"Comparing a barbecue stall with almost no business to a booming Kerry barbecue restaurant, isn't that a dream?"

"Could it be that the owner of this stall bribed someone? Want to use this event to hype up your own barbecue stand? ”

"Don't say it, it's really possible, otherwise how could there be a fool doing such a thing?"

"Although I think what this guy says is to my taste, his behavior is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg?"

"Roast beef, a silver coin a grain? When was beef sold in grains? ”

"Maimie's Restaurant? How come I've never heard of this restaurant? Could it be that it's this restaurant that really wants to hype? ”

Passers-by and the owners of nearby food stalls whispered as they looked at McGonagall's new sign, and it was clear that not many people were optimistic that McGonagall would succeed in the counterattack.

"Alex is going to set up a stall to sell roast beef? Can you eat it? ”

Irina looked at McGonagall who was busy in front of the stall with a suspicious expression, Alex even ate all the food she cooked, and when it came to cooking, she was limited to not eating raw meat.

And now, he actually wants to rent this stall and bet against others to do better business than the other party in an afternoon?

"Sister Irina, my father is going to set up a stall! Let's be the first guest, my father's yakiniku beef skewers are super delicious! Amy's eyes lit up, she got out of Irina's arms, took her hand and walked towards the open-air table and chairs next to the stall, her father was so smart, as long as she ate the delicious food he cooked, Sister Irina would definitely fall in love with him.

"You won't die if you eat it, right?" Irina was still skeptical, after all, Alex was the one who could eat and vomit a roasted chicken.

"Of course not!" Amy shook her head and said with a determined face: "It's really super delicious!" ”

"Well, I believe in Xiaomi." Irina smiled and touched Amy's hair and sat down on a small stool with Amy.

Cindy looked at McGonagall's new signboard and said with some suspicion: "Boss Mai, you have written this notice wrong, this beef is a piece, right?" Why do you still use grains to describe it? ”

"That's right, it's just one grain, about this size." McGonagall circled her index finger with her thumb and continued to examine the ingredients Cindy had prepared.

Two large pieces of ordinary beef tenderloin, the freshness is not bad, it should have been just slaughtered in the morning, and ice cubes were placed underneath.

The stall uses a charcoal grill, a long grill, and a sliced steak cut into palm-sized slices on the side, which is supposed to be the barbecue sold by Cindy.

As for the seasoning......

McGonagall looked left and right, but found only salt.

"It's really a Buddhist barbecue...... Not even oil, dry roast beef? It's no wonder that business can be good. McGonagall couldn't help but complain in her heart, this is a pure thin beef tenderloin, if it is replaced by a cow's brain, at least it can still produce oil.

"System, I don't want anything else, give me a bottle of cumin and a bottle of black pepper." McGonagall closed the spice box a little speechlessly.

"Host, this mission ......"

"If I don't sell it, I'll pay double the price for someone else to run errands and buy it." McGonagall calmly interrupted the system.

"The system runs errands for you, a bottle of cumin powder and a bottle of black pepper powder are in place, double gold coins have been deducted successfully, the host please specify the place of receipt." The cheerful voice of the system sounded.

"! Am I agreeing to double the price? McGonagall raised an eyebrow.

"I paid double the price for someone else to run errands and buy it. I'll pay double for someone else to ......" A recording looped in McGonagall's head.

"System Errands provides you with the best quality errand service!" Behind the system's voice, there seemed to be a face with a professional smirk.

"You (M) bull (M) force (P)!" McGonagall was in a mixed mood, and sure enough, the system was shameless, and even he had to concede three points.

"Is it so big? Are you sure? Cindy put her eyes in front of the small circle, looked at McGonagall through the circle and asked again, how could someone buy a single piece of beef of this size, and it would cost a silver coin to sell a whole steak for 20 copper coins!

McGonagall shook the toothpick holder in her hand, looked at Cindy and said, "Yes, if Boss Cindy is free, can you help me go to the other stall owners and buy a bucket of high-quality canola oil and ten toothpicks?" ”

"Toothpicks? Is Boss Mai worried that customers need to pick their teeth after eating beef? Don't worry, in my experience, very few guests will ask for toothpicks, these toothpicks are enough. Cindy smiled and shook her head.

"No, toothpicks are for skewering meat." McGonagall shook her head, looked at Cindy and said seriously: "It's not too early, if Boss Cindy is willing to become a half-day employee at the barbecue stall, I hope to ask fewer questions, otherwise I will choose to change the staff." ”

McGonagall still likes to do things neatly, and the much-talkative Yabei Mia and Sally, the bearded uncle is too active to be a competent employee.

Cindy looked at McGonagall's serious expression, hesitated for a moment, and although she wanted to ask a stomachful of questions, she swallowed them all back, nodded and said, "Okay, Boss Mai." Then he immediately turned around and walked towards the booth next door.

Although he has planned to sell this stall out and declare the stall business a failure, he is still a little unwilling, if he can slap the face of Kerry Barbecue Restaurant before leaving, it is naturally a very happy thing, and now it depends on whether this Boss Mai has real skills.

McGonagall took the two bottles of spice powder out of the stall cupboard, and after the last experience, McGonagall had completely distrusted the system to transfer things into her pocket, and Irina could now watch from the sidelines.

"I might only be able to eat the barbecue I made at noon today." McGonagall looked at Irina and Amy and smiled.

"It's okay, I can't get tired of eating the roast beef made by my father 10,000 times!" Amy shouted with her little hands raised.

Irina looked at McGonagall with a serious expression and said, "I hope I can go to the next restaurant alive after eating." ”

"I think you'll like it." McGonagall smiled and turned to process the beef, it seemed that Alex's cooking was even worse than he thought.

All the beef was cut into small cubes of two centimeters by McGonagall, two large pieces of beef, and more than a thousand pieces of beef were cut, and then McGonagall went around several stalls, bought some marinating seasonings from the stall owners, and then put all the beef cubes into a large basin and developed them.

Due to the limitations of ingredients and time, McGonagall naturally couldn't make the same level of roast beef skewers as when she was in the restaurant, but the level of a silver coin was naturally worth the money, and selling all the beef was his goal this afternoon.

"I almost forgot!" McGonagall slapped her head suddenly, and Lucky took out her pen and scribbled a few words on the notice.

"Limited to one per person!"