"Don't worry. They won't be able to make a scene." Meg shook his head with a smile. He had seen how Yabemiya negotiated with them, and he could tell that they were reasonable people. They were probably curious about how the restaurant could attract so many customers, and wanted to learn from it.
Of course, if they really wanted to make a scene, he wasn't worried at all. Julian and Crassus didn't even need to show up; Amy alone would be enough to make them suffer.
Besides, they probably just wanted to learn from the restaurant's booming business.
Mag didn't take this level of tasting to heart. Once his restaurant became more popular and famous throughout the Aden Square, Chaos City, and even the entire Norland Continent, there would most likely be more chefs with ulterior motives coming to his door and trying to learn how to cook from him.
"Just serve them as usual. I think they'll like it." Meg nodded. He took a plate from the side and put the Yangzhou fried rice on it, and gestured for Yabemiya to take it away.
"Oh, okay." Yabemiya hurried to take the fried rice away. Seeing Meg so calm and composed, a confident smile appeared on her face again as if she had found her backbone.
She didn't believe that anyone could make such delicious food like Mr. Mak, not even those who had tasted it before.
She had been helping out in the kitchen for so many years, but most of the ingredients and condiments that Mag used were things that she had never seen before, and some of them were things that she had never heard of being used in a dish.
Mr. Mak was a genius. He used all kinds of unimaginable methods to make all kinds of delicious food. It was as if his hands were magic. No ordinary chef could compare with him.
"Little Amy, are you still hungry? Do you want to eat more? It's my treat. " Carat smiled at Amy with a spoon in one hand. At the same time, he glanced at Julian with a smug look.
Julian had promised in the morning that he would cover all three meals for Amy when she attended classes with him, three days a week. This was not a small sum of money. Now, he was deliberately bringing up this topic to annoy him.
"Hmph." As expected, Julian gave him a sideways glance. The spoon in his hand was covered in a layer of frost.
"No need, I'm already full." Amy shook her head and looked at Crassus with a cute smile on her face. "But Master Half-beard, if you really want to treat me to a meal, then I'll have to trouble you to treat me to three meals when I'm in your class."
The smile on Crassus's face suddenly froze. He had only wanted to tease Julian a little, but he didn't expect to get himself into this mess. Amy had accepted it so naturally that for a moment, he felt like he should have just nodded.
"Little Amy, if you're hungry in the future, we can have supper together. I'll take care of everything." A faint smile appeared on Urien's face, and even his coarse voice was tinged with a hint of elation. He was looking at Urien with a gloating expression.
"Okay! Thank you, Master Turtle. "Amy nodded happily. Then, she turned her gaze to Crassus and waited for his answer.
"Okay, then I'll take care of all your meals when you attend classes with me." Crassus sighed and nodded helplessly.
What could he do? He had met such a cute disciple who knew how to save money for her father. Of course, he could only agree to such conditions.
"Anyway, there's so much money piled up that it's about to go moldy. If we eat together, we probably won't be able to finish it even in a hundred years." Crassus thought for a moment. For the past hundred years, he had casually thrown the monthly allowance that the royal family had given him into a large room.
A few years ago, Arthur had reminded him that the room was full, so he had to find a bigger room. Furthermore, he had replaced all of the money from decades ago with new gold coins. It was said that some of the out-of-print gold coins had been sold for a lot of money.
He didn't know exactly how much money he had earned, but it was most likely a lot. He was going to write a letter to Arthur later and ask him to bring the money over. With such a disciple, he would have a lot of money to spend in the future.
"Master Half-beard, you're so nice!" Amy said happily. She sat on a high stool and swung her little legs happily, causing Ugly Duckling, who had just fallen asleep on her lap, to sway from side to side. It opened its eyes and looked at her with a hint of resentment.
Amy stopped swinging her legs and leaned over to look at Ugly Duckling with a serious expression. "Ugly Duckling, do you have a problem with me?"
"Meow ~" Ugly Duckling immediately shook its head with an extremely sincere look in its eyes. Do you have a problem with me? Of course not!
"You can tell me if you have a problem with me. If you don't say anything, how am I supposed to know that you have a problem with me?" Amy continued with a serious expression.
"Meow?" A hint of hesitation appeared in Ugly Duckling's eyes, as if it were considering the credibility of Amy's words.
Amy's expression became even more sincere as she continued, "If you say something and I think it makes sense, then I'll definitely change. I'm a good baby who knows when she's wrong."
"Meow ~" Ugly Duckling hesitated momentarily before pointing at Amy's little legs. It then made a shaking gesture with its little paws, shook its head vigorously, and made a sleeping pose as it looked at Amy with anticipation in its big, sapphire-like eyes.
"Ugly Duckling, I knew you had a problem with me. Admit it now!" Amy stroked Ugly Duckling's head with elation at the sight of its soft face changing shape in her hands.
"Meow …" Ugly Duckling wore a resigned expression. This world was full of tricks!
Amy didn't stop until she had a good time. She cupped Ugly Duckling's face with her hands, and earnestly said, "It's impossible for you not to shake your legs. If you don't like it, then go lie down on the ground."
Ugly Duckling looked at the ground, then at Amy's little legs. It cowardly curled up again, and fell asleep as Amy shook her legs.
The customers generally ate very quickly. After all, most of the time they couldn't control their spoons in front of such delicious food. Furthermore, the restaurant only served Yangzhou fried rice and roujiamo, so the long line was quickly shortening.
Many customers ate roujiamos on the way after receiving them. It was said that eating while walking was a special experience.
"Hmm? Grandpa Scallion Pancake, Uncle Fat Pork Chop, Auntie Flowery Apron … "As the line shortened, Amy's eyes lit up as she looked at the visitors who were walking up to her. She actually gave each of them a nickname.
Everyone was also stunned. On one hand, they had received a strange nickname out of nowhere. On the other hand, they were even more surprised that this half-elf girl knew them.
Although the nicknames were strange, they did have something to do with them. They looked at each other and felt that the nicknames were very appropriate. But this girl seems to be the restaurant owner's daughter, right?
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