Whether it's Lisa, Hammer or the dazed Sara, they've already figured it out, here today, it's hard to hide the magic thing, the most likely thing is to lose both with the army of the Angelus system, and after that, this place will definitely not be left behind, so these new customers who are curious about a fresh product or an old customer who has been paying attention to the taste will have to say goodbye.

Lisa's vision was covered in a rainbow of light, and then it was a mess.

But the self-respecting pit cook didn't just let the salty liquid flow out of her eyes. Life is always like this, I will face a lot of pain, and the road in front of me will definitely be full of thorns, but if I choose to stop like this, I can't proudly say that this is my life.

"Thank you for your continued concern!" Hiding her sadness in gratitude, Lisa's Level improved here in an instant.

"Oooh! Watch me perform well, too! The hammer roared, and smashed the hammer in his hand into the groove of the stone, and the glutinous rice inside was suddenly cracked open to a fluffy shape. It was also his unique work skills that earned him the name "Iron Hammer", which has nothing to do with elegance and gentlemanhood.

Sarah, who was the quietest, also waved his arms and shouted, "Eh! Huh! Oh! ”

Everything was as ordinary as usual, but today's magic two seemed to be unexpected, and the various scents that accompanied the magic made the population of the store instantly saturated.

Of course, there are also real gourmets, gentlemen who sit in their VIP seats with mugs in their hands – very unstylish. But there's no way around it, and that's the style of this shop – pouring a warm hot drink into your mouth, as usual. It's still the taste of happiness.

"Woo woo ......" There was a sudden groan at the door, it seemed that people were still crowding in from outside the street, but the seats where the audience could stand on the outside of the shelf were already full of people, and there was no space to store more audiences.

It was nothing, and Lisa continued to cook the magic. Terrible things followed.

"Yes, there are troops coming." There was a sound of uneasiness, and there were always a few newcomers among the guests. I have no idea that in addition to the taste impact of magic cuisine, it will also bring a strong visual impact.

It's around four o'clock in the afternoon, but it's windy due to cloudy skies. The sky outside the house was unexpectedly dark, the sky was almost completely dark, and the street lights were lit, which did not affect the flow of people in the food city. It's just that the appearance of that large number of soldiers made them a little uneasy.

"I'm here again to find trouble with the 'taste'. I really don't know if the owner of that shop has provoked anyone. I can't get along with them every time. Among the onlookers were the owners of other stores in the food city, and they were not surprised by the sight in front of them.

The three of them gritted their teeth and continued to perform the magic cooking, and the rich fragrance was already accompanied by a powerful magical impact.

The audience cheered.

Even though Lisa and the others had the cold in their hearts, the audience had an indelible enthusiasm, cheering for the performances that they saw and couldn't see.

The cauldron in the shelf area was being scorched by the crackling firewood.

The red pot was boiling a blue soup, which was stirring under the impetus of magic.

The guests in the VIP seats were completely unable to focus on the restlessness outside. They began to get drowsy, and now it's not just the food that fascinates them with the taste of those mouths. Even the smell has made it impossible for them to do it themselves.

Sink deep into the soft chair, stretch your body in the most comfortable posture, and fall asleep.

Today's taste is really pleasant.

The scent even wafted outside the store.

The soldiers of the army looked at each other.

Although every time I cook magic, I receive an order from the Chief's Department to come and take duty, but every time I just stand guard for them for free, and then I can only see, smell, but not eat in front of the fragrant food.

"Actually, the name of this magic dish is 'Farewell.'" Lisa smiled and spoke.

"Farewell? Why such a strange name? If this guest was coming to "Taste" for the first time, he would have even thought that Lisa was saying goodbye to them, and this might be their last course, but unfortunately, this guest is a regular customer, and in addition to witnessing this meal, he has also tasted "Elsewhere", "Farewell", and "Eternity...... and other strange names, but they are very delicious food. In his opinion, the chef of this restaurant definitely gave the name to trick people, but even so, he still wanted to know what the name of the chef of the pit man meant.

"Well, if you want to ask why I can only say, I'll know if I taste it." Lisa laughed. Naturally, no one noticed that this was a forced smile.

