A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World

Half an hour.

Mag sat beside Amy and Ugly Duckling, and seemed to have forgotten to make a bet.

Irina sat side by side, looking at Mag, who chuckled Amy.

This man seems completely different from the man in her impression. On him, it seems that there are countless secrets she never knew. What happened to him in the past 3 years, they have never experienced together. How has he changed in the past 3 years?

The most important thing is-can he really eat the food?

The problems of each and everyone surfaced in Irina's mind. Looking at Mag, her mind was full of curiosity.

If the original Alex, he would definitely not tell that funny story, he would definitely not make a funny face and make the daughter laugh, and he would not cook.

This feeling is wonderful. Obviously he was the closest person, but now he looks like a stranger.

Getting to know him again seems to be a very interesting process.

Their family of 3 was impatient and impatient, Sindi standing beside him was anxious like an ant on a hot pot. If he had not been warned by Mag, he couldn't help but want to remind him that they are still gambling now. Give up the game before it even starts!

Mag's knife skill made him quite surprised. He could cut exactly 1000 pieces of beef exactly the same. That's true ability.

But watching him mix the beef with a mess of 7 8 bad spices into a pot, it made him a little bit confusing. The beef is wrapped with that many spices, can it still be eaten when roasted? Isn't the meat taste of the beef itself gone?

And looking at the notice posted on the stall, I felt even more frustrated.

It's okay to sell beef, but it is still limited to purchase, and one person can only buy one!

Isn't it enough to jam?

Many passers-by who had watched the crowds have gone a lot. Some of the guests who saw the notice were curious and came forward to ask, but also Mag was not ready to open the office to persuade him.

Who is idle pain in the balls waiting for a Roast beef to open?

The only people who can catch the attention of passersby now are Amy and Irina, who are sitting in the seats behind the stand.

This gambling was spread in many stalls on Gourmet Food Street, but there were not many supporters of Mag. Instead, many merchants obeyed Mag and broke the rules, fearing that it would affect everyone's stalls here.

After cooking at the Cary BBQ shop, Eck listened to the waiter's report and said coldly with a smile: "Oh, let me pack it for a while and I won't take care of you at 5 o'clock."

"Chef, show me a slapstick," the fat chef with a rolling pin in his hand followed.

"Okay, if you have any grievances in your heart, go out with me until you feel comfortable." With a wave in Eck, the chefs responded for a while.

Sindi looked left and right, and glanced at the watch on Mag's hand. Some were surprised that Mag could wear such a small exquisite magic clock. At the same time, his eye was bright, came forward, and whispered, " That Boss Mag, can you help me see what time it is? "

"It's ten o'clock, it's almost half an hour for Marinate, and it's almost there." Mag glanced at his watch, got up and walked towards the booth, and he wanted to laugh a little. Would he not know the thought of this beard Boss, half an hour The marina time is actually too short, but if you do n’t start it now, it ’s too late.

"Come on!" Sindi encouraged with two big fists.

"Sindi Boss, this kind of action is not suitable for you." Mag glanced at Sindi with a slightly complicated expression.

"Father, come on! Come on!" Amy shouted milkily, holding two small fists.

"Look, this is the standard version." Mag looked at Amy with a smile on his face, and it turned out to be Amy's delight.

"This world that looks at me can't see my interesting spirit, so I chose a beautiful skin." Sindi looked distressed.

"The beautiful skin is cute and cute, and the funny spirit has a beard. This is a judgment question. You don't need to choose it." Mag calmly added charcoal to the oven.

"Boss Mag, you have a hard heart!" Sindi covered her heart.

"This action is not for you."

Sindi said resolutely: "I leave everything to you and hope you don't live up to me."

"Isn't it just a roadside stall on the verge of bankruptcy? I also repurchased your beef, reduced your losses today, and gave you a double-time cashier job. You should thank me "Mag shrugged.

"Boss Mag ..."

"Don't do this. I haven't been to any lakeside or done anything to you. Now, please shut up." Mag glanced at Sindi, but he didn't realize that this guy was acting.

"Okay." Sindi closed her expression and stood beside the stall with expressionless expression.

Finally, Mag, who had been cleaned, tried the temperature by hand, and put a piece of beef on the barbed wire grill.

When the beef touched the hot grill, it immediately made a sound of zi zi.

Mag holds a brush in his left hand to smear one after another beef with a layer of oil. Soon, the scent of the beef gradually develops.

"Dilly-dallying is finally starting to roast? This beef is really cut into pieces? Such a small piece sells a Silver Coin? I'm afraid that Boss is thinking about money and going crazy?"

"I've seen beef sliced ​​and roasted. I've seen roasted whole beef, but I've never seen it cut into slices and roasted. The point is, only one?"

"The Roast beef in the Cary BBQ shop is really delicious. Normally all the nobles are in and out. Even Earl can often see him. How can he compare with others at a roadside stall?"

Passers-by and surrounding stall owners looked at Mag, who finally did it, and suddenly became spiritedly.

"Does this really make delicious beef?" Sindi looked at Mag suspiciously. He reached the mouth several times and swallowed it. Anyway, the beef roasted by his method was not eaten anymore. There is still self-knowledge.

"A guest makes a stroke and I'll watch." Mag took the time to pass the pen and paper aside to the waiter at the Cary BBQ shop who was standing asleep next to the stall.

"Need? I don't think there is even a guest." The waiter glanced at Mag with his nostrils and said disdainfully.

Mag slaps the pen and paper directly on his face, slightly said with a smile: "I'm afraid that for a while, the customers may be wrong about your IQ." "You!" The waiter was slaped directly by Mag's slap. Sober, covering her flushed face, her eyes full of anger.

"Although the words have changed a bit, but the personality is still the same?" Irina silently lowered the chair in her hand.

"This is my gamble with you and Boss. It's yellow, you can't afford it." Mag twitched his lips, turned around and picked up cumin powder and black pepper powder. I don't know what to do, I saved you. It ’s a little life, that chair down, but even Tier-5 magic beast will hit the street.

"When you lose, I will let you know what is cruel!" The employee gritted his teeth and held the pen and paper in his hand, thinking hard in his heart.

The beef was oiling on the grill, and the aroma was slowly spreading.

Cumin powder and pepper powder are evenly sprinkled on the beef, just like the wonderful Catalyst, which makes the originally light beef scent burst into a wonderful barbecue scent instantly, like a delicious bomb spreading in all directions.

"This scent!"

Everyone around the barbecue stalls came at almost the same time!