"Sure enough, the snack always convinces people with strange truths." McGonagall shook her head with a smile, glanced at the time, and said with a smile, "Okay, Anna's study is over today, let's go play with Amy, and I'll call you to dinner later." ”

"Xiaomi, from today onwards, Anna will live in our house for a few days, you can take her upstairs to familiarize yourself with the environment." McGonagall turned to Amy again.

"Really? That's great! Amy's eyes lit up suddenly, she took Anna's hand, who had just put down the knife, and walked out happily, while saying, "Miss Anna, I'll take you to the playground, and then take you to my little bed to sleep." ”

McGonagall looked at the two little ones who disappeared into the doorway, and smiled gently, and the two little ones were able to get along amicably, which was undoubtedly good news for him.

After dinner, Amy took Anna to the square to play, and the restaurant began to enter its busiest evening hours.

"Boss Mai, you asked for leave at noon without warning, but I was hungry all afternoon, and I could only order an extra bowl of Yangzhou fried rice in the evening to comfort myself."

"Yes, I finally asked for leave at noon today, but I ended up having a closed door, Boss Mai, your leave is a very big loss for us."

"I happened to have something to do at noon today, and I was suddenly very relieved, and brought me two steaks, one medium rare and one medium rare, and the first medium rare one."

As soon as the guests entered the restaurant, they began to crusade against McGonagall for taking a leave of absence at noon today, showing a lot of resentment.

McGonagall laughed at this, so she took a leave of absence for a noon, and after a few days he went to Luodu, I don't know how many days he would have to be absent from work, and this psychological quality still needs to be there.

Guests come and go, the long lines slowly get shorter, and business at the restaurant is booming.

A somewhat quaintly decorated carriage stopped at the door of the restaurant, the curtain lifted a corner, and Ian looked at the super popular restaurant, and said with a smile on his face; "I like this kind of restaurant with a lot of people, and if it doesn't even have customers, it's not worth trying."

"Master, there may be a queue now, do you need me to go and talk to the restaurant and let him clear the scene?" A middle-aged man who looked like a butler stood beside the carriage and said softly.

"I'm not the king, what's the point, Bruca, you've got to get better?" Ian chuckled, lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage and headed towards the door of the restaurant, where there were still some customers in line.

"Yes." Bruca nodded, walked to the front and opened the door to the restaurant.

As soon as the door opened, the smell of deliciousness paved the surface, and Ian's eyes lit up.

Compared to the restaurant that seems to be full of people from the outside, entering the restaurant is surprisingly quiet.

The seated guests were completely immersed in the food in front of them, and occasionally let out a compliment or two.

The guests in the queue also stood quietly, waiting for the empty seats to appear, and even if they were talking, they tried to restrain their voices so as not to affect the meals of other guests.

The elegant décor and the right distance between the tables make for a comfortable dining environment.

Ian's gaze wandered around the restaurant, nodding slightly, regardless of the taste of the food, the restaurant had otherwise achieved the appearance of a restaurant that made guests feel comfortable, and this was the basis for a restaurant to be popular.

Of course, being able to sit at the same table with elves and orcs is enough to show how magical the food in this restaurant is, and it can make them let go of their racial hatred for a while.

"Guest, there is a seat here, please sit here." Ian waited for a while, and several tables of guests finished their meal at about the same time, and Yabei Mia smiled and guided Ian and the two to the table next to them.

"Sit down, Bruca." Ian pressed his hand at Bruca, who was standing at the table with his hands in his hands.

"I'll just stand by and serve the master." Bruka bowed his head slightly.

"I'm not ready to eat, but I don't need to be served." Ian said with a smile.

Bruka hesitated for a moment before sitting down across from Ian, his ass half on the chair, on standby.

"Guest, here's the menu, you can see what you want to eat." Yabei Mia smiled and handed over the menu, this white-bearded old man looked quite interesting, and his status should be quite noble.

"Well, I'll see." Ian opened the menu and looked at the menu with beautiful pictures, and couldn't help but light up.

This menu is completely different from other people's menus that only have the names of the dishes and the text introduction, and the pictures are as if they are real, and the exquisite dishes make people feel very delicious just by looking at them, and they can't help but want to try it.

The name of the dish, the picture, the price, a dish is clear at a glance, and it is much more intuitive than those large text descriptions.

"A restaurant of this size, daring to set such a price, and the customers are still queuing up to eat, shows that this boss does have good strength." Ian's gaze swept over the price of the dish and nodded slightly.

"I want a black pepper steak and a salty tofu brain." Ian closed the menu and handed it to Bruca, who was sitting across from him, "Bruca, you can choose for yourself." ”

Bruca flipped through the menu, looked at the price on it and secretly sighed, hesitated for a while, and said, "I...... Ask for a Yangzhou fried rice and a sweet tofu brain. ”

"Okay, this guest, I wonder how ripe you want the steak to be?" Yabei Mia asked as she looked at Ian and smiled.

"I don't know how cooked you think my old man is suitable for eating?" Ian asked with a smile as he looked at Yabeamia.

"The guests look full of energy, and the teeth are definitely good, the medium-rare steak will be more tender, the medium-rare steak will be slightly harder in texture, and the medium-rare steak will be slightly heavier, and the guests can choose according to their taste." Yabei Mia said with a smile.

"Then I'm going to be medium-cooked, the old man prefers something chewy." Ian nodded.

"Okay, please wait." Yabei Mia nodded and walked briskly towards the kitchen.

"What kind of messy rules Jeffrey set, the service attitude and quality of the half-dragon waiter are much higher than that of ordinary waiters, and that kind of discriminatory rule should have been changed a long time ago." Ian looked at Ayamia's back and thought to himself.

"But there's no better wine in the world than my winery, right?" Ian frowned, muttering to himself thoughtfully.

"Your black pepper steak, medium-rare."

It wasn't long before a steak arrived in front of him.