"Sure enough, little foodies can always persuade people with strange reasons." Meg shook his head with a smile. He looked at the time, and said, "Okay, Anna's study is over for today. Go play with Amy. I'll call you for lunch later."
"Amy, Anna will be staying with us for a few days from today. Take her upstairs to familiarize herself with the environment," Meg said to Amy.
"Really? That's great! " Amy's eyes lit up. She grabbed Anna's hand, who had just put down the knife, and walked out happily. "Big Sister Anna, I'll take you to the playground, and then I'll take you to my little bed to sleep."
Meg looked at the two little girls disappearing at the door with a gentle smile. It was undoubtedly good news for him that the two little girls could get along well with each other.
After dinner, Amy took Anna to the square to play, and the restaurant entered its busiest night.
"Mr. Mak, you asked for leave at noon without warning. I've been hungry for the whole afternoon. I can only order a bowl of Yangzhou fried rice to comfort myself tonight."
"That's right. It wasn't easy for me to apply for leave to come here this afternoon, but I was given the cold shoulder in the end. Boss Mag, your leave is a huge loss to us."
"I'm so glad that I didn't come at noon. Give me two steaks, one medium-well, and the other medium-well. Give me the medium-well one first."
The moment the customers entered the restaurant, they all began to complain about Meg's leave at noon. They all seemed to be very resentful.
Meg, however, just laughed it off. He only asked for leave at noon. When he went to Rodu in a few days, who knew how many days he would be absent from work? He had to be mentally prepared.
Customers came and went in the restaurant, and the long line gradually shortened. The restaurant's business was booming.
An antiquated horse-drawn carriage stopped in front of the restaurant, and Ian raised a corner of the curtain. A smile appeared on his face as he looked at the extremely popular restaurant, and he said, "I love restaurants like this. If there aren't any customers, then it's not even worth trying."
"Master, we might have to line up now. Do you need me to inform the restaurant to clear the area?" A middle-aged man who looked like a butler stood beside the carriage and said softly.
"I'm not the king, so why do I have to clear the field for a meal? Brooker, do you have to change that habit of yours?" Ian chuckled as he got off the carriage and walked towards the entrance of the restaurant. There were still some customers waiting in line.
"Yes." Brooker nodded before quickly opening the door of the restaurant.
As soon as the door opened, a delicious aroma wafted out, causing Ian's eyes to light up.
Compared to the crowded restaurant on the outside, it was surprisingly quiet inside.
The seated guests were completely immersed in the delicious food in front of them. Occasionally, they could not help but exclaim in admiration.
The customers in line also stood in silence, waiting for an empty seat to appear. Even if they were to speak, they would do their best to keep their voices down so that they wouldn't disturb the other customers.
The elegant decor and the perfect amount of space between the tables created a very comfortable environment for dining.
Ian looked around the restaurant, and he nodded slightly. Regardless of how the dishes tasted, this restaurant had already achieved a level of comfort for its customers. This was the foundation for a restaurant's popularity.
Of course, the fact that elves and orcs were able to dine at the same table was a testament to just how magical the food in this restaurant was to be able to temporarily set aside their animosity toward one another.
"There are seats available over here, please take a seat." Ian waited for a while, and several tables of customers finished their meals almost at the same time. Yabemiya led Ian and Brooker to a nearby table with a smile.
"Have a seat, Brooke." Ian gestured for Brooke to sit down with his hands clasped behind his back.
"I'll just stand beside you and wait on you, Master." Brooker lowered his head slightly.
"I'm not at the stage where I need someone to wait on me while I eat," Ian replied with a smile.
Brooker hesitated momentarily before taking a seat across from Ian. Half of his backside was on the chair, and he was in a state of readiness.
"Here's the menu; you can take a look at what you'd like to eat." Yabemiya handed over the menu to Ian with a smile. This white-bearded elderly man appeared to be quite interesting, and it appeared that he was quite a lofty figure.
"Let me take a look." Ian opened the menu, and his eyes lit up at the sight of a series of intricate images on the menu.
This menu was completely different from other menus that only had the names of the dishes and text introductions. The images on the menu were as if they were real, and the delectable dishes were so delicious that one couldn't help but want to try them.
The names of the dishes, the images, and the prices were all very clear, and it was a lot more intuitive than those long paragraphs of text introductions.
The fact that the customers are still lining up to dine in a restaurant of this scale indicates that the owner is quite capable. Ian swept his gaze over the prices of the dishes, and nodded with approval.
"I'd like a black pepper steak and a savory tofu pudding." Ian closed the menu before handing it over to Brooker, and said, "Brooker, you can choose for yourself."
Brooker flipped open the menu, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face at the sight of the prices. He hesitated momentarily before replying, "I … I'd like a Yangzhou fried rice and a sweet tofu pudding."
Yabemiya looked at Ian with a smile, and asked, "Alright, sir. May I know how you'd like your steak?"
"How would you like it done for an old man like me?" Ian turned to Yabemiya with a smile.
"You look like you're in high spirits, so I'm sure your teeth are still in good shape. A medium-well steak will be slightly more tender, a medium-well steak will be slightly firmer, and a medium-well steak will be slightly more spicy. You can choose according to your preferences," Yabemiya replied with a smile.
"Then I'll have a medium-well steak. I like things that are a little chewy." Ian nodded.
"Alright, please wait for a moment." Yabemiya nodded before quickly making his way to the kitchen.
Geoffrey's rules are so f * cked up. The half-dragon waitresses are far superior to normal waitresses, and those discriminatory rules should've been changed a long time ago, Ian thought to himself as he looked at Yabemiya's departing figure.
"But I don't think there's any wine in this world that's better than my winery's, right?" Ian murmured to himself with furrowed brows.
"Your black pepper steak, medium-well."
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