After watching from the entrance for a while, he noticed that there were only a few passers-by looking at the restaurant, which was decorated in a completely different style from the surrounding shops. However, for the time being, no one wanted to try it out.
Back at the restaurant, Mag cleared the table, and went into the kitchen to wash the dishes. Amy, on the other hand, was sitting on the high chair behind the counter, playing with the bluish-purple flame in her hand excitedly as she chanted a bunch of incantations.
After cleaning up the kitchen, Meg came out. Seeing that there were still no customers coming, he sat down on the chair beside Amy and watched her play with the fire.
"Father, if I throw this fireball out, will it be the same as a magician's magic?" Amy suddenly turned to look at Meg and asked, raising her hand and making a throwing gesture.
"No, no, no!" Meg hurriedly waved his hand. If this fireball was thrown out, even if the restaurant wasn't burned down, a few tables and chairs would definitely be destroyed. According to the stingy nature of the System, the remaining 2,700 copper coins might not even be enough for him to deduct.
"Don't worry, Father. I won't really throw it out." Seeing Meg's nervous expression, Amy chuckled and waved her hand to disperse the bluish purple fireball in her hand.
"If you can throw it out and hit it accurately, then it should be called the Fireball Technique." Meg heaved a sigh of relief. After thinking about Amy's question, he nodded and said.
"Then I don't know how to do it." Amy shook her head, somewhat lacking in confidence.
"It's okay. Before you become my disciple, I'll practice with you every morning. No one is born with it. Our Amy is already very good at making a fireball. I believe you can do it," Meg said with a smile and looked at Amy encouragingly.
"Yes, yes. I'll work hard." Amy nodded vigorously. She turned to look in the direction of the door and said a little hesitantly, "But Father, why isn't anyone coming in to eat? Your rainbow fried rice is so delicious. "
"Because they haven't eaten it before, they don't know how delicious it is. In the future, there will definitely be a lot of people lining up to eat it." Meg said with a smile, feeling a little helpless in his heart. However, 600 copper coins was indeed an exorbitant price for the average person, but Chaos City had no lack of rich people. Regardless of race, there would always be a group of rich people who loved thrills and excitement. They would often come to Chaos City for a few rounds, and some of them would even live there for a long time.
After all, as long as one had money, a Dwarf could enjoy the service of a beautiful Human lady, a Troll could find a Devil dancer, and even a Goblin could find a Half-Elf to accompany him in drinking … Here, one could do anything with money.
"If there are a lot of guests, then I can help Father." Amy looked at Meg with sparkling eyes.
"Then what can Meg do?" Meg asked with a smile.
"Amy can help Father collect money. I learned arithmetic from Teacher Luna a few days ago, and Teacher Luna said I learned it very well," Amy said, as if she was asking for credit.
"Teacher … Luna?" Meg tried to recall, and soon remembered that she was a teacher at Chaos School under the Gray Temple. In his impression, she was a young girl who liked to wear dark green dresses. She was usually a little cold, but when she was with children, she was like a completely different person. She became very amiable and well-liked by the children.
Amy didn't have the money to pay the tuition fees, so she wasn't qualified to enter the school. However, she often went to Chaos School and leaned against the wall to watch the classes. Teacher Luna liked her very much, and often called her in to listen to the classes together. Sometimes, she would teach her some arithmetic alone and bring her delicious food. Therefore, his predecessor had a good impression of her.
"Yes, and if they don't pay, then Amy will yell at them and scare them with a fireball," Amy said, nodding.
"Yell at them? Will Meg yell at them? "Meg was a little doubtful.
"Of course. I've seen Grandpa Dwarf yell at people before." Amy nodded seriously. Then, she raised her little fists and put them in front of her face. She stared at Meg with wide eyes, and said, "Pay up, or I'll beat them all to death."
"Father, do I look super fierce like this?" Amy asked, looking at Meg expectantly.
"You're so cute!" Meg felt his heart melt, but seeing Amy's expectant expression, he had to hold back his laughter and nodded. "Yes, super fierce."
Amy put down her hands, and said happily, "Then the task of collecting money will be handed over to Amy. I promise to complete the task."
"Okay, then I'll have to trouble our Amy in the future. But when I have time, Father will teach you how to look more fierce." Meg nodded with a smile. He did not refuse Amy's request, but her current appearance was too cute. When he had time, he had to teach her well. Otherwise, she would not be able to control the situation.
Then, under Amy's pestering, Meg told her the story of the little match girl. Although it was a version that was arbitrarily edited and added, the little girl still listened with great interest.
"Father, is that roast goose really delicious?" Amy asked Meg expectantly when she heard the end of the story.
"It's probably quite delicious." Meg nodded, but suddenly felt that something was not quite right. Was the main point of the story really the roast goose in the window?
After the story was finished, the two of them leaned on the counter in boredom. Their chins rested on the back of their hands, and they were in a daze. Their expressions and movements were a little synchronized.
Meg knew that it would be difficult at the beginning, but he did not expect that for the whole morning, other than the two demon children looking out of the glass window for a while, there were no customers at all.
At noon, Amy turned to look at Meg and said, "Father, Meg is hungry."
"I'll go cook." Meg smiled and nodded. He got up and went into the kitchen. There was nothing he could do if no one came. He could not do something like standing at the door and shouting.
As for the attitude of the customers, he had already thought about it while he was in a daze. Although it was his first time being a boss, he had eaten in many restaurants in his previous life. When it came to customer experience, he knew more than many restaurant owners.
Although a warm attitude would make people feel valued, it would also make some customers who did not like to communicate with others feel uncomfortable. And an overly arrogant and cold attitude would make most of the customers' dining experience plummet. The saying "going too far is as bad as not going far enough" was very appropriate here.
Moreover, there were only two people in Meg's restaurant, Amy and him. It was already very good that Amy could complete the task of collecting money. Naturally, he still had to deal with the reception. Therefore, Meg summed up his experience and based on the current situation of the restaurant, he decided to adhere to three words: kindness, distance, and equality.
Kindness was the basic respect for the customers. It could make the customers feel good before eating. As for distance, it was a choice that Meg made to increase efficiency, and also to make the customers who did not like too warm a reception feel at ease. The final equality was for all races. Meg felt that as long as they entered the restaurant and chose to spend money, they were all customers. He would choose to treat them equally regardless of race.
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