"Erm …" Mag looked at the aggrieved Vicennio, and suddenly felt a little sympathetic. It seemed like this man didn't become like this because he was a womanizer, but because he had a fierce wife. That was why he was in such a state. What kind of woman was she?
"Sir, what kind of medicine are you talking about? We don't sell medicine in our restaurant. "Yabemiya looked at Vicennio in confusion, and her expression was quite serious.
She didn't know why this customer knelt before Meg as soon as they met, but if he wanted to frame the restaurant, she would be the first to disagree!
Meg and Vicennio looked at Yabemiya at the same time. This girl is so innocent, but it's not good to explain this to a little girl. They looked at each other and chose to ignore it.
"Dear customer, please get up first. I guarantee on the reputation of the restaurant that there will be no problem with every serving of food sold from the restaurant, and there will be no situation of selling medicine in public." Mag reached out and helped Vicennio up. He looked at him seriously, and said, "It's just that every dish has its own unique effect. A roujiamo early in the morning can really make people excited, and make them more energetic and motivated to work. But it's a different story if you don't have any other work to do."
Vicennio's hands trembled. His wife didn't have any other job, and her job was to squeeze him dry every day.
However, he couldn't refute Mag's statement. After all, so many people had bought roujiamos in the morning and left energetically after eating, and they were all in good condition. The most exaggerated ones were probably those demons who were on fire after eating the roujiamos, but none of them had any strange symptoms.
"It seems that I can't let her eat roujiamo in bed anymore." Vicennio sighed silently. After thinking for a while, he looked at Meg with shining eyes and asked, "By the way, Mr. Mak, you said that every dish has its own characteristics. What are the characteristics of the Yangzhou fried rice in your restaurant and the new dish you're releasing today?"
"The Yangzhou fried rice can promote blood circulation and nourish the body. It's good for people who are weak." Meg looked at Vicennio and paused for a while, then continued, "I'm not sure about the characteristics of the new tofu pudding yet, but it should be good for the skin. Female customers will like it."
Meg's pause made Vicennio feel a little embarrassed, but he was still quite excited.
He had been looking for something that could nourish his blood and Qi, but those things were often harmful to the body. Half of the reason why his body was like this was because of those messy medicines.
Now that he heard Mag say that Yangzhou fried rice could nourish his body, of course he was excited. He had been craving roujiamo when he saw his wife eating it, but she had taken his share away after taking a bite. He didn't even get to eat a bite.
As for the tofu pudding, it was even better to please his wife. She used pearl powder on her face every day, so she would definitely like it. He could only hope that the tofu pudding could take away some of her love for roujiamo. Otherwise, he felt that he wouldn't be able to live for long.
"Sir, if you want to eat something, you can come earlier at noon." Meg took back his hand from Vicennio's and expressed his sympathy for his friend's experience. However, there was nothing he could do about it. He could only pray that the strength he gained from the Yangzhou fried rice could keep up with the wild nature of his tigress after eating roujiamo.
"Mr. Mak, would you like to try a bowl of Yangzhou fried rice for me first? Look at me, I'm so hungry that I can't even walk. " Vicennio looked at Meg pitifully and reached out to hold the door frame, as if he would fall down at any time.
"Sorry, the restaurant doesn't serve food after opening hours." Meg shook his head.
"Money is not a problem. I can give you double, even triple! 18 gold coins for a plate of Yangzhou fried rice. I can give it to you now. "Vicennio took out his money bag and prepared to take out some money.
"This is the restaurant's rule. Not even 10 times." Meg refused without hesitation. He pointed to the front and said, "There's a noodle shop about 50 meters ahead. You can go there for breakfast before you go back. Yangzhou fried rice is not an elixir. Even if you eat a bowl of it, it won't make you full of energy again."
"Okay, then I'll come earlier at noon. I'll find a teahouse in the morning and sit down. I don't dare to go home again." Vicennio said helplessly when he saw that Meg was not swayed at all.
"Goodbye, Uncle Weak. You have to stay awake. If you fall down, no one will help you. If you can't climb back, you won't be able to eat the delicious rainbow fried rice for lunch." Amy waved at Vicennio and warned him with a serious expression.
Vicennio raised his eyebrows. This girl's tone sounded like she cared about him, but why did it sound a little strange? There seemed to be something wrong.
"Oh right! What the hell is Uncle Weak? Although I do look quite weak now, it's too strange to use this as a nickname! " Vicennio stared at her, but when he saw the concerned expression on Amy's delicate and cute little face, his heart softened. What could he do? Of course, he chose to forgive her.
After getting married, what he wanted the most was to have a child. Unfortunately, his wife didn't like children and didn't want any. It had been four or five years, and there was no news. Having such a cute little daughter was simply a winner in life. He couldn't help but look at Meg with some envy. He nodded and slowly walked away.
"Father, do you think Uncle Weak can last until noon?" Amy asked worriedly as she looked at Vicennio's back.
"He should be fine …" Meg looked at Vicennio, who almost stumbled and fell. He was also a little doubtful, but he quickly withdrew his gaze. He smiled and patted Amy's head. "Little Amy just said that she wanted to learn the second song, right? Let's go. Father will open it for you. "
"That's right, that's right!" Amy immediately clapped her little hands and nodded with elation. Ugly Duckling's face was twisted out of shape in her arms, and it looked up at the ceiling in despair. It didn't even dare to make a sound.
"Are you going to teach Amy a new children's song?" Yabemiya was also looking forward to it. Aside from Ugly Duckling, Amy's favorite toy was the little singing elf. She could sing really well.
Meg closed the restaurant door and walked over to the counter. He took out the music box and put it on the counter. He turned off the single loop and clicked on the next song. He was also looking at the music box with anticipation, wondering what kind of classic children's song the system would give him this time.
A circle of colored lights lit up around the hemispherical glass ball, and the sonorous sound of electric guitars and drums rang out. The little sprite inside also began to move stiffly, and the rhythm was so bright and powerful. Furthermore, it was a little … familiar?
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