The best way to appease the customers'' resentment is to let them eat satisfactory food, and let them get a good value for money queuing dining experience.

    This is what McGonagall clearly realizes and is committed to.

    The appearance of red oil chaoshou really adds new options to the taste choice of breakfast.

    Meg''s taste for breakfast is related to his mood. Sometimes he wants something light, sometimes he wants something heavy.

    Some of them are the best.

    "Today is another two new dishes, boss, you are so good!" Abelmia came early this morning. As soon as she came in, she looked at MEG admiringly.

    As a woman with no talent in cooking, abelmia especially admired Meg''s continuous creation of delicious new dishes.

    He seems to have a lot of delicious food in his mind, and he can easily create amazing delicious food.

    "We have to make something new for our expectant guests, don''t we?" McGonagall squeezed his hand and said.

    "It doesn''t look too difficult. Can I help you?" Abelmia watched the meeting, some eager to try.

    MEG took a look at her, nodded and said, "if you want to do it, you can try it."

    "All right." Abelmia washed her hands, dried them, began to pull down a small dough like Meg, and then pressed it with a rolling pin.

    A big pancake, quietly lying on the board.

    Abelmia buckled it for a while, and then managed to get the rotten pancake off the cutting board. Her expression was slightly embarrassed.

    Did not expect to look simple rolling, even put her to difficult.

    "Just use my hand copied bag." McGonagall said with a smile, indicating with his eyes the thin plagiarized leather stacked next to him.

    It''s a kind of thin and suitable hand leather. You can feel its tenacity in your hand, but it''s thin and transparent to the light.

    Abelmia, like Meg, scooped out a scoop of mince and put it in the middle of the pancake. After thinking for a while, she folded it in half and squeezed it tightly. Then she began to pinch out the marks one by one.

    Looking at the hands of a kind of copying, abelmia nodded with satisfaction, as if it was not as difficult as expected.

    McGonagall looked at the plagiarized hands in her hand and said calmly, "the plagiarized hands you wrapped up like this will disperse before you get into the water."

    "Really?" Abelmia was stunned. She looked at her own bag and Meg''s bag. She didn''t feel much difference.

    "When you make a bag like this, you first pinch the corners together, and then slowly pinch them together along the edge, ring by ring. It looks more beautiful. At the same time, it''s not easy to expose the stuffing in the process of cooking, which affects the taste and beauty." McGonagall demonstrated and taught at the same time.

    "I learned."

    Abemia nodded knowingly and then wrapped one. As a result, she squeezed out half of the stuffing

    "Learning is useless." McGonagall laughed, but encouraged, "just try a few more times."

    Before long, Phyllis also came and joined the ranks of Bao chaoshou.

    Phyllis''s talent is much higher than that of abelmia. After a short time, she has made a model. Abelmia sighs.

    McGonagall finished his work and took away the bags of abelmia and Phyllis. It''s a simple remedy. This morning, their breakfast was the waste of these bags.

    In the morning, Phyllis and abelmia, who made their own hand-made rice dumplings, called for red oil rice dumplings, while Sheryl chose a light breakfast. Sliced noodles and soup dumplings became everyone''s new favorite.

    McGonagall cooked four bowls of red oil Chao Shou. When Amy got up in the morning and saw the wrapped Chao Shou, she called for a bowl. He also wanted to eat something hot to wake up the morning.

    Chaoshou rises and falls in the red soup, dotted with cooked sesame seeds, and sprinkled with a handful of fresh chives. The hot air rises with the smell of chicken soup and the spicy red oil, which makes people feel refreshed when they smell it.

    "Gulu, it smells good." Anna swallowed her saliva and felt that her noodles didn''t seem so attractive.

    People can''t help but look at it a few more times. Although some of the things they eat in the morning are too heavy, they can''t help but want to taste it.

    "I did this. It''s really a little scattered." Yabeimia looked at a bowl of red oil hand copied in front of her and picked up a crooked mouth hand copied. The corner had opened a little, but fortunately the meat didn''t come out.

    I blew the heat and took a bite.

    It is tender and delicious, with thin and smooth skin and rich gravy. The mixture of spicy and sweet gravy makes the taste buds crazy. They just chew it and swallow it.

    The spicy feeling blooms in the mouth, along the throat, all the way warm to the stomach.

    This kind of feeling is really wonderful!

    After swallowing a plagiarized hand, abelmia exclaimed, "eat well!"

    "Yes, it''s delicious! It''s a little spicy, but it''s really tender and smooth Phyllis, with tears in her eyes, nodded.

    As an elf who hardly eats spicy food and only rinses soup in hot pot, the spicy taste is too much for her.

    But it doesn''t affect his love for this plagiarism at all!

    It''s different from the feeling of eating meat after eating soup. With red oil soup, it makes the hand copying more wild.

    Red soup in addition to crisp spicy red oil, the bottom soup with chicken soup, sweet chicken soup, let the taste to a higher level.

    "This soup tastes like this." Amy took a spoon, gently peeled off the red oil on the surface of the soup, and then scooped up a spoonful of soup and fed it to her mouth.

    People just feel a tight throat, secretly guess how spicy it will be.

    But Amy is a pair of enjoyment appearance, even drink several mouthfuls of soup, just began to eat chaoshou.

    After a while, tiny Qiong''s nose was covered with tiny beads of sweat. She seemed to be eating very well.

    McGonagall also ate it. It was delicious, but it was a little poor. After all, it was made by Phyllis and abelmia, and the degree of completion was poor.

    But they eat it by themselves. It''s no problem to eat it casually. It''s not good to waste food materials.

    Later, the food for the guests is all wrapped by himself, and the taste is absolutely comfortable.

    As for spicy chicken, it''s a lunch dish.

    Whether it''s food or wine, it''s a good dish. McGonagall hasn''t made it for you to taste, so he''s looking forward to it.

    Before the opening hours in the morning, two fairy girls came again with the little mermaid picture book they were going to sell today.

    As a sideline of the restaurant, selling picture books is really a good business.

    After all, it''s hard to find anywhere else for a business that easily makes millions a day.