Chapter 2225

"Miss, there are a lot of people waiting in line, or I'll line up here to buy it for you. If I take photos here, I may not have breakfast until the end of business." Behind the line, the secretary looked at hill in a red down jacket and said.

"That's just right." Hill smiles.

The secretary wants to talk and stops, and he puts away his problems.

"It turns out that the breakfast in the Maimi restaurant is so busy. Mr. McGonagall really has an irresistible charm." Hill looked at the long line ahead, his mouth slightly up.

Somehow, these days, her curiosity about MEG is growing.

Whether it's his superb cooking skills, or his amazing inventions, or his unique ability to dabble in different industries.

We can get off the kitchen, get on the hall, cut clothes, and make train cannons.

Such a man is willing to spend a lot of time in the kitchen every day, just to serve delicious food to the guests.

Hill has never seen such a man, even in the historical records of Nolan, and there has never been such a strange man.

The more he touched, the more unfathomable he felt, as if there was a huge secret hidden.

But the more so, the more curious she was and wanted to explore.

There has never been a man who made her feel that way again.

This is strange for hill, who has devoted his life of the past 18 years to business.

Of course, she didn't think she would be attracted to a man easily.

However, if this person is MEG, she is willing to try to observe her inner feelings.

After all, whether it's a steam engine or a color printer that may come from him, it's enough to change the world.

It's not surprising that such an excellent man can make a good dish, which makes any woman interested.

The restaurant is open for business. Two young elves at the door have begun to sell picture books of the little mermaid.

Beautiful picture books are loved by everyone. There are also many people who come to buy picture books.

However, according to the rules, picture books are given priority to customers queuing up for dinner, and the sale of two copies is limited, which has dealt a blow to the scalpers who are trying to get rich.

Hill went to the door of the restaurant, looked at the portrait of Anne on the sign, thought about it, and paid for a picture book.

She already has one at home. She bought it to show her support, and her heart is bigger than the price.

The new product on the small blackboard attracted her attention. It sounds a little festive.

However, many of the dishes in Maimi's restaurant are new products for her. She has a lot of daily affairs. She doesn't have much time to line up for a few hours to have a meal.

"If only I could be the landlady of Maimi restaurant. I don't have to wait in line every day. I can also eat tofu for beauty every day. I can just lie down and collect money. Maimi is so handsome." Behind, a girl gently beat her numb leg, which she was standing on.

Hill side head, with her clever brain seriously thinking for a while, "sounds like a good investment."

The girl may not know that boss Mai owns more than one restaurant. He also owns half of the rights of steam engine and 10% of the rights of all railways to be developed in Nolan in the future. This will be a terrible fortune.

In addition, he may soon lead the paper media to open a new era of color printing, subverting an imaginative industry.

In this respect, the girls in the city of chaos are really insightful.

After all, the best husband in the eyes of so many girls is not only a chef and restaurant owner, but also an invisible business tycoon.

Hill and his secretary sat down in the empty seat in the corner. It's more than 8:40 now. It's close to the closing time of the restaurant in the morning, and it's also the working time of most social animals, so there are empty seats in the restaurant one after another.

"Hello, what would you like to eat?" Abelmia came to the table. Although she had been busy all morning, she still had a fresh smile on her face.

"I'd like a red oil copy." Hill looked up at abelmia and said with a smile.

"It's spicy." Mia reminded that after all, they had dinner together, so they were not so alienated.

"It doesn't matter. It's a little cold outside. It's just right to eat something spicy. It shouldn't be as spicy as hotpot, right?"

"That's not true. After all, hot pot is not suitable for eating in the morning." Abemia shook her head with a smile, wrote down a soup bag ordered by the Secretary, turned and walked toward the kitchen, with the golden horsetail shaking slightly behind her.

Hill's eyes turned around the restaurant. Amy should have gone to school, but there was no sign. Only the fat, round orange cat was lying on the counter, with one hand hanging outside, squinting lazily.

Barbara sits on the high stool behind the counter, and her fingers click in the dining room from time to time. Then a good breakfast flies out of the dining room and falls in front of the guests.

Hill is impressed by her royal highness this month.

In her capacity, she has connected the transmission array with Nolan mainland in the country of the moon, and deeply participated in the construction of the array of sealing the devil twice. After making great achievements, she still stayed in the Maimi restaurant as a waiter, which really surprised her.

And Gina, the gentle Mermaid Girl, the Lantian princess who can stop crying in a second, also stayed in the Maimi restaurant.

Hill's eyes looked at McGonagall, who was busy in the kitchen. His straight figure and handsome side face always made it hard to ignore.

"What are their plans? Is it really just his cooking? " Hill frowned slightly and thought that as a businessman, she would always calculate the gain and loss carefully.

So after thinking about it for a long time, she came to the conclusion that it might be his body that they were greedy for.

"Hello, your hand in red oil." A voice rang out in her ear, a copy of red oil hand steadily landed in front of her, red soup did not even tremble.

Hill takes her mind back, looks at Barbara, who smiles at her behind the counter. She smiles back, and then looks at the copycat in front of her.

Red soup, white chaoshou, sprinkled with a handful of green scallions, a little bit of cooked sesame embellishment on the soup noodles, the smell of chicken soup can't wait to come.

After getting up early in the morning and waiting outside for another two hours, Hill's stomach grunted a little.

Although the hot oil looks red and feels tight in the throat, it doesn't feel too greasy.

Pick up the spoon, with chopsticks clip a hand to the spoon, you can see the hand is generally pinched together lace, delicate and lovely.