"No ... nothing ..." The man rolled his throat and determined that the strange father and daughter had gone far before realizing that his back was actually wet with cold sweat.

If it weren't for the scorched holes in the tree, and there was a scorching smell in the air, he could hardly believe that the little fireball just thrown by the cute little girl was horrible.

"Why?"

"Walk around, let's change places to drink." The man quickly lifted his friend's shoulder and quickly walked away, confirming his eyes, it was a troublesome existence, and they didn't know how they had provoke the other person. Anyway, talk less and drink more. That's right.

"Master Father, they say bad things about our restaurant, why don't you let me teach them?" Amy sat in a small chair and asked McGonagall, looking at the bicycle in front a little puzzled.

"Concerning this kind of person, it is to lower their rank to the same level of theory as they can, but it is not necessary." McGonagall shook his head with a smile.

This wise remark is not the first time he has heard it. Since the number of low-quality imitation restaurants in this street has increased, he has often been able to hear those who have eaten almost only the name of a dish. After the low imitation restaurant, by the way, he greeted the guests with Mai Mi restaurant.

Meg was also helpless about this. The guests of his family ate everybody ’s applause. The low-imitation shops in Chennai were uncontested. The grilled fish was either cooked or coke-colored, and the fried rice was not soup rice or fried rice. It was the Buddha who jumped off the wall and simmered in a pot. He dared to throw everything into it, and he was not afraid of eating him.

The low imitation store is corrupted by the reputation of a dish. These businesses are staring at the money, and they are not willing to delve into it. Even if they come to Maimi restaurant several times, they will not look like that.

But the dishes are not so delicious, and McGonagall doesn't care. You ca n’t ask others to close the store. There is no such thing as copyright protection of the name of the dishes in the world. Even in the past life, the same dish and different restaurants also Can give you a strange taste.

"Then they scold them casually?" Amy muttered a little dissatisfied.

"Of course not, Mai Rui Hotpot Restaurant is the beginning of our counterattack." McGonagall smiled and said, "We need to let them know what a real hotpot is, even if it is a cheap hotpot, then there must be a benchmark in There, fools will eventually be eliminated. "

"Well, get rid of them all." Amy nodded.

"It seems that there are still a lot of people." In the distance, dozens of colorful flower baskets can be seen in front of Mai Rui Hot Pot. The guests come in and out, and they look quite lively, and the atmosphere of the opening is strong.

In his mind, the progress bar has jumped to 56/1000.

McGonagall's bike stopped in front of the door, and Rena, who was welcoming her at the door, came up with a smile. "Boss, little Amy, you're here."

"Today you are the boss." McGonagall pulled Amy out of the car and said with a smile, looking at Rena, who was wearing a long red dress today.

Rena smiled shyly, and then quickly said, "Go ahead, I'll reserve a box for everyone on the second floor."

"We don't need a box, we will eat on the first floor." McGonagall shook his head and smiled. "You have to have hot pot atmosphere, you don't need to care about us, Xiaomi and I wait for them."

"Okay." Rena nodded and continued to greet the guests with a smile.

McGonagall stood aside with Amy, glanced at the flower basket on the side, his eyes fixed.

Sixteen flower baskets, eight of which are bright red roses, and the other eight are mild and sober, and write a gift: Congratulations to the opening of the Merry Hot Pot-Hill Buffett; Congratulations to the opening of the Merry Hot Pot-Colo Ria Morton.

"This was delivered by a flower shop in the morning. It was ordered by Miss Hill of the Buffett family and Miss Gloria of the Morton family. It should be for the boss." Mai Rui saw Maige staring at the flower basket. Look, explain with a smile.

"It's really weird to put it all together." McGonagall raised an eyebrow, not knowing where the two heard the news, and also sent a flower basket intentionally, but it was just displayed like this, there was always something strange.

"Sister Hill and Sister Gloria really care about you, my father." Amy blinked, approached Meg, and whispered, "Does the mother know?"

"She has something today, don't come and eat hot pot with us." McGonagall smiled and touched Amy's head, and was not afraid.

"Really, but we said we should eat together at night." Amy tilted her head and looked at McGonagall.

"It's just a friend opening a flower basket. It should be ... okay?" McGonagall thought.

"You have to speak to your mother, then, if she believes, it will be fine." Amy smiled.

"Mai Rui Hotpot, this restaurant is quite big. On the first day of opening today, every table in the shop will be given a duck sausage, or should we try it?"

"Don't worry, I've heard of this hot pot. It is said that it was the rise of Mai Mi Restaurant. The per capita consumption is over a thousand. Let's just have lunch casually, and we can't afford to spend so much money as an injustice."

"His—one thousand per person, that's a little expensive."

The two orcs stood at the entrance of the hot pot shop, muttered in a low voice, and looked at each other, ready to change.

"Oh, boss Mai, little boss, why are you here? This Mai Rui hot pot is really a branch of Mai Mi Restaurant?" A fat man passed by the two in a fierce manner and went straight to the father who was standing at the door. Female.

"Isn't this the owner of Mai Mi Restaurant?"

"That cute half-elf girl is the legendary little boss. It's really cute."

"Is this hotpot restaurant actually a branch of Maimi Restaurant? It is said that the hotpot is spread from Maimi Restaurant. I didn't expect this boss to open a branch in such a close place."

"The cheapest food at Maimi Restaurant is 200 copper coins, and the average per capita consumption of a hot pot is 1000+ copper coins. It seems that this restaurant need not be considered."

"If this is the branch of Mai Mi Restaurant, the taste will be stable, and we will eat this at noon today."

People who watched the new store opened and were whispering about it were thinking about whether to go into the store. Some people started to worry about the high consumption, while others decided to go to the store because of the golden signboard of Mai Mi Restaurant.

McGonagall looked at Harrison, who was just a few steps away, and shook his head with a smile: "Not counting the branch, Mai Rui Hotpot is a professional hotpot restaurant, which focuses on cheap hotpots. The average adult per capita consumption is about one hundred copper coins. "

"It's so cheap ?? I remember the last time I ate hot pot, a pig's brain needed 100 copper coins. Does it take a hundred copper coins per person to be full here?" Harrison looked at McGonagain in surprise.

"That is a normal human. If you are a fat brother, you should be regarded as 2.4 normal humans, so 250 copper coins are needed." Amy corrected.

"Not bad," McGonagall said, touching Amy's head.