Chapter Seventy-Three: The Winter Melon Legion? (Thank you for the ink, the end of the world!) )
McGonagall finally decided to start by improving her efficiency, and if she wanted to limit the number of takeouts, it would be the king to get more people into the restaurant to consume, rather than squeezing the supply to customers.
But after all, this is a different world, and McGonagall has a very important problem to consider, if there are big eaters like dragons and forest trolls in the future, maybe one guest can contract all the supplies of the restaurant for a day.
At that time, whether he should be forced to supply it in limited quantities, or discuss with the system to get a large oven and make them oversized meat sandwiches, this requires him to find some free time to think about it, after all, even Sargeras wants ten meat sandwiches in one go.
Of course, the main reason now is to sell single products, and every food needs to be made by himself, if there are semi-self-service dishes such as hot pot and spicy tang in the future, it should be able to save a little effort.
There is a special recruitment agency in Aden Square, and businesses that need to find employees and those who want to find jobs can come to the door, and a complete industrial chain has been formed, and it is said that as long as the price is fair, any kind of employees can be found.
McGonagall thought that in two days, the restaurant would have its first day off, and then she would go to the agent to have a look, it didn't matter if the salary was higher, but she must find someone who is reliable and diligent and doesn't talk much, and can do her job well.
Sixty-four meat buns were sold out in just one hour in the morning, and the business hours at noon were half an hour long, so McGonagall was going to make more meat buns at noon, and sixteen more in one furnace, maybe she could add a few more customers.
After drinking the goat's milk, the ugly duckling fell asleep, I don't know if it was affected by it, and Amy also fell asleep on the counter.
McGonagall looked through the glass window at Amy's back, a smile on her face.
Although there are all races in this other world, he feels quite comfortable these days, and he doesn't have much of a sense of threat.
Under the management of the Grey Temple, the security of the City of Chaos is still quite high, which is why McGonagall Alex chose to come to the City of Chaos when he was almost crippled.
The order established in the chaos makes the weak feel more comfortable and secure than the rules established by money and power in the territory of various tribes.
At noon, I still eat early.
McGonagall chose to ignore the ugly duckling's resentful gaze, she couldn't give it these things anyway.
Amy, on the other hand, eats one bite after another in front of the ugly duckling, and sometimes puts the spoon in front of it and stops for a while, but it doesn't give it a taste, and it begins to hold its paws in its mouths, wanting to ask Amy to give it a taste.
"With this bit of backbone, it seems that I can't be the master in this life." McGonagall looked at the ugly duckling who begged Amy to eat, and sighed in her heart, when it came to training, it was really Amy who was more powerful, and she trained an orange cat without any temper.
"It's useless for you to beg me, anyway, you can't eat rainbow fried rice now, I just deliberately seduced you." Amy smiled happily and dug up another spoonful and dangled it in front of the ugly duckling.
The ugly duckling slowly turned his face away, as if he was suspicious of the cat.
After lunch and the plate, McGonagall poured a bottle of goat's milk for the ugly duckling, and when she handed the bottle over, the ugly duckling bared her teeth and showed him all her teeth, as if to remind him that his teeth were already in order.
"It's growing pretty fast." Looking at the already neat little teeth, McGonagall was also a little surprised, but before the ugly duckling was happy, she shook her head and said, "But it's still not good, it will take at least a week to eat complementary food, and drink milk for two more days." ”
The ugly duckling was suddenly depressed, biting the pacifier sullenly, don't look away from McGonagall and Amy, drink milk silently, looking at these two guys, it's really good.
The number of diners at noon was more than McGonagall imagined, because the location of the restaurant was a bit biased, and it was inconvenient for guests with a shorter lunch break to come, and the price of a meal was at least 300 copper coins, and not everyone could afford to eat three meals a day, so at noon, the restaurant finally ushered in a wave of new guests.
"Over there, park the carriage a little farther away, don't affect the appetite of the guests in the restaurant, don't you see that people have such a big piece of transparent crystal? I just want to let the guests see the beautiful view of Aden Square. Harrison dismounted from the carriage and, waving his chubby arms, guided the following carriages into the distance.
On the carriage, five gorgeously dressed boys came down, basically the same size, big thick legs, bucket waist, and neck almost as thick as the head, and six people in a circle, looking like six fat brothers.
"Harrison, you sent us a message saying that you would take us to a new restaurant in the evening, which would not only be delicious but also lose weight, this is it?" One of the fat men in yellow looked at Harrison and asked, his face a little puzzled.
The decoration of this restaurant does seem to be relatively high-end in Aden Square, but they are self-proclaimed real foodies, but they never care about the environment of the restaurant, and the delicious street stalls are also the places they frequent.
There are indeed a lot of guests in the restaurant, but looking inside from the transparent crystal, most of the diners are some guests with normal body shapes.
Harrison's sworn friends, all of whom have a good family background, have three inns in the yellow shirt, and the green shirt is the best tea shop in the chaotic city, anyway, he is born without worrying about his livelihood, and he can receive a lot of pocket money every day.
Usually eat, drink and play together, if anyone finds a place to eat and play, they will also share it as soon as possible, so after receiving Harrison's invitation yesterday, I agreed to taste the magical food in Harrison's mouth at noon today.
"Yes, that's it, but this weight loss effect is only effective for people of our size, don't say I didn't explain what happened to you again." Harrison nodded, glanced in the direction of the restaurant, and lowered his voice a little: "Remember, the daughter of the owner of this restaurant must not be provoked, the orcs and demons will admit it when they see her." ”
"So horrible?" Everyone was a little surprised when they heard this, Harrison's courage was not small among everyone, but now he was so jealous of the restaurant owner's daughter, they all nodded.
"Come in, I'm hungry." Harrison pushed the door open and entered the dining room first, and the others followed.
Six fat men with an average weight of more than 200 pounds rushed in from the door, and the light shining in from the outside was dim, casting a row of shadows, attracting the sideways glances of the guests who were eating.
"The Winter Melon Legion?" Amy's eyes widened as she looked at the row of tall, fat guests who had moved in through the doorway.