"Boss Mai, I heard that the restaurant has a new product today? The shop was a bit busy, but I told the guy to come over and try the new products first. As soon as McGonagall opened the door, a short-haired blonde young man who was standing in a daze at the door immediately raised his head and asked expectantly.

"Yes, but it's just a test sale today." McGonagall smiled and nodded, this young man was called Prol Mushan, twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and he also had a shop in this Aden Square, as if selling a kind of incense, which was shipped from the distant capital of the Los Empire, and was very popular with women of all races in this chaotic city, and employed five men in the shop, and made a good income.

He came in yesterday morning when he came here to walk and saw the unique decoration of the restaurant, and after eating a Yangzhou fried rice, he felt that he had found life, so lunch and dinner were solved here, and he also brought two owners of the next door shop over in the evening.

I didn't come this morning, probably from a friend who heard about the restaurant's new products, so I waited at the door before it opened at noon.

"Let's get a copy first, but what exactly is new?" Proll looked at McGonagall curiously, and asked as she walked through the door.

"It's a steamed bun with bacon and meat." McGonagall smiled back.

"Steamed pork buns? What is this? Prol frowned slightly, he knew what meat and bun were, but could they be combined to make a delicacy?

However, remembering the previous Yangzhou fried rice, he asked McGonagall what the name of the dish meant, and he just said that Yangzhou is a very beautiful place.

It seems that this Boss Mai chooses the name of the dish quite casually, but as a genius who can make such delicious food and completely subvert his perception of food, it is understandable that he is willful, so Proll casually found a seat and sat down.

"Okay, please wait." McGonagall nodded, went into the kitchen, and when she passed the counter, she saw Amy squatting happily caressing the fur on the back of the ugly duckling, and sure enough, sucking cats is addictive, especially the cute little milk cat, even Amy can't help it.

McGonagall had already prepared the white bun and braised pork in advance, took a white bun from the oven, cut the hole with a thin knife, stuffed the minced meat evenly into the white bun, poured a small spoonful of preserved juice, took a paper bag from the side, walked out of the kitchen and handed it to Prol, and said with a smile: "Your bacon and pork bun." ”

"It smells so good!" Prol took the meat bun, and was first attracted by the smell of meat, which was more impactful than Yangzhou fried rice, so that he couldn't help swallowing his saliva when he hadn't eaten it in the morning.

The kraft paper bag was clean and exquisite, and there was a cute half-elf back painted on it, he remembered that McGonagall had a lovely half-elf daughter, but he didn't expect McGonagall to use her back directly as a trademark, which was really a bold approach, and it was indeed an interesting person, a good father.

His shop is in constant contact with various races, so he is more aware of the awkward situation of being half-racial.

As a businessman, Prol can treat everyone equally, and this little girl from Boss Mai's family is really cute, and the guests who come to the restaurant like her very much, but it doesn't seem to be there today?

Taking his mind back, Prol looked at the tempting aroma of the food in the bag, a whole piece of white white bun was cut in the middle, and then stuffed the fragrant meat into it, the meat sandwich bun originally meant this, but is this meat called 'bacon meat'?

With a little doubt, Prol still didn't resist the temptation of the fragrance, and opened his mouth full of anticipation to take a bite.

The delicacy burst out in the mouth almost instantly, the delicious gravy stimulates every taste bud, the feeling makes people feel extremely satisfied, and the mildness of Yangzhou fried rice is a little different, this taste is even more exciting, like the difference between sweet spring and spirits, turning into a stream of heat, guiding the blood in the blood.

"Ahh Prol, who closed his eyes, opened his eyes suddenly, and couldn't help but let out an admiring sound, and the blood in his body was surging, just like the heartbeat when he confessed to the girl he liked next door for the first time, which made him seem to regain his vitality all of a sudden.

Immersed in dealing with various races every day, she kept a smile on her face, and she had even forgotten what a real smile should be.

And now, he seems to have regained the feeling of laughing, this deliciousness, it is really pleasant, and I can't help but want to laugh.

One mouthful, another mouthful, Prol's face had a happy smile from beginning to end, he came to this chaotic city at the age of seventeen, started as a little man, knelt and cried, lost and won, and finally he still gained a firm foothold in this chaotic city, and had his first shop in this Aden Square, ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the appearance of his hometown has long been forgotten.

The comfort of the past few years seems to have made him forget that when he first came to this chaotic city and saw the majestic and spacious Aden Square, the young man once silently told himself that he wanted to have ten of his own shops in this Aden Square and his dream of becoming a master.

"Boss Mai, I think I should open a second shop." After eating a meat bun, Proll suddenly looked up at McGonagall and said with a smile.

"Very good." McGonagall smiled and nodded, though he didn't know why he suddenly said such a thing, but the bacon seemed to give him strength, and the change still made him feel good.

"Please bring me another bacon and meat bun, I believe that this kind of blood-boiling delicacy will definitely become popular in the chaotic city." Proll said with a smile.

"Okay, please wait." McGonagall nodded, and went into the kitchen to make another meat bun.

After slowly eating the second meat bun, Proll took out the money bag from his arms, looked at McGonagall and said, "Boss Mai, I want to bring five meat buns back to my guys to taste, do you think it's okay?" ”

"Today is a trial sale, and one person can order up to three meat buns." McGonagall shook her head slightly, the trial sale was to attract some attention in advance, to lay some foundation for tomorrow's official sale, and the number of things to do was not much.

"Okay, then there is another one, there is a boy whose father has passed away, and he can't lift his spirits, I hope that this delicacy made by Boss Mai can give him some strength to stand up again." Proll nodded, as a businessman, he was naturally able to understand McGonagall.

Seeing Proll go out with the meat bun, McGonagall put away the gold coins on the table, and another guest pushed the door in, and the first sentence was: "Boss Mai, today is a new product, right?" What was the fragrant one that the man was holding in his hand just now? ”