Hey? ”

McGonagall looked at the rapidly increasing number of people entering the store in her mind, and looked up in the direction of the door with some surprise.

There were almost no new customers entering the store before, but unexpectedly, it suddenly ushered in a small outburst, groups of customers walked in the door, and sat down under the guidance of the waiter, making the hall lively all of a sudden.

The number of people entering the store exceeded 300 after a while, and it continues to rise.

"What's going on out there? Suddenly a lot of people came in. Mia asked, looking back in the direction of the door, looking at Rena, who had just come near them.

Rena was also a little surprised by the sudden surge in customer flow, and after a little thought, she was not sure: "Those guests who often come to the restaurant to buy a lot of meat sandwich buns want to eat hot pot outside, so I asked them to arrange a table, which should start eating." ”

"So that's the case, it must be those guests who watched the Burning Legion eat hot pot, and then couldn't help but come into the restaurant to eat hot pot." Mia looked at McGonagall with a smile and said, "The boss often asks Xiaomi to do such things, and it has been tried and tested." ”

"It's really a good way for hot pot that most guests don't know about." McGonagall smiled and nodded, and Rena had made a living advertisement for Merry's hot pot by mistake, and it worked very well.

Moreover, it is equivalent to making a screening of customers, and the guests who enter the store are very purposeful, and the order rate is naturally high.

"Then I should thank them well." Rena said with a smile.

The guests walked into the hot pot restaurant, looking at the hall and their eyes lit up, the bright lights illuminated the hall, the splendid decoration style, mixed with small fresh green decorations, displayed nearly 100 tables, there is a simple partition between each other, but it does not affect the transparency in the space at all.

The restaurant is very warm, the air is filled with the rich aroma of hot pot, there are already more than 20 tables sitting customers, white heat rising from the pot, guests are chatting while shabu-shabu, waiting for the delicious aging interval, small talk becomes relaxed and pleasant.

Such an environment makes people's mood relax quickly.

Under the guidance of the beautiful and generous fairy waiter, you can take a seat at your preferred location, and then get a menu to start ordering.

To the surprise of most guests, the restaurant with such a luxurious decoration and the hiring of all-elf waiters did not have a high price compared to many restaurants in Aden Square, so they began to order with confidence.

The endless stream of guests entering the store formed a very good driving effect, and the people of the Burning Legion sitting at the door not only successfully deterred Isaac who wanted to intercept customers, but also completed the task of demining for other guests, only need to stand and watch for a while, most people can't hold back their feet towards the hot pot restaurant.

"Let go of that duck intestine, I dropped it three rounds ago!"

"Then I really let it go?"

"No, no, put it in my bowl, you put it down, and I may not be able to find it again after three rounds."

The people of the Burning Legion were unaware of this, and they were already completely immersed in the fun of shabu-shabu.

The crowd was like six burning torches, which brought some warmth to the onlookers.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that some people just come to roast the fire.

Isaac and the thin man watched this scene across the street, both with melancholy expressions on their faces.

"Director, what now?" The thin man asked in a low voice, he didn't dare to step forward if he wanted to intercept the guest, he couldn't beat him, and he couldn't even walk over and lie on the ground after being beaten.

"I'm too south." Isaac said with a depressed expression.

There are a few door gods guarding it, and no matter who comes to their Kassia hot pot today, it will not be useful.

"Didn't you say in the morning that we were going to see what they were selling? Do you want to go now? The thin man then asked, glancing at the fiery lava demon over there, his calves trembling slightly.

"Now it's not about telling people what we want to do." Isaac gave him a blank look, stood up with the copy of the bench, and said, "Help me, let's go back to the store first, and let the boss send someone over again." ”

"Okay, slow down." The thin man was relieved, and helped Isaac, who was limping, to walk slowly in the direction of Kasia's hot pot restaurant.

By the time McGonagall had eaten the others, the seats in the first-floor hall were already half-full, and the heat was steaming, accompanied by the sound of people chatting, as hot as the boiling soup in the pot.

"Looks like I don't need to think of anything else." McGonagall glanced at the number of people who had become 421/1000 in her mind, it was noon, and evening was the hottest time for the hot pot business.

The guests all looked very satisfied, and the unique pleasure of shabu-shabu, as well as the ultimate deliciousness in the mouth, brought them a happy and novel dining experience.

Through word-of-mouth deliciousness, it can bring a very high conversion rate of new customers, and McGonagall believes that these more than 400 customers will bring more new customers to the hot pot restaurant in the near future, and continue to fission through high-quality word-of-mouth.

"Checkout." McGonagall gestured to the waiter.

"Sir, the owner of your table said that it is in her name, if you finish your meal, you can just leave." The elf waiter stepped forward and said with a smile on his face.

"On the first day of opening, how much should be counted is how much, how can it be counted on the boss's head." McGonagall shook her head with a smile, took the money bag from her bosom, and said, "Come, how much do we eat at this table." ”

"This ......" The elf waiter looked at McGonagall with some confusion, his eyes swept left and right, trying to find the boss, but the boss seemed to have just gone upstairs.

"It's a total of 1,250 copper coins, I've calculated them all." Amy hiccuped.

"No need to look for it, the extra is a tip." McGonagall took a dragon coin and three gold coins and handed them to the elf, then took Amy's small hand and walked towards the door.

The waiter took the money, and for a moment did not know whether to return it to McGonagall or take it.

"Why don't we say hello to Rena before we leave?" Mia asked, taking her clothes, looking at McGonagall.

"She's going to be busy today, so we won't bother her." McGonagall shook her head.

"Oh." Mia nodded obediently.

The group followed McGonagall away.

Along the way, the regular customers of McMille's restaurant greeted McGonagall and them, just like the king of popularity.

McGonagall went out the door, and a wave of heat hit him, leaving him in a bit of a trance.

"Are these weird uncles burning themselves to warm others?" Amy looked at the people of the Burning Legion who burned themselves very vigorously on the side, and said in some surprise.

"Uh......" McGonagall mused, and if she really wanted to explain that, it didn't seem to be a problem.

However, he was indeed frightened by the posture of the Burning Legion eating hot pot, six human-shaped pillars of fire surrounded a large cauldron of hot pot, and even the iron chair sitting under the buttocks was burned red, which was very suitable for the name of hot pot.

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