"Maybe you have some misunderstanding of the word waiter, the so-called waiter, refers to the person who provides necessary service to the guests, I am the owner of this restaurant, and I have no idea of retiring for the time being, so I don't need to find someone to replace me as the shopkeeper. Although the restaurant needs to recruit new waiters, every waiter needs to be assessed, and if you want to become a waiter at Maimi's restaurant, you must first pass my assessment. McGonagall looked at Barbara and couldn't help but smile, this girl really didn't have any common sense.

"Do you mean that you want me to serve the guests who come to eat like a palace maid serves me?" Barbara looked at McGonagall in disbelief.

"You can understand it this way, but as a waiter in a restaurant, you don't need to carefully wipe your face with a towel like your palace maid, you just need to do your part and keep a friendly and distance from guests." McGonagall nodded.

"Really?" Barbara stared at McGonagall's face seriously, this kind of thing of serving others could not have been in her life before today, but today's situation is a little beyond her control, and the roast beef skewers made by McGonagall have a very special effect on her body, if she can keep eating, she may be able to completely improve her symptoms of lack of qi and blood, which is a disease that has plagued her for more than ten years.

"I don't think I need to answer your question now, you have to figure out a very real question, now it's not me begging you to be a waitress in a restaurant, there are more better options than you in the free market, they are proficient in the service skills of the restaurant industry, they are quick with their hands and feet, and they can go straight to work without long-term training and practice." McGonagall looked at Barbara and said calmly, "Now, I can give you a chance to show what you can do, and if you can prove that you can do the job of a waitress and be more efficient than the average person, then the job is yours." ”

"Is being a waiter so strict?" Barbara's eyes widened a little, and there was a fierce battle between heaven and man in her mind, and finally her desire for roast beef skewers and her obsession with going home overcame her face, and she looked at McGonagall and nodded: "Okay, although using Princess Ben as a waitress is completely overkill, but I am reluctantly willing to accept this job now, isn't the waiter's job a short-end plate?" This kind of thing is a piece of cake. ”

Baba stretched out a finger and hooked it at the plate with the roast beef skewers on the table, and the plate floated up, appearing in her hand in a flash, and the beef skewers on the plate did not move.

"I can quickly put the plate on every table, not everyone has such an ability, right?" Barbara looked at McGonagall with some smugness, picked up a skewer of beef from her plate and took a bite, a confident smile on her face.

"That's amazing!" Yabei Mia looked at Barbara with some amazement.

"The plate is flying! What a magical spell! Amy exclaimed softly.

McGonagall's eyes also lit up, space magicians are quite rare existences, and this girl who is at least a seventh-level space magician, if she uses space magic to serve food, she does have an advantage that is difficult for others to match, although it ...... It feels a bit wasteful, but considering that the seventh-level water spirit mages have been used by her to clean the restaurant, it doesn't seem to be a big deal that the space mages use it to serve food.

"It's true that not everyone can do it, but if you can clearly remember the order and number of orders for each customer, you can become an employee at Maimie's Restaurant." McGonagall's admiration didn't show on her face, and she looked at Barbara and nodded.

"I have a good memory." Barbara nodded confidently.

"Don't talk too much." McGonagall turned and went into the kitchen, and after a while she went out with a bunch of plates and plates of different sizes, and then pointed to the table in the dining room and said, "Come in from the door, the vertical number of the table is 1-4, in order to increase, and in a moment I will tell you what plates are needed for tables with different serial numbers, after you remember, put all the plates out in turn, if the number of errors is less than three, you will pass." ”

"It's not going to stump me at all." Barbara nodded.

"Table 3 has two plates, four bowls, and two small plates; Table 6 ......" a string of serial numbers came out of McGonagall's mouth, and Barbara's relaxed expression became extra serious.

"Now, please start your show." McGonagall said eight tables and dishes at the same time, which was already quite a requirement for memory.

"This assessment is similar to what I was at the beginning, can she succeed?" Yabei Mia looked at Barbara a nervously.

"Come on, Sister Barbara." Amy took a bite of the beef and encouraged with a little slurred words.

Sally also looked at Barbara seriously, and she didn't have much ill feeling for this girl, although she was a little squeamish, but not to the point of being hopelessly savage.

Barbara closed her eyes and thought for a moment, then opened them again, and the hundreds of dishes on the table beside her actually floated at the same time, circled around her, and then flew out one by one, landing lightly on the tables one by one, barely making a sound.

In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred dishes all fell, and there was not a single one left.

"Is that right?" Barbara exhaled lightly, turned to look at McGonagall and asked, although her expression was pretending to be relaxed, but the tension in her eyes could not be hidden.

"I got two wrong, but I had such a success rate the first time, which is very good." McGonagall walked over, took out a plate and a small plate from tables 3 and 7, looked at Barbara and smiled and said, "Congratulations, if you want, you will become the third waiter at McMie's Restaurant, and the salary of the first month of the internship period will be deducted from the roast beef skewers just now, and the daily meal supplement will be 600 copper coins." ”

Barbara's face showed a look of surprise, but she quickly restrained herself, looked at McGonagall and said with some disbelief: "I can only eat nine skewers of roast beef for the money I earn in a month?" So how am I going to survive here! Moreover, the daily meal supplement is only enough to eat two skewers of roast beef, and if you eat it like this, you will starve to death! ”

"600 copper coins a day, you can go out and ask if there is a second restaurant in Aden Square that will offer such conditions for an intern waiter. Consumption is linked to wages, and if your salary can only afford to eat nine skewers, you should not complain about the low salary, but choose to eat food that you can afford with this salary. McGonagall looked at Barbara calmly.

"Let's work! Your Highness the Princess! Amy clenched her little fist and exclaimed with a smile.