Chapter 670： Mr. McGonagall’s ambition is not just this small restaurant?

Throughout his life, David has been to many places and has tasted many foods.

Lodul is known as the most gourmet place on the mainland of Nolan. He used to stay there for three years and almost tasted all the famous restaurants of all sizes.

However, the delicious food hidden in his memory is eclipsed at this moment.

The mellow red wine and the succulent beef are wonderfully blended together. This is an incredible taste, and the sauce is more like a magic potion, completely igniting the taste buds in the mouth.

David is a good wine, and he buys a batch of Buffett wines every year. Although it is not comparable to Hill's special offer, it is still the best red wine on the Nolan continent.

But this time he usually wants to drink the wine, compared with the wine contained in the beef, but it is not inferior.

The mellow and non-irritating scent is far from being comparable to the wine in his home, and it suddenly evokes his worm.

When the steak came out, he even felt a pity that such red wine was used by McGonagall to cook.

But now, this idea has already been thrown behind him.

"Only such a delicious beef is worthy of such a good wine, and if there is no such good wine, probably there will not be such a delicious beef!

Even the Atour restaurant will not use such top wines to cook, even their chefs probably can't make such delicious beef!

Unexpectedly, I was able to eat such delicious food in the city of chaos! It really came to the right place today! ”

David admired in his heart, the more chewy the beef, the more tender and juicy, the delicate taste. After swallowing, the taste buds on the tip of the tongue seemed to cheer immediately. People couldn’t help but cut a piece and fed it into their mouths to fill them. Not satisfied.

"The next time you want to eat delicious food, you don't have to spend more than half a month to go to Luodu, you can do it at your doorstep." David finished his steak with satisfaction and then turned to the other menu. dish.

"This steak is so delicious, please give me another one."

"Yeah, the price of 1000 copper coins is completely value-for-money, fresh iron barley beef and black pepper which is more expensive than gold. What is more powerful is the red wine. Just the spices used to make the steak can feel the super high. Quality, better than the 10,000 copper coin of Buffett Winery!"

"The wheat boss really never let me down!"

The guests who have eaten the steaks are full of praise.

The smile on the face of McGregor in the kitchen can make the guests willingly pay for the meal, and they feel that they are taking advantage of it. This kind of happiness is undoubtedly very strong.

Of course, McGonagall also thinks they are taking advantage of it.

Such ingredients, there is such a delicious, if you change a boss, not accepting a 5000 copper coin is a conscience.

At the end of the morning business hours, Sally and Yabei Mia and Barbara packed up the restaurant. McGonagall said that they would like to meet an important guest in the restaurant, let Yabei Mia and Sally take Barbara out to go shopping. There is only one person left in the restaurant.

A luxurious carriage stopped at the entrance of the restaurant. Hill got off the carriage and looked at the Mimi restaurant. His expression was slightly dignified, but his face quickly showed a confident and elegant smile. He walked to the door of the restaurant where he was hanging. , reached out and knocked on the door.

After a while, the doorbell slammed open toward the outside, and Meg held the door with one hand, and looked at Hill, still in a red dress, and smiled: "Miss Hill is very punctual."

"Timekeeping is my habit, but Mr. McGonagall is not going to let me go in for a meeting? I haven't had breakfast yet." Hill smiled at McGonagall as well.

"Miss Hill invited, but the restaurant has been closed." McGonagall sideways let out the door.

"If Mr. McGonagall is willing to make a steak for me in the way of receiving friends, I think this will be a very good start for us to cooperate." Hill looked at Meg's eyes and smiled.

"Since Miss Hill didn't have breakfast because of the appointment to me, I naturally have to make an exception for Miss Hill to make a steak. You are the last guest." McGonagall nodded slightly, his eyes did not hide.

"Mr. McGonagall is really a qualified businessman." Hill looked at McGonagai with a deep look and walked slowly into the restaurant.

"Compared to Miss Hill, it's still a long way off." McGonagall released the hand holding the door. "Miss Hill is sitting at random, I am going to pour you a glass of water and make a steak." Going to the kitchen.

"Good." Hill nodded slightly, his eyes on the restaurant.

This is her first time to come to the Mimi restaurant, the last time as a judge, did not enter the store.

The decoration style of the restaurant looks very comfortable, not extravagant, but the exquisite crystal lamps bring the overall style of the restaurant up to a level.

"This mural..." Hill's gaze fell on the mural on the wall, and the brows of good looks wrinkled slightly, and the eyes glanced down the wall to look at the murals in the entire restaurant, looking at the wheat with a glass of water. Ge, the brow loosened and smiled: "Mr. McGonagall's ambition is not just this small restaurant?"

"Well, I also opened an ice cream shop." McGonagall nodded.

Hill gave a slight glimpse and immediately smiled: "Mr. McGonagall is really an interesting person."

"Miss Hill, please feel free." McGonagall put the cup on the table, turned into the restaurant, and began to make steak for Hill.

The steam engine is a big business. Although Hill is only 18 years old, he is already a veteran businessman. Fortunately, McGonagall is not a chicken.

"It seems to be an interesting negotiation." Hill sat down at the table with the cup and looked at the direction of the kitchen, as if for a long time there was no such thing that made her nervous, with a white silk Gently wiped it on the table, the silk pad was not stained with the slightest dust and greasy, and the expression became more interesting.

"Black pepper steak, cooked, please taste." Not long after, Meg took a steak out and put it in front of Hill.

“Well? The smell of this wine is so special!”

Hill’s eyes lit up.

McGonagall stood by and stood still, watching quietly without speaking.

“The setting is more refined than last night, and the color and flavor are all done. Mr. McGonagall is very serious.” Hill looked at the steak in front of him and smiled. He picked up the knife and fork and gently cut the steak. a corner.

The red wine and gravy spilled from the silver knife, and the scent of the red wine became more pronounced, like the cork that unplugged the barrel, and the scent of the wine was released wildly.

Hill’s eyes grew brighter, and the fork was forked to feed the beef into his mouth.

“This wine! How is it done? It’s even more delicious than the top wines in my winery!”