"Aisha …" Yabemiya murmured before nodding. "That's a nice name."
"Thank you." Sally nodded.
"Alright, we'll call you Aisha, and I'm Meg. You can call me boss like Mia does." Meg nodded. It seemed that Sally was also aware of her situation. However, if she still wanted to work as a waitress in such a situation, it seemed that the temptation of delicious food was far greater than being captured.
"Yes, Boss." Sally nodded. After working at Geya Hotel for a while, she had already gotten used to being addressed as a waitress. She looked at the bag in her hand before turning to Meg. "So, can I leave now?"
"Of course. You just have to come to the restaurant at 7 am tomorrow." Meg nodded with a smile.
"Alright, goodbye." Sally nodded to Meg and Yabemiya before leaving gracefully.
After the door closed, Yabemiya turned to Meg with a perplexed expression, and asked, "Boss, Aisha looks like an elegant young mistress. Why did she want to work as a waitress?"
"Everyone has their own difficulties. If she doesn't want to talk about it, then I won't ask." Meg shook his head with a smile. Aisha was not just a young mistress; she could even be the future elven queen.
"Mm-hm." Yabemiya nodded obediently, and didn't say anything else.
After Sally left, Meg changed into his chef's suit and began to prepare the ingredients. He had already obtained the recipe for the braised chicken, and all he had to do was enter the test field for the God of Cookery at night.
Amy came back from school at around 4: 30 pm, the same time as Chaos School. It seemed that Krassu had adapted to the local conditions to make it easier for Amy to get used to the pace of school.
Ugly Duckling had been lying lazily on the counter for the entire afternoon. When it heard Amy's voice, it slid down the counter and bounced toward the door. It immediately ran to Amy's feet, and rubbed its little head against her leg as it meowed happily. It seemed that it had been bored of meowing at home all this time.
Amy picked up Ugly Duckling, and weighed it in her arms as she said with a disdainful look, "Ugly Duckling, why do I feel like you've gained weight again? Run 10 laps around the restaurant before you go to bed tonight."
"Meow!" Ugly Duckling looked at Amy, and its eyes gradually widened as if it had heard something unbelievable.
"Run 10 laps, and not one less," Amy emphasized in a serious manner.
"Meow, meow, meow ~" Ugly Duckling pointed at the two small bowls beside the counter, then pointed at itself, then pointed at Amy. It copied Amy's actions, and drew circles on the bowls before shaking its head vigorously.
"That's right. I told you to eat two bowls for lunch, but I didn't tell you to run, right?" Amy nodded, and then smiled sweetly as she said, "But if you eat one bowl at night, you can still run 10 laps. Exercise before bed is good for losing weight."
"Meow …" Ugly Duckling rolled its eyes, and fainted in Amy's arms. How terrifying! Sure enough, even the punctuation marks on Amy's words couldn't be trusted.
In the kitchen, Meg, whose hands were full of flour, looked at Amy, who was standing at the door with Ugly Duckling in her arms, and asked, "Are you happy on your first day of school?"
Amy nodded repeatedly, and said happily, "Yes, yes. I'm super happy. There are so many children, and they all think I'm a little witch, and want me to play with them. So, I have to work hard to learn magic. Only then can I become a real little witch."
"Mm-hm, as long as you're happy." Meg smiled. He had been worried that Amy would find learning magic too boring. After all, Luna had mentioned this before. However, it seemed that he had been worrying too much. If Amy liked it enough, she could also find joy in it.
"By the way, Father, did you recruit any pretty girls today?" Amy asked Meg expectantly.
"Yes, and you've seen them before." Meg nodded.
"Really? I've seen them before? "Amy thought seriously, and her eyes suddenly lit up." Could it be Auntie Floral Apron? "
"Auntie Floral Apron is going to open her own restaurant. There's no way she'll come back to be our waitress." Meg shook his head with a smile, and said, "You'll know who she is when she comes back tomorrow afternoon."
"Alright, I'm sure it'll be a girl as pretty as Big Sister Mia." Amy nodded expectantly, and didn't ask any more questions. She took out the music box with Ugly Duckling in her arms, and invited Yabemiya, who also had nothing to do for the time being, to come and learn how to dance.
The shutters were already down, so they didn't have to worry about prying eyes from outside.
Meg looked at the two little girls outside, who were dancing more and more, and a smile appeared on his face. It suddenly occurred to him that if Sally joined them, they could form a three-person dance group. Perhaps they could even perform on the stage on Peace Memorial Day.
A cheongsam, a maid, and a little loli dancing together. It'll be hard for them not to get first place, right? Meg thought to himself. He also thought it would be a very interesting scene.
However, with Sally's aloof personality, she probably wouldn't join them. They probably wouldn't be able to see it.
In the evening, Amy had dinner with Meg and the others. They didn't have to worry about the sales of the tofu pudding anymore, so Amy didn't have to perform for the customers. She could eat it when the new dish was released.
Ugly Duckling lay on the ground, looking a little unhappy. It seemed that it had already experienced the horror of running 10 laps around the restaurant before going to bed.
"Eat your food, Ugly Duckling. You'll only have the strength to lose weight when you're full." Amy put a small plate of Yangzhou fried rice and two pieces of meat in front of Ugly Duckling.
"Meow ~" Ugly Duckling turned its head to the other side as if it were going on a hunger strike.
"It's going to be 10 laps anyway. Otherwise, don't even think about getting on my bed," Amy said calmly.
"Meow ~" Ugly Duckling meowed in despair. It turned its gaze back to the tofu pudding, fried rice, and meat in front of it. It sniffed with its nose, and then couldn't help but dig in. The more it ate, the happier it became.
"Father, Ugly Duckling and I are going to watch the show. You guys take your time." She put the spoon gently on the plate and slid off the chair. She picked up Ugly Duckling, who was still licking the plate, and walked toward the door with a stool in her hand. "Okay, I'm going to have a meal with you," Ugly Duckling said after finishing the two bowls of tofu pudding and Yangzhou fried rice.
During this time, Amy had gotten into the habit of carrying a small stool to the door to watch the sweet and savory parties quarrel before the restaurant opened.
Should the tofu pudding be sweet or savory?
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