"No... nothing..." the man's throat rolled for a while. After confirming that the strange father and daughter had gone far away, he realized that his back had been soaked in cold sweat.

If it wasn't for the burnt hole in the tree and the smell of scorch in the air, he could hardly believe that the little fireball thrown by the lovely little girl just now was so terrible.

"What for?"

"Come on, let's drink somewhere else." The man quickly put his arm around his friend's shoulder and walked away quickly. He confirmed that his eyes could not be provoked. He did not know how they provoked each other. Anyway, it was right to talk less and drink more.

"My father, they speak ill of our restaurant. Why don't I teach them a lesson?" Amy sat in her little chair and looked at MEG, who was riding in front of her.

"To deal with such people is to lower one's rank to the same level of theory as them. It's OK, but it's not necessary." MEG shook his head with a smile.

It's not the first time that he has heard such wise remarks. Since there are more and more low imitated restaurants in the street, he can often hear the guests who ask him and the Maimi restaurant to wait together after eating the low imitated restaurants whose names are almost copied and changed randomly.

McGonagall was also a bit helpless about this. His guests were all applauded. However, those low-end imitation shops didn't really win. Grilled fish was either medium rare or coke colored, fried rice was not soup rice or fried rice in a pot. The most irritating thing was that Buddha jumped over the wall and stewed in a pot. He dared to throw everything in and was not afraid to kill himself.

What low imitation stores do is ruin the reputation of a dish. These businesses are all focused on money and are not willing to study it. Even if they come to the Maimi restaurant to eat more, they will not make it like that.

But people's dishes are terrible, and McGonagall can't control it. You can't ask people to close the shop. There's no saying in the world about the copyright protection of dish names. Even in previous lives, the same dish and different restaurants can give you strange tastes.

"Do you want to scold them?" Amy chuckled, a little discontented.

"Of course not. Merrill hotpot is the beginning of our fight back." McGonagall said with a smile: "we want to let them know what is a real hot pot. Even if it is a cheap hot pot, there must be a benchmark standing there. The merchants who fool around will eventually be eliminated."

"Well, get rid of them all." Amy lights her cerebellar pouch.

"There seems to be a lot of people." In the distance, you can see more than ten colorful flower baskets in front of the store. The guests come in and go out. It looks quite lively and the opening atmosphere is rich.

In his mind, the progress bar has jumped to 561000

Meg's bike stopped in front of the door. Rina, who was greeting guests at the door, came up with a smile, "boss, little Amy, here you are."

"You're the boss today." MEG picked Amy out of the car and said with a smile, looking at Rina, who was wearing a red dress today.

Rina smiles shyly and says, "go ahead. I've reserved a box for you on the second floor."

"We don't need a box. We eat in the lobby on the first floor." MEG shook his head and said with a smile, "you have to have an atmosphere to eat hot pot. You don't have to care about us. Xiaomi and I will wait for them a moment."

"Good." Rina nodded and continued to greet the guests with a smile.

MEG and Amy stood aside, glancing at the flower basket.

Among the 16 flower baskets, eight are red rose baskets, and the other eight are much more gentle and sober. They respectively wrote a message: congratulations on the opening of Mindray hotpot - Hill Buffett; Congratulations on the opening of Murray hotpot -- Gloria Morton.

"This is specially sent by a florist in the morning. It's ordered by Miss Hill of the buffet family and miss Gloria of the Molton family. It should be for your boss." McGregor explained with a smile as he saw McGregor staring at the basket.

"It's kind of weird to put it all together." McGonagall picked his eyebrows. He didn't know where the two heard the news from. He also sent a flower basket specially. It was just like this. He always felt strange.

"Sister hill and sister Gloria really care about you, father." Amy blinked, approached MEG and whispered, "do you know, mother?"

"She's busy today. She won't come to eat hot pot with us." McGonagall smiles and touches Amy's head.

"Well, we agreed to eat together in the evening." Amy looks askance at MEG.

"It's just a flower basket for friends. It should be... OK?" MEG began to meditate.

"You have to talk to your mother. If she believes it, it's OK." Amy said with a smile.

"Murray hotpot, this restaurant is quite big. On the first day of opening today, you can buy one duck sausage for each table. Why don't we have a try?"

"Don't worry. I've heard about this hotpot. It's said that it's the rise of Maimi restaurant. The average consumption is over 1000 yuan. Let's just have lunch. We don't need to spend so much money on it."

"Hiss - a thousand per capita. That's a little expensive."

Two orcs stood at the door of the hot pot shop, muttering in a low voice. They looked at each other and were ready to change.

"Oh, boss Mai, little boss, why are you here? Is this Murray hotpot really a branch of mcmay's A fat man passed by them and went straight to the father and daughter standing at the door.

"Isn't this the owner of the Mami restaurant?"

"That lovely half elf girl is the legendary little boss. It's really lovely."

"Is this hotpot restaurant a branch of McMillan's? It is said that hot pot is spread from Maimi restaurant. I didn't expect that the boss should open a branch so close to each other. "

"The cheapest food price of Maimi restaurant is 200 copper coins, and the per capita consumption of a hot pot is 1000 + copper coins. It seems that this restaurant does not need to consider."

"If this is a branch of McMillan's, the taste will be stable. We'll have this at noon today."

People who are watching the opening of the new store and are considering whether to enter the store for consumption are whispering. Some people begin to worry about the high consumption, while others decide to enter the store for consumption because of the gold lettered signboard of Maimi restaurant.

McGonagall looked at Harrison, who was just a few steps away and began to gasp. He shook his head with a smile and said, "not counting the branches, Murray hotpot is a professional hotpot shop, which focuses on cheap hotpot. The average consumption of normal adults is about 100 copper coins."

"So cheap?"??? I remember the last time I ate hot pot, a pig's brain cost 100 copper coins. Do you need only 100 copper coins to eat here? " Harrison looked at MEG in surprise.

"That's a normal human, brother LAN Pangpang. You should be 2.4 normal human, so you need 250 copper coins." Amy corrected.

"Not bad." MEG touched Amy's head and praised.