Silly, children can't drink alcohol. Smell this soup. It's cooked with alcohol. It's not nice. Come, let me share your burden. "
"Little Fatty, stop eating. Look at your tummy. It's almost as big as that pot on your back. Master will help you drink this soup. Master is doing this for your own good."
"Slowly. You took so long just to drink a mouthful of soup. If you finish this bowl of soup, you'll lose half an hour of your life. Let Master bear the rest of the soup for you. Anyway, Master has already enjoyed everything. It doesn't matter if you waste a little of your life."
Harris walked among his disciples, and cheated a few more bowls of 'Buddha jumps over the wall' shamelessly.
The crowd that had already started to line up looked at Harris, whose face was flushed red. There was a cloud of white fog above his head that didn't dissipate for a long time. His bald head was now covered with a layer of thin, short hair.
Why is this master a little different from what I imagined?
"Master, you seem to have drunk a little too much," the little disciple, Van 'er, reminded him softly.
"You're just a child, so you don't understand. This is the effect I want." However, Harris didn't seem to mind. He reached out to touch his head, and revealed a blissful smile. After so many years, he could finally have a head of smooth, silky hair again. He could return to being the most handsome chef in the world.
"The competition took a lot of time. We need to hurry up and prepare." Meg returned to the restaurant, and closed the door. He didn't have time to share the joy of winning, and quickly walked to the kitchen as he spoke.
"I will prepare the ingredients very quickly." Phyllis jogged to the kitchen. She took off her apron and put it on. She cleaned her hands, and immersed herself in preparing the ingredients.
"I can help to grind the tofu," Anna said. She had already learned how to operate the bean grinder.
Everyone also immersed themselves in their work. To the restaurant, it was very important to open on time.
Meg turned around, and said, "Oh, right. Mia, find that enlarged version of the menu and put it back at the restaurant's entrance."
"Alright." Mia found a folded, standing menu that was taller than a person from behind the counter. She opened the door, and stood at the entrance. She smiled, and reminded, "This is the restaurant's menu. First-time customers can understand it first. It will be more convenient to order later."
After saying that, she returned to the restaurant.
There was already a commotion behind her...
"The dishes on the menu are so expensive! A single dish can easily cost hundreds or thousands! "
"Buddha Jumps Over The Wall — 10000 coins per serving!!!"
"That … That line is too long. I heard that there's a fish restaurant that's not bad. Why don't we go there and try?"
"Sure, I don't want to wait too long for a meal."
When the menu was placed at the door, other than causing a commotion, it also had a good dissuading effect.
At the same time, it also avoided the awkward situation of customers lining up for hours, only to enter the restaurant to take a look at the menu but wanting to leave.
"This Buddha Jumps Over The Wall Soup is actually selling for 10000 copper coins per serving. Grand Master is really generous."
"10000 copper coins are not enough to measure the value of such a delicacy."
"I only drank a mouthful. Master drank the rest …"
"I haven't even started drinking yet."
Harris' disciples also looked at the menu with astonishment.
They had traveled the continent and met many famous chefs with their master. They had also been to their restaurants.
It wasn't that they had never seen expensive menus, but it was indeed their first time seeing a soup that was sold for 10000 copper coins. Furthermore, they even drank it.
"This is such a worry-relieving miracle medicine. It's worth it even if it costs 100,000 or 1,000,000 copper coins per bowl, let alone 10000 copper coins!" Harris took the towel from Chapman, and wiped his wet head with emotion. Although he had a master at his age, his hair had grown back, and he hadn't been as happy as he was today for many years.
There was a long line at Amy's in the afternoon as usual. Some of the regulars who came late could only sigh and leave when they saw the cutoff line at the end of the line.
"There are so many people today." Amy let go of Crassus's hand, and skipped towards the entrance of the restaurant. She looked at the audience who hadn't left yet in shock. She thought for a while, and suddenly stopped in her tracks. She looked at the crowd curiously, and asked, "I heard that there was a little fool who wanted to challenge Father today. Was he beaten away by Father?"
"What a cute half-elf girl. Is she the restaurant owner's daughter?" Many people's eyes lit up when they saw Amy.
"Yes. This is the treasure of our restaurant, Little Boss, the Invincible Baby Amy," Harrison replied with a nod.
"She looks so cute, and she speaks so adorably too. I want to steal her away," a strange uncle said as he clasped his chest.
"You can try, but I have to remind you. Look at that half-bearded old man over there. He's the Lord of Fire, Crassus, Little Boss's master. Look at that magic potion shop over there. It's opened by the Lord of Ice, Julian. He's also Little Boss's master," Harrison said with a smile.
"Ahem … I was just joking. Don't take it seriously. Don't take it seriously."
Everyone was amused by Amy's words, but their gazes couldn't help but land on Harris. That little fool she was talking about was probably Harris.
"Aiyoh, what a cute little elf. She has to be of royal blood to give birth to such a beautiful little elf, right?" Harris didn't blush at all when he was called a little fool by a cute little fellow. He looked at Amy with a smile, and said, "Little girl, I can see that you have a good bone structure. You have good material to be a chef. I have here —"
"Scram. She's my disciple." Crassus lifted his leg and kicked Harris's butt. He angrily said, "Harris, you've grown up. You even dare to covet my disciple."
"Aiyoh!" Harris jumped. He looked at Crassus with surprise and joy, and said, "Grandpa Crassus! Why are you here, too? "
"My disciple is here. If I'm not here, where am I?" Crassus said with pursed lips.
"This beautiful little elf is your disciple?" Harris was a little surprised. He thought for a while, and said, "I'm her father's disciple now, and you're the master of her father's daughter. So, what should I call you?"
Crassus thought for a while seriously, and then said, "Scram."
"Oh, so that little fool who came to challenge Father is you." Amy looked at Harris in realization.
"Little girl, we're in the same generation now. You can call me Little Harris," Harris said with a smile.
"No, you'll pull down the average looks of us kids." Amy shook her head seriously. She thought for a while, and said, "Or perhaps you can call me 'Old Harris who just grew hair'."
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