The daily life of being a fried chicken chef in Meiman

"This damn boss, he lied to me!"

The girl who was deeply addicted to the chicken soup made by Galio stood in front of Ellie's Fried Chicken Shop early in the morning, stamping her feet and pouting her mouth and saying dissatisfiedly.Pinshu.com.

"Aili's Fried Chicken Restaurant is being renovated today? It will be closed for three days?"

Walking into the closed glass door, Vince stretched out his white and tender palms to pick up the small sign hanging on the glass door, looked at the English letters on it, and read.

"Three days!"

Wen Ersi's pretty little face showed deep despair.

"Any words?"

Turning the small sign over, Wells discovered that there was a line of words written behind the small sign.

"The chef at the fried chicken restaurant has limited manpower and only serves thirty bowls of potato, carrot, and chicken soup every day?"

"Damn it! Aren't you going to recruit more chefs? Such a big fried chicken restaurant doesn't even have a chef!"

Wens held her mouth and returned to the original route gloomily. Today, she really had no appetite to touch the soup from other breakfast restaurants.

She vowed to be loyal only to the fried chicken restaurant’s potato, carrot and chicken soup.

On the sparsely populated street, a lonely figure gets farther and farther away, and finally disappears into the horizon.

"Honey, is this bad?"

From the window on the second floor, a couple quietly observed Wen Ersi's condition through the glass.

"No...this...this is a test for her."

Hank said.

"Okay, now I have to ask Galio to hide in my van."

Shrugging his shoulders, Hank held his wife's head with both hands and kissed her deeply on the forehead.

"My poor truck..."

Sighing, Hank looked at the little Lolita who was wearing bunny pajamas with strands of crystal fluid flowing from the corners of her mouth, and said.

"Ellie, do you want to go play with Galio?"

A gentle greeting to the sleeping Ariel was no less than the sound of an atomic bomb exploding. Between the lightning and flint, Hank could only vaguely see a white light rushing down the stairs.

"I am jealous."

Shaking his head, Hank hurriedly followed Ellie, fearing that she would accidentally step on the smooth floor and fall, which would be very painful.

In the dark warehouse, in order to prevent outsiders from knowing the secrets of the small store, Hank locked all the surrounding doors tightly. Without the key, there was no way to get in unless strong measures were used.

Hank also talked to Galio. If Galio wanted to leave, he could just fly out of this seemingly solid but actually fragile warehouse. He didn't want Galio to think that Hank was under house arrest.

"I have to be careful in this world. I can feel the smell of magic coming from all directions."

Galio smiled slightly and said to Hank.

He breathed out a sigh of relief, and after Hank expressed his sincere gratitude to Galio, he finally regarded Galio as a family member.

No one would refuse to be friends with a stone giant, let alone a kind stone giant?

"Yes, I've seen flying steel, and a green humanoid tank."

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"Gario! I'm here to play with you!"

The little rabbit jumped up and came to the side of Galio who was looking at his palms in a daze. Seeing the motionless Galio, the little rabbit took out a white finger and tapped Galio's calf.

The little loli, who is only 1.2 meters tall, stands on tiptoes so that her face cannot even touch the top of her thighs.

"Gario, the decoration company will arrive around nine o'clock in the afternoon. It's almost 08:30 now. Can you hide in the truck first?"

Hank looked at his watch and said.

"Ok."

Nodding, Galio didn't show any impatience.

"Actually, we should have done it earlier."

Hank asked Ellie to chat with Galio first, while he quietly walked out of the gate and wandered around a 100-meter radius of his fried chicken restaurant in several circles, also to prevent Some people captured photos of Galio.

If those capitalists were made aware of Galio's existence, they might have artillery missiles placed at their doorsteps that day, which would be a great surprise.

"Looks like there's no one there."

Hank, dressed in sportswear, jogged slowly along the streets and alleys. Although he was sweating profusely, he still couldn't hide his rolling eyes.

"Quick, quick, dear, open the door quickly, I'm going to drive the truck over now!"

After jogging all the way downstairs, Hank took out his mobile phone and dialed Green's number, speaking to his wife in a low voice.

"Kakkaka!"

The rolling shutter door of the warehouse opened little by little, and the loud noise made Hank feel as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

The early morning sunlight shines from the opposite side of the warehouse, imprinting on Galion's white marble body, especially the gold decoration on the body joints and head, which does not make it look luxurious and noble.

Instead, it made Galio even more powerful, like a mountain-like god.

Come in, Galio, before the bad guys see you!

Seeing that the rolling shutter was almost open, Hank quickly let Galio get into the large truck that had just been replaced and the container he was carrying.

"Boom!"

"squeak……"

"boom!"

Drill the box three times in a row.

"Even if I starve to death, even if I jump from here, I won't let Galio ride in my car!"

Hank covered his face with his hands and said without tears.

"Don't be sad, dad. Galio will make delicious food to compensate you in the future."

Ellie also followed Hank's example, squatting next to her father, pouting and saying softly.

The sound was sticky, like eating marshmallows.

Seeing that her comfort had no effect, Ellie supported her chin with her thumb and index finger, and used her little mind to think about things that could make her father happy.

"Don't be sad daddy."

Ellie finally made up her mind, hugged Hank's head, and pressed her small mouth on Hank's stubble-covered face.

"＾3＾Boo..."

"Don't be sad!"

"Are you finally willing to kiss me?"

Hank suddenly opened his hands, made a face at Ellie, and laughed.

"Okay, you are such a big man and you are still jealous."

Green nudged his husband in a funny way.

"Drip!"

A car horn sounded, and Hank let Ellie ride on his shoulders and trotted out the door.

"Flying! The people who will help us decorate our new home are here! Ellie, leave quickly!"

Galio sat motionless inside the truck container, holding the Ring of Dolan in both hands and staring at it quietly.

Whenever Galio is in a daze, he likes this, watching the blue magic pouring into his body.

Years of sleep have made him very stingy with magic. Unless there is a critical moment, Galio will not use magic.

ps: If I, Fat Tiger, don’t have thirty recommendation votes and book lists when I go to bed, I will beat everyone here.

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