At the back of the line, the secretary looked at Hill, who was wearing a red down jacket, and said, "Miss, there are quite a lot of people in the queue. Why don't I line up here and buy it for you? If you buy it here, you might not be able to have your breakfast until the end of business."
"That's just right." Hill smiled.
The secretary wanted to say something, but stopped herself. She tactfully kept her question to herself.
"So Mamy's breakfast is also so lively. Mr. Meg indeed has an irresistible charm." Hill looked at the long line in front of her, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
For some reason, she had become more and more curious about Meg these days.
Whether it was his superb culinary skills, his amazing inventions, or his unique ability to dabble in different industries.
He could cook in the kitchen, work in the hall, tailor clothes, and build trains and cannons.
Such a man was willing to spend a lot of time in the kitchen every day just to serve delicious food to his customers.
Hill had never seen such a person before. Even in the history of the Norland Continent, there had never been such a strange man.
The more she interacted with him, the more she felt that he was unfathomable, as if he was hiding a huge secret.
But the more it was so, the more curious she was, and she wanted to explore it.
There had never been a man who made her feel this way.
For Hill, who had devoted the past 18 years of her life to business, this was a little strange.
Of course, she didn't think she would be easily moved by a man.
But if this person was Meg, she was still willing to try to observe her inner feelings.
After all, whether it was the steam engine or the color printer that could be made by him, they were all creations that could change the world.
It was not surprising that such an outstanding man who could cook well could move any woman's heart.
The restaurant was open for business, and the two young elves at the door were already selling picture books of the Little Mermaid.
The exquisite picture books were loved by everyone, and there were many people who came specially to buy picture books.
However, according to the rules, the picture books were given priority to the customers in the line, and there was a limit of two copies. To a certain extent, this discouraged the scalpers who were trying to get rich.
Hill walked to the entrance of the restaurant and looked at the portrait of Anne on the signboard. After thinking for a while, he took out some money and bought a picture book.
She already had one at home. She had bought this book to show her support. The thought was worth more than the price.
The new product on the blackboard caught her attention. It was Wonton in Chili Oil, and it sounded a little festive.
However, many of the dishes at Mamy's were new to her. She had a lot of daily chores, so she didn't have much time to line up for a meal.
"It would be great if I could become the lady boss of Mamy's. Not only would I not have to line up every day, but I would also be able to eat tofu pudding, which is good for my skin. I would be able to lie down and collect money every day. Mr. Mak is also so handsome," a girl behind said faintly as she gently massaged her slightly numb legs.
The Hill tilted her head and thought for a while with her smart brain. "It sounds like a good investment."
This girl probably didn't know that Mr. Mak didn't just own a restaurant. He also owned half of the rights to the steam engine and 10% of the rights to all the railways on the Norland Continent that were to be developed in the future. That would be a terrifying amount of wealth.
Apart from that, he could also lead the print industry to a new era of color printing, and revolutionize an industry that was full of imagination.
In this aspect, the ladies in Chaos City did have a good eye.
After all, the ideal husband in the hearts of so many girls was not only a chef and restaurant owner, but also an invisible business tycoon.
The Hill and the secretary sat down at an empty table in the corner. It was already 8: 40 am, and it was close to the restaurant's closing time. It was also the working hours for most of the workers, so there were many empty tables in the restaurant.
"Hello, what would you like to eat?" Yabemiya came to the table. Although she had been busy the whole morning, she still had a smile on her face.
"I'd like a Wonton in Chili Oil," the Hill said to Yabemiya with a smile.
"That's spicy," Mia reminded her. After all, they had eaten together before, so they weren't so distant.
"It's okay. It's a little cold outside, so it's just right to eat something spicy. It shouldn't be as spicy as hot pot, right?"
"Not really. After all, hot pot is not suitable to eat in the morning." Yabemiya shook her head with a smile. She took down the soup dumplings that the secretary ordered, and turned to walk to the kitchen, her blonde ponytail swaying behind her.
The Hill looked around the restaurant. Amy must have gone to school, because she was nowhere to be seen. Only that fat, round orange cat was lying on the counter, one of its hands hanging outside, and squinting lazily.
Barbara was sitting on a high stool behind the counter. Her fingers were pointing at the restaurant from time to time, and a breakfast would fly out of the restaurant and land in front of the customer.
The Hill had a deep impression of this princess from the Moon Nation.
With her status, she had already connected the teleportation portal from the Moon Nation to the Norland Continent, and was deeply involved in the construction of the spell formation to seal the devil twice. After making a great contribution, she still stayed at Mamy's as a waitress. This really surprised her.
There was also Gina, that mermaid who was as gentle as water, the princess of the Lantisde tribe who could stop crying children in a second. She also continued to stay at Mamy's.
The Hill looked at Meg, who was busy in the kitchen. That upright figure and that handsome side profile were always hard to ignore.
What are they after? Could it be that it's really just his dishes? The Hill frowned slightly as she pondered. As a businesswoman, she would always calculate her gains and losses carefully.
Hence, after thinking seriously for a long time, she came to the conclusion that they were after his body.
"Hello, here's your Wonton in Chili Oil." A voice rang out beside her ear, and a Wonton in Chili Oil landed steadily in front of her. The red soup didn't even tremble at all.
The Hill collected her thoughts, and glanced at Barbara who was smiling at her from behind the counter. She returned a smile before looking at the Wonton in front of her.
Red soup, white Wonton, fresh green onions sprinkled on the surface, and bits of cooked sesame sprinkled on the soup noodles. The aroma of the chicken soup couldn't wait to enter her nose.
After waking up early in the morning and waiting in line for two hours, Hill's stomach grumbled as he smelled the aroma of the food.
Although the bright red chili oil made her throat tighten, it didn't feel too oily.
She picked up a spoon, and used her chopsticks to pick up a Wonton. She could see the Wonton that was pinched together like a lace. It was exquisite and cute.
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