"Yes, you need to recruit a waiter, but there are no candidates yet, you said you worked in a restaurant?" McGonagall smiled and nodded, what Amy said was exactly what he thought, but he didn't directly agree to let Yabei Mia stay, the restaurant didn't need vases, and it didn't raise extra people.

"Yes, I've been helping out in the back kitchen of the restaurant with my mother since I was nine years old, my mother died when I was twelve, and I've been helping in the back kitchen of that restaurant until the other day......" Abei Mia nodded, a little nervous and excited when she heard McGonagall's question, but her expression slowly became darker, as if there was something unspeakable in it.

"That's a lot of work experience, but I'm going to hire a waiter who has a lot of work, and the main job is to receive customers, order, serve, clean up the table and clean the restaurant, and the business hours will be very busy, are you sure you can do it?" McGonagall didn't ask too much, looking into Yabei Mia's eyes and asked.

"Reception?" A hint of panic flashed across Yabei Mia's face, but there was also a hint of anticipation, for so many years, she had been hiding in the back kitchen like an invisible person.

Once the chef asked her to bring a dish out to the guests, she served it carefully, and after being seen by the boss, he angrily knocked a hole in her head with a spoon, and she bled a lot, she was only thirteen years old at the time, and since then she has never dared to step out of the back kitchen during the restaurant's opening hours.

She also wants to put on clean and beautiful clothes, serve plates of delicacies to the guests with a smile, and clean up the table neatly in the admiring eyes of the guests, but these things are simply impossible for her to achieve as a half-dragon person, and no restaurant will use a half-dragon person as a waiter.

"I've never done it before, and if I serve it, it might make the guests unhappy......" said Yabei Mia without confidence.

"If you're worried about the guests being upset because of who you are, that's not a problem in my restaurant, I use Amy's back as a symbol of the restaurant, she's my greatest pride. In my eyes, your racial identity is no different from Amy's, and it won't be a burden for the restaurant. McGonagall said with a smile, taking a bag of meat buns from the side and placing it gently on the table.

Seeing the girl's inferiority complex, McGonagall suddenly remembered Amy a few days ago, but Yabei Mia had experienced more, so the hurt was more profound, which made him feel some compassion.

Yabei Mia looked at McGonagall with her mouth slightly open, it was the first time she had heard such words, the first time she had been told that the identity of the half-dragon was not a problem.

And the eyes fell on the bag on the table, it was the back of a half-elf girl, it was the lovely little girl sitting opposite, what a bold and adventurous act McGonagall actually used this as the logo of the restaurant.

Two years ago, in the square of Aden, a drunken demon smashed the restaurant directly because there was a half-orc waiter in the restaurant, and the owner was crippled, and it didn't take long for him to die, and a restaurant with a booming business was completely closed.

Although the demon was later punished by the Grey Temple and is still in prison for reform, the spearhead of this matter is aimed at the orc attendant.

Almost overnight, all the half-breed waiters in Aden Square were unemployed, and even her helpers, who hid in the back kitchen and did not see the light of day, had their wages cut in half, and even their daily expenses were not enough.

And McGonagall actually used the back of the half-elf as the symbol of the restaurant, and now said that she didn't mind her identity, which made him feel the greatness of McGonagall's fatherly love for Amy, and the true respect for them half-races.

Treating them equally, for them, is more precious than pity.

"So, what I need to test is whether you have the ability to do the job and the courage to try." McGonagall continued.

Yabei Mia hesitated for a while, and finally mustered up the courage to nod and said, "If I can, I'd like to try." ”

"That's right, my father is very talkative, Sister Mia, don't be afraid." Amy grabbed the ugly duckling's paw and encouraged, and her little face was full of anticipation, if Sister Mia worked in the restaurant, then there would be someone to play with her.

"Uh-huh." Yabei Mia nodded, after her mother died, this was the first time someone encouraged her, and she felt a little warm in her heart.

"Good." McGonagall also had a smile on her face, he didn't want to give her a job, but wanted her to have the dignity to fight for a job that she was capable of, which should make her happier and more confident.

"Then let's get started, because the restaurant will have a lot of diners when it is open, and in order to improve efficiency, the speed of ordering and serving food needs to be relatively fast, and remembering what each customer ordered and what requirements are the basic requirements. Of course, if you are literate, you can write it down in a notebook, but I want this time to be as short as possible. McGonagall said as she looked at Abeimia.

"My mother taught me to read when I was a child, and I have a good memory, so if I just remember the order of each guest, I should be fine." Yabei Mia thought for a moment and nodded.

"Okay, let's try then." McGonagall didn't expect her to be so confident, but she didn't rush to her conclusions, went to the counter, took out a small notebook and a pen and set them aside, took four pieces of paper and tore them into sixteen small pieces of paper, marked them with serial numbers, and then wrote down two or three guests' needs on each sheet, and put the sixteen pieces of paper on the sixteen tables in a shuffled order.

"The first table at the door is table No. 1, and the vertical table is No. 2 and No. 3...... The serial number written on the paper is the order of order, and there is the demand of each guest on it, giving you ten minutes, whether it is written in memory or in a notebook, to remember these things. McGonagall glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "Begin." ”

Yabei Mia glanced at the banknotes on the table next to her, and walked towards table number one empty-handed without the slightest hesitation.

"That's it." Five minutes later, Abeimia stood in front of McGonagall with confidence in her eyes.

"Then let's repeat it in the order in which it was ordered." McGonagall was a little surprised, and didn't take the paper, his shorthand skills won the first prize in the competition when he was in junior high school, and he naturally remembered what he wrote clearly.

"Table 3 ordered two meat buns...... "Yabei Mia looked at McGonagall, unhurriedly talking about one order after another, with a pause in between, but quickly continued, basically finishing all the orders smoothly.

"Father, are you all right?" Amy asked, looking at McGonagall curiously.

Yabei Mia also looked at McGonagall with some anticipation and nervousness, this was a test, and it was also the first time she was respected by others.