Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

Chapter 887

"Thank you." Carlos came in a little dejected.

Chris, who is behind her, is a little surprised. She seldom sees Carlos in the dust. She is always treated as a guest by the boss in other restaurants. Unexpectedly, it's impossible to order more tofu. She gives MEG a polite nod, and then she can't help looking at Amy and goes in the door.

McGonagall's eyes also stopped on Chris. She is a beautiful woman who can't help but want to see more. Her light golden hair is neat and elegant. Her purple golden uniform is a bit similar to the ol suit of modern workplace. Her light brown eyes are confident and friendly. McGonagall also knows the badge on her chest, It should be said that few people in the whole chaotic city do not know it.

"It should be a middle-level manager of Buffett's Bank?" McGonagall glanced at the door of the psychic and jumped out of the message: "Chris, female, 23 years old, is generally healthy in all aspects of her body, and has visible small area inflammation in her stomach, which has a tendency to expand."

"Young people, it's easy to forget to eat when they are busy with work." McGonagall shook his head, so young to climb to the management position, unless climb the bed, otherwise no hard can not do.

Of course, McGonagall didn't think anyone could climb into Hill's bed, so the pretty girl must be able to do business.

MEG went to the kitchen with a smile.

"From today on, we only supply 100 stinky tofu during business hours in the evening. Because the quantity is limited, everyone is limited to one. If you want to order stinky tofu, please sit in a row here." Abelmia cried with a smile.

"A hundred! Purchase restriction! Boss mai... You are too cruel! "

"It's worse than bean curd."

Yesterday, we had tasted the delicious stinky tofu. Today, the guests who came here to eat it suddenly howled. There are more wolves and less meat. It seems that whether we can eat it in the future depends on luck.

"Chris, let's sit here." Carlos pulls Chris toward the seat against the wall.

"You want to eat that stinky tofu?" Chris stopped at once.

Carlos said seriously: "I promise, it's really a rumor. If you try it yourself, you will be addicted to that taste. It's addictive."

"But... It stinks." Chris still shook her head.

"If you really don't want to eat it..." Carlos turned her eyes and leaned to Chris's ear and whispered, "then you can order more for me. I'll eat them all. Now I can only order one for myself."

"Please."

Chris looked at Carlos and knew her love for delicious food. She nodded and said, "I really don't want to eat. I'm going to a dinner tonight, so I can only eat a little later."

"I know. I'll recommend it to you later. I'm sure I won't make you too full." There was a smile on Carlos's face. "However, there are only two choices in the McMillan restaurant: eating or not eating. I haven't met anyone who only eats a little."

"Then you can see it today." Said Chris.

Carlos and Chris sat down opposite Abraham and Harrison, nodding slightly as a greeting.

When she came in, Chris had looked at the restaurant. Even if she was a picky person, she admitted that it was the cleanest restaurant she had ever seen. The tables, chairs, floors, ceilings, even the corners blocked by flowerpots were all spotless.

The air is very fresh, you can smell a hint of mint fragrance, very light, but let the air become more refreshing.

But she was not used to the way of sharing tables with strangers, but Carlos didn't care at all, and the guests in the restaurant were all sitting at will, and even some elves and demons were sitting at the same table, which made her feel strange and didn't say anything.

Out of her professional habit, she quietly looked at the two people sitting opposite. The young man on the left was wearing a luxurious robe with a thick gold chain around his neck. His family should be well-off, but there was no inside information. He belonged to the emerging middle class.

Then look at the one on the right, about 40 years old, wearing a soft gray silk robe. Chris's eyes stopped on the emerald ring on his right thumb, slightly surprised.

At first glance, it looks no different from ordinary jadeite. But in the green jadeite, there are gold wires as thin as hair. With such a small piece of jadeite on the body, it can keep the body at a comfortable temperature.

The output of feirlas jade is very small, and it will not flow out of Longdao. It is a precious collection of giant dragons. It has a high price on the continent of Nolan.

The man in front of him had such a piece of jade. If he was not a very rich man, he was a man of great power.

"There is no such man among the rich merchants in the chaotic city, nor does he come from the Lord's mansion and the grey temple. I heard that the Duke of Abraham of the Los Empire came to the chaotic city two days ago and exchanged some gold coins from the bank. Isn't it..." Chris vaguely guessed the identity of the man. The more surprised she was, the more noble the Duke of Abraham was. Even the Lord of the city wanted to treat him as a guest of honor, In this restaurant, I have to compete with others?

Chris was just a little distracted. Abraham looked around, moved forward a little, and whispered, "little girl, do you want stinky tofu, too? Can we discuss something? I'll buy the stinky tofu you ordered for five times the price? "

"Ah?" Chris was stunned and looked at the serious looking Abraham. She was in a mixed mood. The grand duke wanted to eat more stinky tofu, but she had to buy it carefully from them. "What's the matter with the world! Is that stinky tofu really that delicious? "

"Uncle, I'll give you ten times the price. Can you sell me the share you ordered?" Carlos, too, leaned forward and lowered her voice.

Abraham: "and

"I didn't expect to be a fellow. Goodbye!"

The two confirmed each other's eyes and stood up straight at the same time.

"Can I help you?" Abelmia came over and asked with a smile.

"I'll have a stewed chicken rice, a sweet bean curd, and a stinky bean curd." Abraham closed the menu.

"I'll have Yangzhou fried rice, ten kebabs of roast beef, half spicy and half soy sauce, one salty bean curd and one stinky bean curd." Carlos said without even opening the menu.

"I..." Chris opened the menu and looked at all kinds of food pictures printed as if they were real objects. They all looked so attractive, but they got tangled for a moment.

Carlos said with a smile: "you like beef, so I suggest you order a black pepper steak. Naturally, bean curd is indispensable. Salty bean curd represents justice. Finally, there must be stinky bean curd. That's almost enough."