in line, the more hopeful the color on shirrell's face is. Especially when he hears the most controversial bean curd all the way, he is more curious about what kind of food is it that can make the guests blush because of the taste, as if facing his own enemies.

"Miss Chris, what is this bean curd? Why are these guests arguing about this? " At the end of the line, Cheryl asked curiously.

"Bean curd is a delicious food in Maimi restaurant, with sweet and salty flavors. Now the two teams in front of the restaurant are arranged according to the sweet and salty flavors of bean curd. The team on the left is salty, and the team on the right is sweet. I think the sweet bean curd is very delicious. I suggest Mr. Greer have a try." Chris explained with a smile.

"Well, the boss is really interesting. It's just that a dish can be maintained like this, but I don't like sweet, so I'd better choose salty bean curd." Cheryl understood, then walked to the left side of the line with a smile.

Chris opened her mouth and resisted the urge of persuasion. Anyway, she only eats sweet bean curd. She can't imagine how strange it would be if such delicious desserts were made salty.

Of course, in addition to bringing Cheryl to the McMillan today, her more important purpose is to have another order of tofu.

This bean curd is amazing!

Some time ago, because of anxiety, the nose and face with a few red small acne, how can not get rid of, the result that day after eating a tofu brain, wake up the next morning, the face of small acne disappeared, and the face of the skin is obviously better.

This effect, even the best tonic on the market can not do, naturally surprised Chris.

Smallpox is gone, but women, how satisfied, whether it is to make their skin more tender and white, or to remove those almost invisible small acne, are worth running this trip, line up this long line.

At five o'clock, the door of the restaurant opened and MEG welcomed the guests in with a smile.

"Hello, Mr. McGonagall." Chris smiles and nods to MEG. The last time she was able to get money from the Duke of Abraham, it was because of a stinky tofu, so she is very grateful to MEG.

According to the news from LoDo, the LoDo branch of Buffett's Bank has entered the Duke's mansion and is still counting the deposit promised by the Duke.

Although the specific amount has not yet come out, but the leadership has given her a bottom line, the bonus alone can already be worth her whole salary last year.

"Hello, Miss Chris." McGonagall also replied with a smile that he had some impression of this beautiful lady in professional dress, and the psychic gate also marked her name directly.

He heard something about this young lady's exchange of half stinky tofu for a deposit promise in Aberdeen. Although the method is somewhat ingenious, it fully proves her business ability.

MEG took a look at the old man who followed Chris through the door. His dark gray, loose robe, with white hair and beard, looked very kind.

"Xiruier, male, 65 years old, is an ordinary person with coronary heart disease. He often has palpitations and chest pain. He can open a roast duck and eat it wrapped in lotus leaf cake, which can effectively relieve the disease." A line of words floated through Meg's heart.

"Well???"

McGonagall picked his eyebrows and made sure he was right. His face became a little strange. He said in his heart, "system... Are you changing your job to sell medicine? And a prescription? "

"After the restaurant upgrade, the psychic gate has been upgraded to unlock the function of" catering to the symptoms ". The host can recommend dishes to the guests according to the recommendation of the system." The sound of the system rang out in Meg's mind.

"It's just the right thing to do... It sounds so awkward." McGonagall turned his mouth, but the ability to unlock the system really opened a shortcut for tonic, completely eliminating the trouble of opening the wrong dish.

"Boss Mai." A thin figure passed in front of McGonagall. After saying hello, he walked quickly to the only place left in the corner.

"Vicennio, male, 30 years old, is an ordinary person, suffering from severe kidney deficiency - almost being squeezed dry, common waist and knee soreness, mental depression, impotence, premature ejaculation and other symptoms. One black pepper steak and two rougamo in wax sauce can be opened, and the condition will be effectively improved after taking it for one week. But in the meantime, we must be abstinent, otherwise the situation will get worse. "

McGonagall took a pitiful look at vicennio's thin back. It seems that this man is also under a heavy pressure that others can't imagine. But this prescription for kidney deficiency without sugar, why does McGonagall seem to want to laugh? Shouldn't he be handed a box of kidney treasure at this time?

Without thinking too much, McGonagall turned and walked towards the kitchen. A new round of challenges began again.

"Wow, this Beijing roast duck costs 2000 copper coins! How expensive! It's about the price of grilled fish! "

"Yes... It seems that I can't eat today."

"But... Does this picture look too attractive? How can the roast duck be so golden and shiny? More alluring than Ducas's oven pig. "

"The price of 2000 is a little expensive, but it says it's suitable for 2-3 people. Are you interested in one? Let's share the money. "

The guests opened the menu and after seeing the pictures and prices of the roast duck, it caused a lot of whispering discussion.

Cheryl also opened the menu, and her eyes fell on the picture of the roast duck. Her eyes brightened and she said with a smile, "if this picture is not deceptive, the roast duck is better than the roast goose in the goose roast shop of LoDo, Miss Chris, shall we order one?"

"If adults want to eat, I naturally have no problem." Chris said with a smile that she had only been to the Maimi restaurant once, but even stinky tofu, a wonderful food, can make Abraham crazy. I think this roast duck is not too bad.