It had been some time since the wave of powerful magic had passed, and the water in the cauldron had become gentle.

Whoa.

The chief pushed the door and came out from behind the wall. I saw that he put his hands together, and there was an even more powerful magic in his hands.

The eyes of the regulars lit up. It's rare to ask the manager to do the cooking himself.

"Is the Chief going to do it himself?" The VIP customers, who were almost drowsy, opened their eyes when they sensed the chief's presence.

Light-skinned, short-haired black-haired Indian...... Ahem, no, it's the chief, dressed in gentleman's clothes, and the sparkling diamonds on the small bow reflect the lights in the store. The chief smiled, "The final process of this recipe is in my hands, but I will not proceed until you have each obtained a copy of the recipe and tasted it." ”

"Huh, isn't that amazing?" Everyone was excited, and I had told you about the complicated process, but I had never heard of a dish that you had to continue to handle after you had eaten it.

The chief nodded at the three.

The three of them understood, and immediately groped for something behind the shelf, and soon there was a powerful magic, and the space in the store was expanded, and when they were finally freed from the crowded state, people soon poured in from the outside.

After confirming that all the customers who were interested in the food had entered, Sara's hands moved, and the green light flashed in the restaurant, and all the green light transformed into cups, floating into the air with the liquid in the cauldron.

A large amount of green light took the place of people and cups, and took the initiative to fly in front of everyone.

"Everyone can open their mouths and eat the green light that exists together as an ingredient to taste our 'farewell'."

The people in the VIP seats didn't care when they saw that everyone outside could come in, but they were already a little anxious when they saw that everyone was sharing a piece of food.

"What do you mean by this, we can't afford to pay, just for a little bit?" As for the things that are charity, the local tyrants are not interested in treating it at all.

"Wow, it's delicious!" Some people have already praised it, and soon some people will praise it one after another.

The VIP seat people don't care about complaining, hurry up and eat, and then they don't even have this, and they don't know where to cry - after all, there are more than 20 VIPs in this store, and there is only one toilet here.

But there are also real local tyrants who grew up with a golden key and just don't want to be with the civilians, although they are reluctant to be delicious, but if the store doesn't give an explanation, he will definitely not eat this thing, and he will definitely throw the VIP on the table and walk away by himself.

Looking at the mug on the table, the grumpy rich second generation couldn't help but vomit on his whole body. Can I really give up this delicacy? Maybe it's just talking, otherwise this store wouldn't have become a regular store for me. A little comfort is needed on the face.

Even the grumpy Lisa understands this. smiled at the rich second generation: "Young Master, you can't eat too much of this delicacy called 'farewell', and there is a saying, doesn't it mean that if the pain is shared with others, the pain will be less?" Just like drinking coffee with sugar, eating 'tricks' requires adding people. ”

What the hell, I'm a three-year-old kid?!

"I see, so I'll try it too." He cursed in his heart, but he had already found the stairs and went down, so he quickly opened his mouth and asked for the green light.

Whew......

Like the air, there is no smell of blankness?!

But even if it was as blank as air, the rich second generation couldn't help but open his eyes and look at the store structure of this "taste" again.

Back then, I didn't know what this shop was all about and walked in, and when I came in, I scoffed at everything here, but Lisa couldn't help herself with just a glass of drink from a mug and a rude "wouldn't you dare to drink it?"

That's right, just thinking about the burning taste in my mouth.

After the "farewell" entrance, it instantly changed from tasteless to spicy.

And the rich second generation's mind was stimulated by these tastes, and he continued to think about his life with this store.

Surprise after surprise, he kept finding reasons to come to this "vulgar restaurant that needs real gourmets to guide and clean up", and even became the most senior VIP customer of this store.

It's like a sweet stream of water melting in your mouth. It's for the relationship between the two customers and the store that please each other, and it's also for the friendship that has been established unintentionally.

After that, I have experienced sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy, but when it comes together, it is a feeling that all the pain and emptiness in people's hearts are smoothed and filled.

That's the way it is, the long weird smell with an indescribable feeling. (To be continued......)

PS: The first time I participated in the job fair, it was crowded, and sure enough, there were many people in the third dimension