Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

"You... who are you? Where's my baby Clara? I... let me tell you, she is the most beautiful and the best woman in the world...you... don't stop me from going home... "Pasa came staggeringly, said solemnly, and then fell into the woman's arms.

"Damn..." There was a shy smile on the woman's face, the wooden slippers in her hand just patted his butt lightly, and then she helped Pasa into the room.

"Sit down, I'll boil some water to wash your feet." Clara said as she put Pasa on the bed.

"Boss Hades is honest with me! Men drink until they are 70% drunk, and act until you cry!" Pasa opened his eyes and took a look, angrily praising him in his heart.

"Father, are you secretly looking at mother?" One little head came over, and then two more little heads came over.

"Shh, father brought you delicious food." Pasa took out the peanuts and candy that Boss Mai had packed for him, and handed them to the three children.

"Okay!" The three children took the bag away and happily went aside to eat.

...

Mag closed the door and ended the day's business.

Now no one can find Qiao Xiu, but the net has been cast, and the sea is full of fishermen, as long as he still wants to run out and make trouble, he will be caught sooner or later.

Based on what he knew about Qiao Xiu, he had done so many things with painstaking efforts. Seeing that the situation in Nolan Continent had become so dangerous, how could he stop there, so now he just needs to wait for him to jump out or come to the door.

Mag turned off the light outside the door and was about to go upstairs, but when he turned around, he found Irina and the two little guys sitting neatly behind a table and looking at him.

"What? Do you want to eat supper?" Mag said with a smile, he thought they were already asleep.

"For supper... of course it's okay." Amy nodded without thinking.

"Hot pot is pretty good." Irina said.

Annie followed and nodded her head.

"Meow." The ugly duckling also stood up from the chair beside him, expressing his agreement.

"Okay, I'm going to prepare the ingredients, let's eat hot pot." Mag smiled and walked towards the kitchen.

"By the way, mother, didn't we talk to father about how to improve the tavern business?" Amy asked, turning her head to look at Irina, blinking her eyes.

"It's okay, eating hot pot won't affect our conversation." Irina smiled slightly.

"Oh." Amy nodded thoughtfully, her two short legs dangling in the air, suddenly jumped to the ground, ran to the kitchen door and looked at Mag, who was preparing the ingredients, and said, "Father, I want to Eating fried dough sticks is the kind of fried dough sticks that are boiled in a hot pot."

"Okay, but the fritters will take a while to make, so you have to wait a while." Mag agreed.

"Well, don't worry, Father is very kind." Amy nodded her head, and ran to move a small bench to sit at the door of the kitchen, talking to Mag with cute words.

Because the little guy always has new ideas for three meals, and he may want to eat fried dough sticks, soy milk, durian pizza at any time... So Mag has prepared some small semi-finished products in the refrigerator, such as the dough that needs to be used to make fried dough sticks. Slender strips, you can directly fry the fried dough sticks when you heat the oil pan.

Not long after, a mandarin duck pot was placed on the table, and Mag came out with two large trays of hot pot ingredients, which filled the entire table, including a large plate of golden fried dough sticks.

Amy reached out and pinched a piece of fried dough stick, put it to her mouth and took a small breath, and then took a bite.

The deep-fried dough sticks that have just been cooked for a while are fragrant and crispy, and the corners of the little guy's mouth rise unconsciously, his happiness is beyond words.

Mag helped Irina throw a plate of various fungi into the clear soup pot, which was her favorite way to eat.

The thick bone soup has become a mushroom soup, and the taste has been improved to a higher level. Drinking the soup directly is the ultimate delicious experience, making the original light clear soup pot rich in flavor, which is in line with her personal taste.

Irina took a piece of beef roll and rinsed it in the clear soup pot.

Looking at Mag who was adding red soup to his dipping dish, he asked, "Is this what your tavern intends to do?"

"How?" Mag tasted his dipping dish with chopsticks, and nodded in satisfaction.

"There are no guests every day, so we have nothing to do." Amy swallowed the fritters in her mouth and looked at Mag seriously, "We can't just be lazy like this, so what are we going to do? In order to have more customers and earn more small money?"

Mag knew that in the little guy's heart, earning more small money must be a more important purpose. He was very relieved that the little guy had such a realistic understanding of making money at a young age, at least he didn't have to worry about her being short of money in the future.

Of course, the little guy with a billion dollars will definitely not need to worry about money in his life.

Of course, making money is just a hobby.

However, this coincides with what Mag is going to do next. The tavern mission has already been completed. Now on the third day of its opening, the Saipan tavern is still playing around in the small circle of the Ministry of War. The number of copper coins has risen to more than 10,000, but the popularity is still in the pitiful single digits.

Oh, by the way, after drinking Moutai just now, that gentleman has increased the popularity of the Saipan Tavern, but it still hasn't broken through single digits.

"What about today's turnover?" Irina stretched out her hand and looked at Mag with a smile.

"Here." Mag's expression froze slightly, thinking of his proud look at the door just now, but he obediently took out all of tonight's turnover from his purse and handed it to Irina.

"Do you have any plans?" Irina took the money and put it in her hand, her smile became brighter, and she looked at Mag and asked.

To be able to make Mamy's Restaurant the No. 1 restaurant in the city of chaos, harvest countless loyal customers, and fill up the queue every day, McGonagall's marketing methods must not stop there.

"As the saying goes, the smell of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley. As a tavern, if you want to have a good business, the key is whether the wine is good or not." Mag said.

"Could it be that you want Amy to sit at the door and drink at the bar?" Irina frowned slightly, this trick McGonagall has used many times in Mamy's restaurant.

"How is it possible, children are not allowed to drink." Mag quickly waved his hand.

"That?"

"The aroma of Moutai is irresistible to everyone who loves wine, so starting tomorrow, I will pour a glass of Moutai and put it at the entrance of the tavern, locking it with an iron cage to attract passing guests and residents around. "Meg smiled.

"Your idea..." Irina thought for a while, then nodded in agreement, "Wonderful!"

"However, if there are more customers, you may have to work harder, because the tavern is only open for a month, and I don't plan to recruit new employees for the time being." Mag hesitated.

"It's okay, I can take care of the money." Irina waved her hands calmly.

"I can be cute to greet guests." Amy blew on the hairy belly that Mag had just scalded for her, and pouted her mouth to be cute.

"I can serve the dishes." Annie said with gestures with her hands. u