"Uh--suck, suck, suck~"
"Irene Irene! Try this, it's delicious too!"
"Wow! This sauce is so special!"
"Amu amu~"
"It's a good thing I stayed to eat, otherwise I would regret it to death."
Ron smiled at the corner of his mouth, looked at the two girls opposite who could not escape the law of true fragrance and said, "Eat slowly, there are a lot of ingredients, and if you eat hot pot, you don't have to worry about the dishes getting cold."
"Hmm." Mia nodded while clumsily stuffing a large piece of duck blood into his mouth with chopsticks, with a happy giggle on his face, not at all reserved like a princess.
Irene on the side tried her best to maintain the dignity that a noble lady should have, but her eating speed was no slower than Mia.
Although she has been chewing in small bites, because she has been eating vegetables non-stop, she is not far behind Mia.
Nora is still wearing the work clothes and has not taken off the hat on his head.
She stood at the dining table, filling the cauldron with water, scooping out the foam from the water, serving dishes to the two guests, changing seasonings, and was very busy.
Among the four people present, except for Ron who felt a little uncomfortable looking at Nora's busy figure, the other three did not feel any discomfort at all.
Mia and Irene are usually the eldest ladies who are waited on, and they usually have more than one person accompanying them when eating.
Nora thinks that he is not qualified to eat with them at all, and he also wants to perform well in front of the store manager sister and try to leave a good impression, so he does not feel sad or difficult to accept it.
Underneath the hot pot is a large stove bought by Ron. The three people eating were sweating profusely, but they still felt very comfortable after taking a sip of the cool sour plum juice.
But Nora standing aside was different.
The steam from the hot pot filled the room, making her forehead and back covered with sweat.
While helping to add food, I also wiped my face with a towel to prevent my own sweat from dripping down.
In addition, she did not dare to reveal her identity as Orc, so she always wore a hat and her hair was already wet, which was very uncomfortable.
But she didn't mind at all and seemed to enjoy it very much.
"Brother Ron, did you invent that Elemental Cards by yourself?" Mia's belly was already slightly bulging, and it was only then that he started chatting.
"Yes." Ron nodded, "If you like it, I can give you two pairs."
"That's great! Thank you, brother Ron~" Mia smiled and narrowed his crescent moon.
After dinner, Mia and Irene sat for a while.
Mia took Ron and continued to beat Elemental Cards a few more times, and left Flower Shop around 7 p. m.
Originally Mia was still clamoring to live directly in Flower Shop, and once again used his invincible coquettish skills, but was still grabbed by the ear and taken away by Irene who frowned helplessly.
Nora While clearing away the dishes, he secretly observed what was going on outside the kitchen.
When I finally found out that Her Royal Highness the Princess had really left, I was relieved.
To be honest, Nora was really shocked when he heard that Her Royal Highness the Princess wanted to live there.
It's not that I'm afraid of Princess Mia, but I'm worried about Miss Irene.
After all, Irene is so beautiful, and her movements are very graceful, so she should be a very attractive member of the opposite sex to men.
So when he heard that the two of them were likely to live together, Nora immediately felt wary.
Fortunately, Miss Irene understands the seriousness and knows that there is something wrong with Her Royal Highness living directly in Flower Shop.
Otherwise Nora will probably have dark circles under his eyes again tomorrow morning.
After sending Mia and Irene away, Ron came to Barbecue Shop next door, intending to buy a barbecue for Nora who had not eaten yet.
But as soon as he walked in, Ron noticed something was wrong.
There are a bit few people.
It's not that there were really few guests.
At least for those who are here for the first time, if you take a quick look at it, you will see that the entire store is 80% full, which should be quite good.
But for the increasingly popular Lyle Barbecue Shop, this is quite abnormal.
Normally at this time, the store would already be full of people, and even the open-air seats in the backyard would already be occupied.
Where will there be extra room for those who come after us?
Ron realized something was wrong and immediately went to the kitchen.
Maybe it's just business that's not going well today?
Ron guessed this in his mind, walked into the kitchen, and immediately discovered the problem--
There is no one else in the kitchen, only Lyle is sweating the barbecue.
"Lyle?"
"Ron?" Lyle turned his head subconsciously, and when he saw Ron, he immediately smiled bitterly, "Sorry, I can't spare my time at the moment. If you want something, just tell me."
Ron frowned and shook his head. "It seems you are in trouble?"
"... Yeah." Lyle sighed, his hand movements were not slow at all, and the condiment bottle flew in his hand, "Amelia and Ralph resigned..."
"Has it been poached?" Ron raised his eyebrows. He saw that Lyle had finished baking one portion and was about to take the plate to send it out, so he stretched out his hand to stop it, "What's the table number? I'll send it away, and you can bake the rest."
"No. 7."
Ron delivered the barbecue to the guests' tables and returned to the kitchen.
The two continued the previous topic.
"Yes, they were poached." Lyle showed a helpless expression, "The other party seems to be very wealthy, and they have secretly colluded with my two employees. While secretly guessing my seasoning plan, they secretly trained a group of employees who know this new type of barbecue."
"Two people resigned this evening. At the same time, three new Barbecue Shop restaurants opened on Eckley Street alone. They all use the same barbecue method as ours."
"I heard from customers who came to eat barbecue in the store that there are similar Barbecue Shops on other streets, far more than Eckley Streets."
Ron fell silent and just served him the barbecue.
Lyle is more open-minded on the contrary, or it may be self-comfort:
"Actually, you've expected this situation a long time ago, haven't you? You already told me about the possibility of this situation when you told me the recipe for the seasoning."
"It's just that I thought at the time that as long as I hid the seasoning formula well enough, it wouldn't be exposed so quickly."
"And the salaries of Amelia and Ralph are five or six times higher than before."
"It's a pity... no matter how high the salary is, it can't compare with the temptation of being the owner of a store."
"But I'm mentally prepared for this. It's not a big problem."
"I will hire two more employees tomorrow. Although retraining will take some time, I will be busy in the past few days."
"The old customers in the store are very considerate. Many people will come to my store even if a new store opens nearby, so the customer flow will not decrease too much."
"Compared to the original Barbecue Shop, the current business is still very good."
Ron Unexpectedly, Lyle seems to have a surprisingly good mentality?
All in all, it's pretty good that I haven't been hit or depressed.
In this regard, Ron had no good solution. He could only say, "I can give you a few more seasoning recipes, but it won't be of much significance."
"Now that the other party has researched your seasoning, he will probably tinker with it himself in the future."
"These preparation methods are all very similar. Once you learn one, you can easily develop other condiments. It all depends on whether you are willing to spend time."
Lyle quickly expressed gratitude. "Thank you, Ron."
Ron leaned against the door frame and smiled, "If you really want to thank me, bake one for me. My employees are still hungry right now."
"No problem!"
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