"The menu is not wrong, but the restaurant has just opened, so there are fewer dishes, and new products will be slowly introduced in the future." McGonagall smiled and shook her head, speaking calmly.

"I'm not talking about the dish, but your price, what kind of Yangzhou fried rice is this, and it costs 600 copper coins a piece? Are you stir-frying this with dragon meat? Mo Bai shook his head, pointed to the small words on the menu and said with some annoyance.

Originally, the decoration of this restaurant was good, and the boss looked very pleasing to the eye, but I didn't expect to want to treat him as a wronged boss, this word is so small, if you don't see it clearly, if you don't point it directly, wouldn't it be to spend 600 copper coins in vain.

600 copper coins, go to the Fryer Tavern, you can cut a large plate of barbecue, and then two pots of spirits, and when you go back, you can fill the wine bag, and the little good impression that Mo Bai has just raised for McGonagall is gone, and sure enough, humans are the best at disguise and the most cunning.

"Sorry, it's not fried with dragon meat, but there's no problem with the price marking, I think this Yangzhou fried rice is worth the price, or even far more than that, and the customer is free to choose whether to order or not." McGonagall said neither humbly nor arrogantly, but she didn't explain much.

McGonagall expected that some customers would question the price, but he had absolute confidence in his Yangzhou fried rice, was the 600 copper coin worth it? If it weren't for the task of completing the 1,000 servings of Yangzhou fried rice, he would have priced it at 6,000 copper coins. This is Yangzhou fried rice irrigated with the spring of life and a variety of rare ingredients, stir-fried with cooking skills that can only be looked up to in this world.

Mo Bai stared at McGonagall, suppressing his anger, the human being was so cunning that he would not change his face when he said such a thing. Although the style of this restaurant is indeed very good, the most important thing for him to eat is the taste, and how the restaurant is second.

What is this Yangzhou fried rice, he can't literally see it at all, what is Yangzhou? Can you eat rice stir-fried? In the past few decades, he has eaten all the restaurants in the City of Chaos, and he has never heard of this dish.

Mo Bai stared at McGonagall for a long time, but McGonagall always had a calm expression, not at all weak or impatient, as if waiting for him to make a decision.

He has been running a weapon shop for decades, he has seen all kinds of people, there are not many people who can have this kind of mentality in front of him, they are all people with some ability, and he can't help but have some doubts in his heart, is this Yangzhou fried rice really unique? How much is it worth 600 copper coins? After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "You said that this price is right, so do you dare to guarantee that this Yangzhou fried rice is delicious?" ”

"Whether it tastes good or not has a lot to do with personal taste, and I can't guarantee this." McGonagall shook her head, no matter how delicious things are, some people find them unpalatable, looking at Mo Bai's annoyed expression, she can't help but sigh in her heart, it seems that this first guest is probably going to blow it.

"You!" Mo Bai was even more annoyed in his heart, other stores couldn't wait to boast about their food to the sky, he was good, he couldn't guarantee that he would come back, he couldn't even guarantee that it was delicious, it seemed that most of it was a lie, and he felt unpalatable when he ate it, so he could use a personal taste question to excuse himself, right? This human is so cunning that he still won't eat this meal.

"Father, millet is hungry." At this time, Xiaomi, who had been watching the conversation between the two on the side, pouted, looked up at McGonagall and said, and glanced at Mo Bai with a little disgust, this dwarf grandfather is so slow to order, such a delicious rainbow fried rice has been hesitating, originally my father has already made a copy.

Mo Bai, who was about to get up and leave, was despised by Amy, and was embarrassed to stand up, the little girl's expression was completely disgusted that he took up her time to eat?

"Okay, I'll make Yangzhou fried rice for Xiaomi." McGonagall smiled and touched the little guy's head, then looked at Mo Bai and said, "Guest, please decide slowly, and call me when you think about it." After saying that, he turned around and went into the kitchen and began to prepare fried rice.

"Rainbow fried rice is really delicious, Xiaomi likes to eat it, are you sure you don't want to have one?" Amy sat back on the stool behind the counter, looked at Mo Bai with her chin in her hands, blinked her eyes, and said innocently.

"Good...... So cute! Mo Bai felt that his heart had been tempered like steel, and at this moment it was a little softened, and he almost blurted out: Of course I want to have one!

But thinking that he was so questioning and annoyed just now, isn't it very shameless to be ordered by the little girl as soon as she says it, and she forcibly held back, clasped her hands around her chest, and said a little coolly: "I'll take a look again, and I'll make a decision later." ”

"Well, you'll love the smell later, anyway." Amy shrugged her shoulders, as if she had already seen through everything, ignored Mo Bai, and turned to look in the direction of the kitchen with anticipation.

Mo Bai felt that he was despised again, and he was despised twice in a row by a little Lori, but looking at her cute appearance, what could he do? I can only forgive her.

"I'd like to see if the Yangzhou fried rice is really that delicious, or if this little guy was also taught bad by that human." Mo Bai thought in his heart, and he was not in a hurry to leave, so he sat and waited patiently.

Tens of thousands of exercises in the Chef God Proving Ground have already been done twice in reality, so a Yangzhou fried rice was prepared by McGonagall in less than ten minutes.

When she came out with a plate of fried rice, McGonagall glanced at Mo Bai, who was still sitting there, and thought that the grumpy guest had already left.

"It's so fragrant, my father is so good." Amy jumped down from the barstool, staring intently at the fried rice in McGonagall's hand, and clapped her hands happily.

"This is Yangzhou fried rice? Doesn't look like anything special, does it? Although it looks pretty good, there is no meat to be seen, and it is definitely not enjoyable to eat. Mo Bai, who was looking forward to it, looked at the fried rice and suddenly felt a little disappointed.

"Wash your hands before you eat." McGonagall put the fried rice on the table across from Mo Bai and said to Amy with a smile.

"Uh-huh." Amy trotted into the kitchen, stepped on the small stool to wash her hands, trotted back to the table, climbed into the chair, first leaned over to the plate and sniffed it, and her big blue eyes suddenly became brighter.

And at this time, the aroma of fried rice also wafted to the Mobai table, he couldn't help but take a sip, his eyes widened all of a sudden, and he looked at the fried rice in front of Amy in disbelief, "This fragrance!" How could it be so tempting? ”

"Millet is starting to eat it." Millet held the spoon and said, then scooped up a spoonful of fried rice and put it in his mouth, chewed happily, his little face was full of happy expressions of enjoying the food, bite after bite, while eating, he swayed his body slightly, and couldn't stop at all.

"Gollum ......" Mo Bai heard the sound of his own saliva, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at McGonagall who was standing aside, "Boss! Bring me a Yangzhou fried rice! ”