"Huh?" Everyone was stunned for a moment, and their expressions suddenly became a little weird, just be recognized by the guests, just fool them over, and now they are directly recognized by the boss's daughter, and they directly asked if they were here to smash the field, and they didn't know how to answer for a while.

Amy's words also attracted everyone's attention at once, there were not many guests who noticed the visiting group, and they were awakened by Amy's point, small onion cakes and large pork chops are all well-known foods in Aden Square, and they immediately remembered who these bosses were, and they showed doubts and curiosity, are they really like Amy said to smash the field?

Crassus and Julian also turned their heads to see that when they were there, someone dared to smash the field, so it was too indifferent to the two of them, right?

Brandley also looked at the group with some surprise, wanting to see who was so bold as to smash the field of this restaurant.

"I used to look at it in front of your restaurant, the big pork chops must be super delicious, right? The shallot cake also smells good. Amy nodded and continued, but soon her face changed and she looked at everyone with a bit of scrutiny, "But why did you come to my restaurant today?" If you want to eat, of course, you are very welcome, and the rainbow fried rice and meat buns made by my father are super delicious. ”

"But if you come to smash the field, then I don't agree, if Amy is angry, it's super fierce!" Amy's tone changed, she put her small fists in front of her face with both hands, bared her teeth hard, and said with a serious expression.

"Poof—that's cute." Bernice looked at Amy, who was trying to pretend to be fierce, and laughed out loud, her eyes were finished with the little moon, her children were almost adults, and they couldn't run home outside every day, and they hadn't seen such a cute little guy for a long time, and suddenly there was a feeling of motherly love.

"We ...... We're not here to smash the field. Andrew waved his hand a little awkwardly, looking at Amy, a little helpless, the little guy is small, and he looks really cute, and he also praised his fried pork cutlet for being delicious, although the nickname is a little strange, but it is not unacceptable, but I don't know how to explain the problem that they came to the door together.

"Well, little girl, we're here for dinner, not to smash the field." Miles calmed down a lot, smiled and shook his head.

"Really?" Amy was still a little skeptical, but she slowly put down the little hand in front of her, nodded and said, "Then you eat obediently." ”

Everyone nodded, all of them breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that being stared at by this little girl was more stressful than being stared at by the boss.

"I'm sorry, the child is still too young to be sensible, please forgive me for what I said." At this time, McGonagall came out with a bowl of Yangzhou fried rice and put it in front of the guests at the table next to her, reached out and touched Amy's head, looked at Andrew and his party and said with a smile, but there was no sense of blame for Amy.

They are all peers, and they come together, and he doesn't believe it when he says that there is no hostility and snooping, but he doesn't reach out and don't hit the smiling face, they don't make it difficult, he doesn't say anything, Amy's few words are taken as a warning, and they can be regarded as representing his attitude.

Of course, it's okay to come to dinner, anyway, it's the same money, and it's a wave of new customers entering the store, McGonagall sees it, but if you want to make trouble, he's not a good person.

"Hmm." Amy rubbed McGonagall's palm and obediently stopped talking.

"Why, the little girl is so cute." Bernice looked at McGonagall, about thirty years old, a little thin, but in good spirits, with clear eyes, wearing a simple and clean black and white dress, with a black apron, looking fresh and neat, completely different from the greasy feeling of other chefs.

"Boss, we are all the owners of a restaurant in Aden Square, we just got together today to chat, see that your business is the best, just say come over for a meal together, taste what kind of delicacy can attract so many guests, there is no other meaning, I hope you will not be misunderstood." Miles looked at McGonagall with a smile, and he didn't mean to hide his identity, but he was quite generous.

McGonagall looked at Miles, in his forties, medium build, wearing a well-cut black shirt, his hair was meticulously combed up, he looked like a person who was strict about details, smiled and nodded, "Welcome, please sit down and wait, the food you ordered will come up in a while." There were just two tables next to him that were leaving, and he motioned for everyone to sit down, and turned and went into the kitchen.

The guests thought that there might be a conflict, but they didn't expect the matter to be resolved quite harmoniously, and there was not even a verbal exchange, so they retracted their gaze with a little disappointment and continued to enjoy the food.

"This boss feels pretty good at talking." Bernice sat down and smiled and brushed the hair on her forehead, although she was nearly forty years old, her skin was well maintained, and she looked quite gentle, but her hands were a little rough because of the frequent soaking in water and holding knives, and there were some calluses.

"Yes, at my age, I don't have this kind of bearing." Bishop also nodded, a little ashamed, he was almost angry when he was teased by a guest, if he saw a group of colleagues suddenly come to the door, it is estimated that he will come out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife in his hand.

"You don't have the patience to do that even now." The bald uncle smiled and said that everyone would smile when they heard it.

The temper of the old man Bishop has been as hot as it has been for ten years, and the three sons in the family are strictly controlled by him, but because of this, the old man can now be a hands-off shopkeeper, and the three sons can take charge of themselves by pulling one out at will, and there is still nothing to say about this.

"Who said that?" Bishop's face flushed, but everyone had known each other for a decade or two, and he didn't say anything.

"Little girl, is your name Amy?" Bernice turned to look at Amy and said with a smile.

"Yes." Amy nodded, also looked at Bernice with interest, and asked curiously, "Aunt Flower Apron, where is your Flower Apron?" ”

"I took it off before I came, and I don't need to wear an apron when I'm not cooking." Bernice looked at Amy with a smile, the little guy's memory is really good, thought about it and said, "Does little Amy like flower aprons?" If you like, I can give you a small flower apron. ”

"Okay! Okay! After that, Amy could wear it when she learned to cook with her father. Amy clapped her hands happily.

"Your meat buns, please enjoy them slowly." At this time, Yabei Mia came out with a tray, distributed meat buns to everyone, and said with a smile.