Hmm? "
Meg looked at the rapidly increasing number of people entering the restaurant in his mind, and looked toward the door in surprise.
Previously, there were almost no new customers entering the restaurant. Unexpectedly, there was a small explosion. Groups of customers entered the restaurant and sat down under the guidance of the waiters, making the restaurant lively all of a sudden.
The number of people entering the restaurant exceeded 300 in a short while, and it was still rising.
"What happened outside? So many people suddenly came in. " Miya turned to look in the direction of the door with surprise, and asked Rena, who happened to wander near them.
Raina was also a little surprised by the sudden increase in customers. After thinking for a while, she said with uncertainty, "Those customers who often come to the restaurant and buy a lot of roujiamos wanted to eat the hot pot outdoors, so I asked them to arrange a table for them. They should have started eating now."
"I see. Those customers must have seen the Burning Legion eating the hot pot, so they couldn't help but come in to eat the hot pot." Mia was deep in thought. She looked at Meg with a smile, and said, "Boss often asks Meg to do this kind of thing, and it works every time."
"For the hot pot that most customers don't know about, this is indeed a good idea." Meg nodded with a smile. Raina also let the Burning Legion advertise for Mana Hot Pot by chance, and the effect was excellent.
Moreover, it was equivalent to screening the customers. The customers who entered the restaurant had a strong purpose, so the ordering rate was naturally high.
"Then I should thank them properly," Raina said with a smile.
The customers walked into the hot pot restaurant, and their eyes lit up when they saw the hall. Bright lights illuminated the hall. It was decorated in a splendid style with fresh green decorations. Nearly 100 tables were displayed, and there were simple partitions between them. However, it didn't affect the permeability of the space at all.
The restaurant was very warm, and the air was filled with the rich aroma of the hot pot. There were already more than 20 tables with customers. White steam rose from the hot pot, and the customers chatted as they ate the hot pot. While waiting for the delicacies to be cooked, the chatting became relaxed and joyful.
Such an environment made people feel relaxed very quickly.
Under the guidance of the beautiful and generous elven waitress, they could take a seat at their favorite table and then start ordering.
To the surprise of most of the customers, the prices of the dishes in this luxurious restaurant were even lower than those in many of the restaurants in the Aden Square. Thus, they all began to place their orders.
An endless stream of customers entered the restaurant, creating a very good driving effect. The members of the Burning Legion sitting at the entrance not only successfully deterred Isaac, who wanted to intercept the customers, but also completed the mission of clearing the mines for the other customers. They only needed to stand at the side and watch for a while, and most people couldn't help but walk into the hot pot restaurant.
"Let go of that duck intestine! I dropped it three rounds ago!"
"Then I'll really let him go?"
"No, no, put it in my bowl. If you put it down, I might not be able to find it again even if I wait another three rounds."
The members of the Burning Legion were completely oblivious to this. They were completely immersed in the joy of hotpot.
Everyone was like six burning torches, bringing some warmth to the surrounding guests.
Of course, this did not exclude the possibility that some people were just here to warm themselves up.
Isaac and the skinny man looked at this scene from across the street with melancholy.
"Supervisor, what do we do now?" The skinny man asked softly. He wanted to intercept the customers, but he didn't dare to go forward. He couldn't beat them in a fight, and if he was beaten up, he couldn't even walk over and lie on the ground.
"I'm too far south," Isaac said with a gloomy face.
With those gatekeepers guarding, no matter who came to Cassia Hot Pot Restaurant today, it would be useless.
"Didn't you say in the morning that we were going to see what they are selling? Do we still want to go now? " The skinny man continued to ask. His calves were trembling as he looked at the fiery lava demon.
"If we go now, wouldn't we be telling them what we want to do?" Isaac rolled his eyes at him. He stood up with the help of the bench, and said, "Help me. Let's go back to the restaurant first and ask the boss to send more people over."
"Alright. Take your time." The skinny man was relieved as he helped Isaac, who was limping, walk slowly in the direction of Cassia Hot Pot Restaurant.
When Meg and the rest were almost done with their meal, more than half of the seats in the hall on the first floor were already filled. Steam rose up, accompanied by the chatter of the people. It was as hot as the boiling soup in the pot.
"Seems like I don't need to think of anything else." Meg glanced at the number of people in his mind, which had become 421/1,000. It was noon now, and the hot pot restaurant's business was the busiest at night.
The customers all looked very satisfied. The unique joy of hot pot, as well as the extreme deliciousness after entering their mouths, brought them a blissful and novel dining experience.
The delicacies that were spread by word of mouth could bring about a very high conversion rate of new customers. Meg believed that these 400-odd customers would bring more new customers to the hot pot restaurant in the near future. Through the excellent reputation, there would be a continuous fission.
"Bill, please." Meg raised his hand and gestured to the waiter.
"Sir, the boss of your table said that it would be under her name. If you are done with your meal, you can leave directly," the elf waiter said with a smile as he walked up.
"It's the first day of business, so it should be as much as it should be. How can it be under the boss's name?" Meg shook his head with a smile. He took out his money bag and said, "Come, how much did our table cost?"
"This …" The elf waiter looked at Meg with some hesitation. He looked around, trying to find the boss, but the boss seemed to have gone upstairs.
"It's a total of 1250 copper coins. I calculated it." Amy burped.
"Keep the change. The extra is a tip." Meg took out a dragon coin and three gold coins and handed them to the elf. Then, he took Amy's little hand and walked towards the door.
The waiter took the money and didn't know whether to return it to Meg or accept it.
"Aren't we going to say goodbye to Raina before leaving?" Mia took the clothes and asked Meg.
"She will be very busy today. We don't want to trouble her." Meg shook his head.
"Okay." Mia nodded obediently.
Everyone left with Meg.
Along the way, the regulars of Amy's greeted Meg and the others familiarly. They looked like popular kings.
When Meg walked out, a wave of heat hit him, making him a little dazed.
"Are these weird uncles burning themselves to warm others?" Amy looked at the members of the Burning Legion, who were burning themselves very vigorously, and was a little surprised.
"Er …" Meg pondered. If that was the case, it didn't seem to be a problem.
However, he was indeed shocked by the Burning Legion's way of eating hotpot. Six human-shaped pillars of fire surrounded a large pot, and even the iron chair they were sitting on was scorched red. It was very fitting for the name of hotpot.
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