Chapter 1196: Father, who is this woman?

"This is a bicycle. Your job is to be a takeaway. It is responsible for delivering food to the guests. In order to keep the food fresh, you need a faster delivery speed. Before you officially start your job, you must first learn to ride a bicycle. Meg explained.
"Bicycle?" Connie walked around the bicycle. "As long as you sit up, can it run the car yourself?"
"That's called a driverless car." McGonagall shook his head. He didn't want to continue the sand sculpture conversation with Connie. He held the handlebars and stepped onto the bicycle. "I will show you how to ride a bicycle. Before sunset, you have to learn it." ""
"Yeah." Connie sighed and looked at McGonagall seriously. She had already thought about it. She had to work hard to stay in the restaurant, and then make money to improve her strength and return to the tribe to save her brother as soon as possible.
The big bad guy has become the new chieftain. My brother doesn't know how long he can live. If he completely controls the tribe, he might kill his brother. You must find a way as soon as possible!
McGonagall rides a bicycle and explains how to step on the pedals, how to keep the body balanced, and how to brake to stop the car.
"Is it going?" McGonagall stopped at Connie and looked at her.
"The eyes will be." Connie nodded.
"You are really honest." Meg was speechless, and put the handlebars in the hands of Connie. "Start practicing, don't fall a few times, there is no way to learn to ride a bicycle."
"Well, I will definitely learn." Connie said confidently, holding the handlebars in both hands, and then learning the previous Meg's movements, turning the bicycle, placing her feet on the pedals, and then starting to sway Right, shake hard and strive to maintain balance.
McGonagall stood by, and the body couldn't help but sway around.
Five minutes later, McGon looked at Connie, who was still stepping on the pedal and shaking around in the same place. He couldn’t help but say: "How about practicing balance beam? You are going!"
"Oh." Connie responded. She just lifted her foot and kept the balance for five minutes broken. The body leaned to the right and plunged into the thick snow in the haystack. The whole head of the helmet was trapped. Go in.
"Oh, got stuck! Help!" Connie's weak cry for help came out of the snow, and the two legs hanging in the air were groaning weakly.
McGonagall went over and grabbed Connie's two legs and pulled her out of the snow. This little one is not heavy.
After the feet landed again, Connie's body swayed and stood still, then panicked: "How dark is it! I am stunned?"
"Continue to contact." McGonagall erased the snow on the helmet. He said plainly that he has gradually become accustomed to her sand sculpture behavior. Although the first fall was a bit funny, Connie's balance was really good. This is undoubtedly a very useful talent for learning bicycles.
"Yeah." Connie responded and continued on the train.
After being asked by McGonagall from the snow for the nth time, Connie finally took a bicycle and rode forward with a twist. Although it was almost dumped many times in the middle, she was saved by her good balance.
"Wow! I learned to ride a bicycle..." Connie's words were not finished, and they were planted in the snow.
Meg, some helplessly walked over and brought her out of the snow, and said coldly: "Go ahead."
The first contact with a bicycle can achieve this level in such a short period of time. Connie's learning talent is actually good, but in order not to let her be too proud, she can't praise her.
After more than an hour of practice, after a total of n falls, Connie had a neat brake drift, parked the car in front of McGonagall, stretched out the helmet, steamed his head, and his face was full of fun. Smile, looking at McGonagall: "I learned it?"
"Yes, you have already learned." McGonagall looked at Connie, who was full of sweat, but full of smiles, and there was some change in her heart.
If the girl falls down again and again like her, it is estimated that she will be crying at the side, or give up directly.
Can Connie not, like a slap in the face, fell again and again, climbed again and again, and fell to the ground several times and quickly climbed up.
This is not like the cat-eared mother who just said a few words.
"Then I am going to start working now?" Connie was eager to try.
"No, I will take you to familiarize yourself with the streets of the chaotic city and send the takeaway. The most important thing is to deliver the food quickly and accurately to the guests. So after receiving the order, you need to know that you need to Where the food is sent and how the route should go is a very important thing.
McGonagall shook his head and pointed to the upper right corner of Connie’s helmet.

Where I installed a map, I can't do it in real time, but as long as you report the destination, it will automatically plan an optimal delivery route for you.

Connie put the helmet back on, and a black map appeared on the top right.
"It's amazing." Connie's eyes widened. Mr. McGonagall was a genius. Not only did he invent the bicycle, he even invented such a magical map.
McGonagall launched his bicycle, rode the car, and looked at Connie. "Remember, don't untie the helmet when you're outside, so no one can recognize you."
"Uh-huh." Connie nodded, Mr. McGonagall thought really thoughtful, and the helmet was not heavy on the head, and it was super warm inside. She didn't want to pick it off when she went out.
"Let's go, I will take you to the city of chaos." McGonagall took the bike first, and Connie quickly climbed onto the bicycle and followed McGonagall.
"Hey? Who is this cute cat-ear sister? Father father actually taught her to ride a bicycle, and just came out from the restaurant together. What is the relationship between them? Should this matter be recorded in small books? "The second floor of the magic potion shop, Amy squatted at the window, watching the two people far away, whispered softly.
McGonagall took Connie to turn the film in the south of the city. When the time was approaching five o'clock, she took her back to the restaurant.
Anyway, the system only required him to open the take-out permission, and other aspects gave him a lot of autonomy, so he decided to carry out limited take-away delivery in a limited area.
Since the food is in short supply, he never thought about making money by taking out. It means that it is almost the same as sending a few orders. The most important thing is to complete the system task. It is the most important thing to get the hot pot recipe.
"Father, who is this woman?" McGonagall and Connie just arrived at the restaurant, and Amy pushed in.