The noon business hours ended in a cheerful atmosphere.

Ordinary customers are satisfied with the new two dishes at a price far below their psychological expectations and the restaurant's normal price.

The strong people of all ethnic groups were fascinated by the wonderful illusion, and many of them stood outside the door after the business ended, and did not leave in a hurry.

Irina didn't go far, she just sat on a bench not far away, if it weren't for the fact that there was a group of tenth-level powerhouses standing at the door of the restaurant, she would have teleported back and asked McGonagall directly.

"Why don't you leave after eating? I'm going to tutor my baby apprentice with homework, you guys go quickly, don't affect my apprentice's learning. Crassus waved his hand to the strong men of all races who were waiting for him, and said with some dissatisfaction.

The powerhouses rolled their eyes, and their footsteps did not mean to move in the slightest.

"Come on, we don't know what you old boy thinks? We just wanted to ask the boss what was going on with this stir-fried octopus whiskers and octopus balls, since most of us had seen some strange pictures after eating them, which was somewhat beneficial to our cultivation, we naturally wanted to find this boss to thank them. Louis pouted.

"You say, could it be that this boss's cooking skills have reached the height of alarming the laws of heaven and earth, so this dish can let us see some wonderful pictures." Dracula said curiously, speculating whether this possibility was true.

When the powerhouses heard this, they fell into thought, and they were a little uncertain for a while.

These two dishes were delicious, and no one could make anything more delicious than McGonagall herself.

Whether such a person with excellent cooking skills can reach the realm of heaven and man because of a craft, no one can say.

"This matter will be known as soon as you ask, so why bother with this." Douglas stepped forward and rang the doorbell.

"Isn't it closed? Why is there still a knock on the door? The women who were cleaning up the restaurant looked back in surprise, and Mia put down her plate and prepared to open the door to take a look.

"I'll go." McGonagall hung her chef's uniform aside and headed for the door.

He had already discovered the powerhouses of various races waiting outside the door, and he couldn't help but start to guess the reason why they stayed.

Previously, they were so happy with the fried octopus whiskers and octopus balls that they seemed to have forgotten the nightmarish battle of yesterday, and in the process of eating, they were all fascinated and fell into a state of forgetfulness.

You must know that these are the top powerhouses of various races, who have been professionally trained, and generally do not allow themselves to show such appearance and state.

And after eating, they didn't leave, they all waited outside the door, as if they wanted to ask him for an explanation.

This shows that this octopus beard is most likely beneficial to their cultivation.

The only thing that can make the top tenth-level powerhouses interested is the Heavenly Dao Law.

"System, what did you do with this octopus? You won't have a problem eating, will you? McGonagall asked inwardly as she walked towards the door.

"After tens of thousands of tests and live experiments in this system, this octopus must be non-toxic and harmless after taking it, and has a rich protein and nutrients, long-term use, can effectively improve human immunity, promote growth and development, eat one meal a day, climb the sixth floor at the age of eighty, one breath, no panting!" The system said proudly.

"One breath, no gasp, that's burp." McGonagall rolled her eyes, and the system was talking for nothing.

"Let's see what happens." Seeing that the system couldn't say why, McGonagall could only see what these strong men stayed for.

The door of the dining room opened, and McGonagall looked at the dozen or so powerhouses of various races standing outside the door, revealing a little surprise, "Everyone...... The restaurant is closed, haven't you had enough yet? ”

Everyone looked McGonagall up and down first, and today's events were too strange for them to wonder if the restaurateur was a hidden powerhouse.

But whether it's a divine sense probe or a scan of mental power, this boss looks like he's just an ordinary human.

Perhaps because of his long work in the kitchen, he is slightly stronger than an ordinary human, but not as strong as a first-class knight.

Such a person can kill more than a dozen of them by throwing a fireball on the street.

"Boss, we're not here to eat, my baby apprentice works with you, so I won't talk to you about any detours, we just want to ask you what the fried octopus whiskers and octopus balls are all about?" Louis stepped forward and said in a loud voice.

"Are these two new dishes not to your taste? If that's the case, why don't I give you the money for this meal? You won't be in the restaurant anymore. McGonagall asked tentatively, her face showing a bit of worry and melancholy, like a small boss who had been blackmailed to the door.

"No, no, boss, that's not what we meant." Louis hurriedly waved his hand, the restaurant that can serve such delicious food, if he can't come in the future, it will be a major loss.

"And what do you mean?" McGonagall was still puzzled, and raised her eyes to look at the powerhouses, "You're really not here to return the goods?" ”

"Of course not." The strong people also hurriedly waved their hands.

This boss is quite capable of crooking the topic.

"We just want to ask how you make this octopus whisker and octopus ball." Louis asked a different question.

All the powerhouses also looked at McGonagall one after another, with some expectations on their faces.

"Want to learn?" McGonagall smiled, "It's a trade secret, and under normal circumstances, I can't teach you." ”

All the strong men rolled their eyes in unison, looking at McGonagall's gaze was also a little more unkind, this kid ...... It's really underwhelming.

"I said, you are also people of all ethnic groups, so there is no need to be a monk to learn what to cook, right? This thing looks simple, but if you really want to get started, most of them can be learned by the brain, but the hand can't keep up. McGonagall said bitterly.

"Okay, boss, let's have a showdown with you, we saw some illusions after eating the stir-fried octopus whiskers and octopus balls you made." Louis was a little helpless, it seemed that this boss really didn't know anything, so he could only be more direct.

"Don't ...... You can't talk nonsense about this kind of thing, I never drugged in the dish, you can't rely on yourself to be strong, just use this kind of thing to slander me, I'm a small family, I can't afford to toss you big guys. McGonagall waved her hand and poked her head out to look left and right, ready to call someone.

"Don't shout, don't shout, we're seeing good things." Louis hurriedly stopped.

"Good stuff?" McGonagall was a little suspicious, "I didn't put an aphrodisiac in it, did I?" How can you see good things? ”。

"I'm Nima ......"

Louis's face darkened.