Gelji’s roar was an advertisement for the reopening of Maimi Restaurant.

Guests arrived one after another, and soon the shop was full again.

"Oh...I'm back after all."

The breakfast shop owners in the southwest corner of Aden Square stood at the door, looking at the long lines that gradually lined up in front of the Maimi restaurant, which was a bit sour.

"This is the return of the king, even if the door is closed for a month, you will still be your uncle when you come back." A boss exclaimed.

The bosses are a little worried, but the loyal customers of Mai Mi Restaurant are all happy like the New Year.

"It's careless! These young people don't talk about morality. They obviously came here earlier than me on the first day of opening." Vivian stared at the beautiful eyes, watching the Maimi restaurant lined up. The long line is a bit weird.

She also thought about eating for a while and bringing a breakfast to her father. She just came back from the front line of the battlefield yesterday. She woke up again this morning and was busy with various affairs, and she probably forgot to eat breakfast again.

But it’s all here, even if it makes sense to line up.

Mai Mi restaurant guests are very conscious, finish eating comfortably, and then check out neatly and leave without delay, making the guests in line behind uncomfortable.

Knife sliced ​​noodles and soup dumplings, as new products, are welcomed by customers today.

And these two noodles really live up to expectations, and they have conquered the customers who ordered their meals with their deliciousness.

Wrap the soup into the thin steamed bun skin, just this amazing pastry skill, it impressed the customers.

The process of making sliced ​​noodles is more like watching a peculiar performance.

Several children watched it and forgot to eat it. They were very fascinated.

"Dad, I want to learn this." A little girl who had just learned to talk said, pointing in the direction of the kitchen.

"Daddy wants to learn too, but he doesn't agree with these first hands." Her father said helplessly.

Meg has seen many regular customers, and will greet them in his spare time.

The one-armed knight sitting by the window, drinking soy milk with his head down, attracted his attention.

Kandi is still silent, his empty right arm looks a bit dazzling, but the sapphire sword on his waist is still proud.

McGonagall looked out, and the black donkey was tilting his head and stealing the newly sprouting shoots.

"Send it to the one-armed knight sitting by the window, it is said that it was the dividend that Nubuat invested." McGonagall took a bamboo cage and handed it to Mia.

"Okay." Mia walked over with the bun.

Kandi was a little surprised at first, after listening to Mia’s explanation, a smile appeared on his face, and he turned his head and raised his hand in the direction of the kitchen.

Mag smiled back.

Speaking of which, Kande was still the first group of guests in the restaurant.

He may no longer take dragon slaying as a goal, but he is still that proud knight.

I don’t know how long he will stay in the City of Chaos this time. He may soon leave on his new buddy, continue the next journey, and then come back here for a short rest.

An interesting guest.

"A cage of soup dumplings and a Yangzhou fried rice are packed and taken away." Vivian checked out, and then made a serious promise: "I will take it back to the city lord's mansion as quickly as possible, in my arms. And watched my father eat them with his own eyes to ensure that this cage of soup dumplings was eaten in the best condition."

Mia looked at Vivian with a smile on her mouth, but she shook her head and said, “In the sequence where the soup pouch can no longer be packaged, let’s change one.”

The soft and thin skin of the soup bag can not withstand bumps. If one accidentally breaks on the road, the soup bag will lose its soul.

Megdin’s rules have always been strictly adhered to and will not open the door to anyone.

In order to allow guests to eat the most perfect food, he has strict requirements for the food to be taken out.

"What about the sliced ​​noodles?" Vivian asked weakly.

"Sliced ​​noodles are not acceptable either." Mia shook her head.

The best time to eat noodles is also very short. When the noodle soup is cold, the noodles will stick together, and the taste will become sticky and bad because of the long soaking time.

"Well, it seems that my father has no good food anymore, so he can only let him eat by himself next time." Vivian shrugged, but did not force it, instead ordering a preserved egg and lean meat porridge and a Yangzhou fried rice .

……

City Lord Mansion, City Lord Office.

Michael has just finished reviewing a batch of documents. In the past few days, he went to the front line of the ice field, and a lot of affairs have accumulated in the city lord’s mansion.

Besides, the peace treaty was signed before, but the various affairs that have been postponed because of the war should continue to advance, especially the reciprocity plan with the goblin tribe and the dwarf tribe, which is the focus of his work for the next period of time.

"When the railway to the Dwarf Kingdom is opened, the connection between the three places will become closer, and commercial development will inevitably become more active. This is a grand occasion that has not been seen in a thousand years." Thinking of this, Michael couldn't bear it. He was a little excited and muttered to himself.

"Gurulu"

A loud voice brought Michael's thoughts back.

He frowned slightly. He woke up early in the morning before he had time to eat. Everyone was busy at this time. It seemed that he could only eat at noon.

"Father, are you not going to have breakfast again?" The study door was pushed open, and Vivian walked in with her hands behind her back.

"Why, I have already eaten breakfast." Michael said with a smile, he should prevent his girl from going to her mother to file a complaint.

"Huh, in that case, it seems that no one has eaten the breakfast I brought. It is a pity." Vivian took out the hand hidden behind her and put the Yangzhou fried rice and preserved egg and lean meat porridge on the desk. Open the lid and say leisurely.

The scent of fried rice mixed with the scent of preserved egg and lean meat porridge went straight to Michael's nose.

"Glulululu"

Originally wanted to save a bit of face for himself, he said that he was not hungry so that Michael smiled awkwardly.

No way, I have my own thoughts.

"Hurry up and eat, but don't get hungry, or I will go to my mother to file a complaint." Vivian smiled and pushed the two breakfasts directly in front of Michael, and took out the spoon intimately.

"So much, do you want to eat together?" Michael looked at Vivienne, his heart was warm, his little padded jacket has grown up, he knows how to feel sorry for this father.

"No, I just had breakfast." Vivian shook her head and said with a look of excitement: "Boss Mai launched two new products today. The soup dumplings and the sliced ​​noodles are all delicious! It's a pity that you can't take it out. Originally I wanted to bring you something, how about we eat together tomorrow?"

"Okay, I'll arrange a time tomorrow." Michael nodded and drank the porridge, thinking that this was the porridge made by Alex himself.

After all, he was still on the front line of the ice field yesterday to force the bone-slashing dragon, drew Cthulhu into the seal, and ended this critical war on Nolan.

And then...

Today he returned to Mai Mi Restaurant, opened for business, and introduced two new products by the way.

And let his old father feel the love from his daughter.