"Who … Who are you? Where's my precious Clara? I … I'm telling you, she's the most beautiful and wonderful woman in the world … Don't … Don't stop me from going home … "Passa said seriously as he wobbled over before falling into the woman's arms.
"Idiot …" A shy smile appeared on the woman's face. She patted his butt lightly with the wooden slippers in her hand before helping Passa into the house.
"Sit down. I'll boil some water for you to wash your feet," Clara said as she placed Passa on the bed.
Boss Hades didn't lie to me! A man can drink until he's 70% drunk, and act until you cry! Passa opened his eyes to take a glance, and praised in his heart.
"Father, are you peeking at Mother secretly?" A little head came over, followed by two more little heads.
"Shh, Father brought you delicious food." Passa took out the peanuts and candies that Mr. Mak had packed for him, and passed them to the three children.
"Okay!" The three children took the bag, and went to the side to eat happily.
…
Meg closed the door, and ended the day's business.
No one could find Josh now, but the net had been cast, and the sea was full of fishermen. As long as he still wanted to come out and stir up trouble, he would be caught sooner or later.
Given his understanding of Josh, there was no way he would give up after doing so many things after seeing the situation on the Norland Continent become so dangerous. Hence, all he had to do now was wait for him to jump out, or come to find him.
Meg turned off the lights outside the door, and was about to go upstairs when he turned around to find Irina and the two little ones sitting neatly behind a table, looking at him.
"What? Do you want supper? "Meg asked with a smile. He thought they were already asleep.
"Supper … Of course, that's fine too." Amy nodded without hesitation.
"Hotpot is good," Irina said.
Anne nodded.
"Meow, meow." Ugly Duckling also stood up from the chair at the side, and agreed.
"Okay, I'll go prepare the ingredients. Let's eat hotpot." Meg smiled and walked towards the kitchen.
"By the way, Mother, aren't we looking for Father to discuss how to improve the tavern's business?" Amy turned to look at Irina, blinked, and asked.
"It's okay. Eating hotpot won't affect our conversation," Irina said with a smile.
"Oh." Amy nodded thoughtfully. Her two short legs dangled in the air, and she suddenly jumped to the ground. She ran to the kitchen door and looked at Meg, who was preparing the ingredients, and said, "Father, I want to eat youtiao, the kind that is cooked in a hot pot."
"Okay, but it will take some time to make the youtiao. It will take a while." Meg promised.
"Yes, there's no hurry. Father, you're the best." Amy nodded her little head. She ran to get a small stool and sat at the kitchen door, talking to Meg cutely.
Because the little one always had new ideas for three meals, she might want to eat youtiao, soy milk, durian pizza at any time … So Meg prepared some small portions of semi-finished products in the fridge. For example, the dough needed to make youtiao could be kneaded into thin strips, and the youtiao could be directly fried in a pot of oil.
Not long after, a double-flavored pot was placed on the table. Meg came out with two large trays of hotpot ingredients, which filled the whole table, including a large plate of golden youtiao.
Amy reached out and picked up a section of youtiao, put it to her mouth, and blew on it. Then, she took a bite.
The youtiao that had just come out of the pot was fragrant and crispy. The little one's lips curled up unconsciously, and she was overflowing with happiness.
Meg helped Irina throw a plate of various kinds of mushrooms into the clear soup pot. This was her favorite way of eating.
The thick bone broth turned into a mushroom broth, and the taste went up a level. Drinking the broth directly was an extremely delicious experience. It made the originally light soup pot rich, which was in line with her personal taste.
Irina picked up a piece of beef roll and dipped it in the clear soup pot. She looked at Meg, who was adding red soup to his dipping sauce, and said, "Is this how your tavern is going to be?"
"How is it?" Meg tasted his dipping sauce with his chopsticks and nodded with satisfaction.
"There are no customers every day, so we have nothing to do." Amy swallowed the youtiao in her mouth and looked at Meg with a serious face. "We can't be lazy like this. So, how can we get more customers and make more money?"
Meg knew that in the little one's heart, making more money must be a more important goal. He was very pleased that the little one had such a realistic understanding of making money at such a young age. At least, he didn't have to worry about her lack of money in the future.
Of course, the little one sitting on one billion yuan would definitely not have to worry about money in this life.
Of course, making money was just a hobby.
However, this coincided with what Meg was going to do next. The tavern mission had been accepted, and it was now the third day of its opening. The Saipan Tavern was still in the small circle of the Ministry of War. Although the tavern had increased from 2,000 copper coins to more than 10,000, its popularity was still in the single digits.
Oh, right, after that gentleman drank Maotai, the Saipan Tavern gained a little popularity, but it still didn't break through the single digits.
"What about today's turnover?" Irina reached out her hand and looked at Meg with a smile.
"Here it is." Meg's expression froze a little. He recalled his smug look at the door just now, but he still obediently took out all the turnover from his money bag and handed it to Irina.
Irina took the money and put it beside her hand. Her smile got brighter as she looked at Meg, and asked, "Do you have any plans?"
To be able to make Mamy's the number one restaurant in Chaos City, gain countless loyal customers, and have a full line every day, Meg's marketing methods were definitely not limited to this.
"As the saying goes, good wine fears no dark alleys. As a tavern, if you want good business, the key is whether the wine is good or not," Meg said.
"Don't tell me you want Amy to sit at the door and drink?" Irina frowned slightly. Meg had used this trick many times at Mamy's.
"How can that be? Children can't drink." Meg quickly waved his hand.
"Then?"
"The aroma of Maotai is irresistible to all wine lovers, so from tomorrow onwards, I will pour a glass of Maotai and put it at the door of the tavern. It will be locked in a metal cage to attract passing customers and the surrounding residents," Meg said with a smile.
"Your idea …" Irina thought for a while, and nodded in agreement. "Brilliant!"
"But if there are more customers, you might have to work harder. Because the tavern will only be open for a month, I don't intend to recruit new employees for the time being," Meg said hesitantly.
"It's alright. I can handle the money." Irina waved her hand calmly.
"I can act cute to greet the customers." Amy blew on the tripe that Meg had just given her, and pouted her little mouth cutely.
"I can be in charge of serving the dishes," Anne said as she gestured with her hands.
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