Chapter 1155: I didn’t expect to have such a wonderful restaurant.

At the end of the noon business, McGon went to the city with a white ink.
The white artillery workshop was built on the plains ten miles away from the city. It was very deserted everywhere. It was everywhere in the loess, and a loess courtyard was standing there.
"I bought this piece of land. No one will come here on weekdays, so I have to worry about what to do." Mobai stopped the carriage and watched Meg, who came out of the carriage, smile.
"It's quite good. The two heroes who played one star in the same year also exchanged the world's nuclear level in such a tough environment." McGonagall stood on the rut and looked around in a circle. The deserted plain was indeed a bit big northwest. a feeling of.
"Come in." Ink white is a good horse, opened the big lock hanging on the courtyard door, pushed the door and went in.
McGonagall jumped out of the carriage and followed the yard.
As soon as I entered the yard, a gunpowder smell came out. There were iron blocks piled up everywhere in the yard. There were two artillery pieces in the corner. The style was already a bit like a red cannon.
"Mae boss, you see, this is the artillery I made. These two items were newly made in the previous two days. Some improvements have been made. They have been blown up and become scrap iron." White-collared McGonagall toward the corner. The artillery in it went.
Although McGon graduated from mechanical design, he was not a gun manufacturer. After all, he did not have any in-depth research on advanced artillery. He could only make some suggestions on the manufacturing process of these two artillery from the mechanical point of view. The quenching method enhances the heat resistance of the barrel, polishes the inside of the barrel, and thickens the barrel.
Moreover, McGonagall further improved the structure of the artillery, from the original ignition emission to the firing ignition type.
When I was in class, the teacher took a World War II German artillery as a case, and he remembered the structure chart and parameters. As to whether the craft level can reach this standard, it is a white matter.
"What a subtle design, Mai boss, you are a genius!" In white, looking at the new drawing, amazed.
"I just stood on the shoulders of the predecessors." McGonagall shook his head with a smile.

Is there anyone else studying artillery?
White was curious and asked McGonagall.
"At the moment, there should be only you and me." McGonagall shook his head.
"This complete concept, Mai boss is willing to show me, I really do not know how to thank you." Ink white holding the drawing, can not put it down.
McGonagall looked at the white face and said seriously: "I can provide you with the drawings for free, but I want to make a deal. After the artillery has been successfully researched, you can only accept my order, and you can't make the artillery manufacturing technology. And the drawings were handed over to the third person."
"Will the boss want a gun?" In the white, some accidentally looked at McGonagall.
"If the peace agreement cannot be signed, the world may once again fall into chaos. I am an ordinary person, and I have to have a little self-defense." McGonagall said with a smile.
"This way, rest assured, there is definitely a lot of people who will protect you with the chef of Mai, and there are not adults like Krassu and Julian." White smiled and said: "But your condition is me." I promised, how much you want in the future, just say one thing, my goal is the dragon, and I don’t plan to make money with artillery."
McGonagall nodded slightly, and he chose to hand over the artillery technique to the white ink, also because of this.
"In addition to the artillery, I want to customize a batch of mines to you..." McGonagall said.
An hour later, McGonagall returned to the restaurant in a white carriage.
"Stupid big, don't hit the iron. Go back early today. This order has stopped. From tomorrow, you will go to the workshop outside the city with me. There are a number of new orders that need to be expedited." Ink returned to the workshop. Said to the deer deer who is vigorously waving the hammer.
"Oh, okay." The deer smacked a sweat, then the iron on the handle was turned into a sword embryo, and then the hammer was let go.
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"What are you talking about? Adams' hair was grown out of a bowl of Buddha's wall in that restaurant. Adams also sent a plaque to him today?" In the Gudel Manor, Chanil looked at it. The man, a surprised face.
"Yes, this morning, I saw the young Master Adams sent the plaque to the Mai boss of the Mai Mi restaurant. The above words read the four characters of 'Shengfa Master'." The middle-aged man nodded quickly and indulged: " Moreover, I also heard a message that the Buddha jumped the wall not only to give birth, but also to the knights who have the effect of enhancing their strength. Yesterday, after a class of knights drank a bowl of Buddha jumping the wall, they directly broke through the second level."
"You mean, Adams can break through the fourth level overnight, but also because he drank the Buddha's wall?" Channier's voice increased a bit, and some ridiculous: "How can there be such a soup in this world? God medicine?"
"It seems that you must have never heard of the Mai Mi restaurant, but it is quite a legendary restaurant. The food made by Mai Bo is not only delicious, but also has some unusual magical effects.
For example, the women who have been treated by the city of chaos are regarded as the tofu brain of the beauty and beauty sacred objects. Regular consumption can not only moisturize the skin, remove wrinkles, but also eliminate some scars and markings that even the magician can do nothing. The effect of this Buddha jump wall has been verified by several guests who have taken it, and it must be wrong. The middle-aged man smiled and said that when he was the boss of Mai, there was an inexplicable confidence.
"Mimi restaurant, I did not expect this wonderful restaurant." Chanil thought thoughtfully.
Yesterday's things were such that he had lost his face, but it was already here, setting a ten-year agreement, and giving Adams a decade, he did not have much trouble and regret.
He didn't want Adams to hate him for a lifetime. The Morton family was a forerunner. He could wait for ten years.
But he was really curious about how Adams made his hair grow.
It was just that yesterday's situation was too embarrassing. He couldn't help but ask Adams. This gentleman gave him a very valuable news.
Long hair is not too late, no matter what age.
Chanel smiled and reached out and the middle-aged man shook his hand. "Thank you for providing me with an important message. I remember the last time you talked to my secretary about it. Are you talking to me?" s plan……"
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"Okay, everyone will go back soon today." After five o'clock, Chris urged the clerk to get off work.
"What happened to the iron today? Let us get off work so early?" The clerk looked at Chris's rushing back and couldn't help but groan.