A smile appeared on Christy's face, and she looked at Sherell with even more respect. She had seen many successful people, and the higher they were, the more approachable they were.
Of course, that wouldn't have been the case in other restaurants, but in Mamy's, there were two 10th-tier magic casters at the front of the line. Duke Abraham was also in the line, so Christy was a little worried that if the coachman tried to cut the line, he would be rejected by Mr. Mak. What if he got into a conflict with those powerful magic casters?
The horse-drawn carriage stopped, and Sherell followed Christy out of the carriage before walking straight to the back of the line.
As he listened to the heated debates going on in the line, an expectant look appeared on Sherell's face. In particular, the tofu pudding that he had heard the most arguments made him even more curious about what kind of food it was. Just what kind of food could make the customers so agitated just because of its taste? It was as if they were facing their mortal enemy.
"Miss Christy, what is this tofu pudding? Why are these customers arguing over this? "Sirell couldn't help but ask curiously when he reached the end of the line.
"Tofu pudding is a delicacy from Mamy's. It has two flavors, sweet and savory. The line on the left is for the savory one, while the line on the right is for the sweet one. I think the sweet tofu pudding is very delicious, and I suggest that you give it a try, Mr. Sherell," Christy explained with a smile.
"I see. This owner is really interesting. It's just a dish, but the customers are so protective of it. But I don't like sweet things, so I'll go with the savory tofu pudding," Sherell said with a smile. He then walked to the back of the line on the left with a smile.
Christy opened her mouth to say something, but she resisted the urge to persuade him. She only liked sweet tofu pudding, and she didn't dare to imagine how it would taste if such a delicious dessert was made into a savory tofu pudding.
Of course, aside from bringing Shirrell to Mamy Restaurant for a meal, her main objective for coming here today was to eat another bowl of tofu pudding.
This tofu pudding was really amazing!
Due to her anxiety, a few red pimples had grown on her nose and face, and she couldn't get rid of them no matter how hard she tried. However, after eating a bowl of tofu pudding that day, the pimples on her face were all gone when she woke up the next morning. Furthermore, her skin was noticeably better.
Even the best hydration potion on the market couldn't achieve such an effect, so Chris was naturally pleasantly surprised.
The pimples were gone, but as a woman, how could she be satisfied? Whether it was to make her skin fairer and fairer, or to get rid of those little pimples that were almost invisible, it was all worth it to make this trip and line up for this long.
At five o 'clock, the door of the restaurant was opened. Meg welcomed the guests with a smile.
"Hello, Mr. Meg." Chris took the initiative to smile and nod at Meg. The last time she was able to get money from Duke Meg was all because of the stinky tofu, so she was very grateful to Meg.
According to the news from Rodu, the branch of Buffett Banks had already moved into the duke's mansion, and they were still counting the money that the duke had promised.
Although the exact amount hadn't been released yet, the boss had already told her that the bonus alone was equivalent to her entire salary from last year.
"Hello, Miss Chris." Meg also responded with a smile. He had some impression of this beautiful woman in a business suit, and her name was directly marked on the omniscient door.
He had heard from Carla that this woman had exchanged half a helping of stinky tofu for a portion of Duke Abraham's money. Although it was a little tricky, it was enough to prove her business ability.
Meg took a look at the old man who had followed Chris into the restaurant. He was wearing a loose black robe, and his hair and beard were all white. He looked quite benevolent and kind.
A line of words floated across Meg's mind. "Mr. Sherrill, male, 65 years old, ordinary, suffers from coronary heart disease, often with symptoms of heart palpitations and chest pain. You can eat a roast duck wrapped in a lotus leaf cake to effectively relieve your symptoms."
"Huh???"
Mag raised an eyebrow. After making sure that he wasn't seeing things, a peculiar expression appeared on his face as he said internally, System … Are you selling medicine now? You're writing prescriptions for people?
"After the restaurant's upgrade, the omniscient door has also been upgraded accordingly. You can now recommend dishes according to the System's recommendations." The System's voice slowly sounded in Meg's mind.
"Dishes according to the symptoms … Why does it sound so weird?" Meg curled his lips. But the System's ability did open up a shortcut for him to supplement his food. It completely saved him the trouble of ordering the wrong dish.
"Mr. Mak." A thin figure walked past Meg, greeted him, and quickly walked to the only seat left in the corner.
"Vicennio, male, 30 years old, ordinary, suffers from severe kidney deficiency — almost squeezed dry. Common symptoms are pain in the waist and knees, low spirits, impotence, premature ejaculation, and other symptoms. Can be prescribed one serving of black pepper steak and two la zhi roujiamos. If taken continuously for a week, his condition will be effectively improved. But in the meantime, he must abstain from sex. Otherwise, his condition will worsen. "
Meg looked at Vicennio's thin figure with pity. It seemed that this man was also under unimaginable pressure. But why did Meg feel like laughing when he saw this prescription that didn't contain sugar for kidney deficiency? Shouldn't he be handed a box of Treasure of Kidney at this time?
Without thinking too much, Meg turned and walked to the kitchen. A new round of challenges was about to begin.
"Wow, this Peking Duck costs 2,000 copper coins per serving! It's so expensive! It's almost the same price as grilled fish! "
"Yeah … It seems that we won't be able to eat it today."
"But … isn't this picture too tempting? How can a roast duck be roasted to such a golden red color? It's even more tempting than Ducasse's roast pig. "
"Although 2,000 copper coins is a little expensive, it says that it's suitable for two to three people. Are you guys interested in buying one? We'll split the cost. "
The customers opened the menu. After seeing the picture and the price of the roast duck, another round of whispers broke out.
Sherell also opened the menu, and his eyes lit up when he saw the picture of the roast duck. He smiled, and said, "If this picture isn't fake, then this duck looks even better than the roast geese from Rodu's Roast Goose Restaurant. Would you like to order one, Miss Christy?"
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