Chapter 1834: The best way to forget a man is to ...

Hill smiled slightly. She didn't have any doubts about McGonagall's judgment. The successful trial operation of the steam locomotive, as well as the high output of McGonagall's spinning mill, proved the wide availability of the steam engine.
"I heard that Mr. McGonagall had a deep cooperation with Miss Gloria. I don't know when we can also cooperate in some other areas." Hill's red lips slightly raised, and he looked at McGonagall with a smile.
McGonagall raised his eyebrows slightly, and said secretly in his heart that if he changed to another person, he would inevitably want to be crooked. Fortunately, he cheered on the tiger wife, and he naturally felt calm and smiled. , I will naturally come to Miss Hill for the first time. As for these small projects, I will not delay your time. "
"Projects like the railroad, even me, can't take a few." Hill smiled, but he looked forward to it.
"You don't have to stare at me, this kind of project is really gone now." McGonagall shrugged, the steam age has just begun, he is not good to let everyone enter the electrical age directly, he is also afraid of this world It was bad for him to play, and then it would be bad for Heaven to punish any punishment.
"I hope that sometimes, Mr. McGonagall will think of me first." Hill said seriously.
"That's natural." McGonagall took a sip from the glass on the table and then got up to say goodbye. He would go back and cook.
On the way back, McGonagall saw the almost completed temporary stalls on Aden Plaza, which almost occupied the entire central square of Aden Plaza. It can be seen that this food conference is indeed not small.
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"I'm so hard, the brewing is not so tired and so hard, it's almost tired." When eating at noon, Hannah washed her face, went downstairs and collapsed on the table. .
Everyone looked at her with some distress, knowing that the machine in her factory had exploded two days ago, and everything started again.
"Although you are tired now, you will gain something soon." McGonagall took out the last fish-flavored eggplant and glanced at Hannah.
"What's the harvest?" Hannah sat up suddenly, looking at McGonagall with anticipation.
"Dogs are not as tired as you are." McGonagall smiled and sat down opposite Hannah.
"Boss you ..." Hannah stared at McGonagall with a sulking face.
"Yeah, look at the ugly duckling. Every day I ate and slept and ate and happily." Mia touched the ugly duckling eating at her feet and said with a smile.
"All right, let's eat." McGonagall picked up the chopsticks and looked at Hannah with a smile: "I went to the textile factory this morning and found you a group of excellent elf employees, as long as your machine is done, You can start work immediately. "
"Really ?!" Hannah's eyes lit up, her face full of joy, looking at McGonagall with some excitement, "Boss I love you !!!"
"All right, I can't stand it." McGonagall quickly waved his hand, but Irina wasn't there, and Amy, who could write a small book, wasn't there either.
At the end of lunch, McGonagall suddenly heard something and looked at everyone and said: "Yes, there is a food conference the day after tomorrow. The food association invited us to participate. I agreed. The restaurant was closed on the day. We went to the stall."
"But we have so many dishes? It's not easy to operate if you set up a stall?" Yabemia said a little worried.
"We only made four dishes that day, fried octopus whiskers, small octopus balls, and two new dishes using octopus whiskers as ingredients." McGonagall smiled slightly. "And, I will open these four dishes to everyone on that day. Cooking recipes and conduct open teaching on site. "
The restaurant was quiet, and everyone looked at McGonagall somehow.
"Boss, you mean ... do you want to teach everyone to cook those four dishes?" Rina was a little surprised, but this was just the launch of a new popular dish.
"Are there any new dishes that have not yet been launched in the restaurant, and the recipes are also publicly available?" Phyllis was also surprised.
"Yes, I plan to teach everyone to cook this dish so that everyone can make delicious food at home." McGonagall nodded and smiled. "As for those two new products, I don't plan to let them in the restaurant. Going online, if they want to know what it tastes like, they can only go home and make it themselves, or wait for the next restaurant to present them. "
Everyone was even more surprised when they heard it, and some did not understand McGonagall's operation.
"I plan to open a store that specializes in octopus whiskers. The suppliers have already found it. The recipes are opened to teach everyone how to eat this, so as to open up the market. By the way, I can also give a new store a happy promotion." McGonagall explained with a smile .
"Boss, you are a marketing ghost." Angela gave a thumbs up to McGonagall, admiring it wholeheartedly.
Everyone understood the relationship and couldn't help but look at McGonagall.
"Just don't know if the guests who want to eat new products but don't catch up, will feel very angry." Mia smiled.
"It's okay, tomorrow I will write an announcement to inform them that I will launch a new product at the food conference, and only one day, free time will naturally try." McGonagall thought, it is best that they can buy it themselves The octopus must go home to make.
"Boss, did that Miss Audrey like you? I just saw her line up outside again." Yabemia looked at McGonagall and smiled.
"This, I don't know very well." McGonagall sighed, looking up at the ceiling at a forty-five degree angle, with a trace of melancholy in his eyes, "This charm."
Everyone laughed suddenly.
"Okay, clear it up and get ready to start business." McGonagall glanced back her gloomy eyes and said with a smile.
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"Husband, why do we have to line up for so long every time we come to this restaurant? People's legs are standing soft." A charming young woman gently hammered Visenio's with a fisted pink fist Chest whispered in a low voice: "I knew I would play in the car for a while and then come down."
Then I may not be able to come down. Visenio murmured in his heart, but his face was full of spoiled arms around the young woman's slender waist, letting her lean on herself, gently coaxing He said: "Don't worry, your wife will open the door immediately, because the dishes made by Mr. Mai are too delicious, so they have queued up."
His eyes glanced forward. Randy was talking with a gentle and beautiful lady, who nodded her lips and smiled, looking at the gleaming glance of Randy's eyes.
"Huh, it seems that Betty really likes your friend. It's been a long time since I saw her so happy." Bonnie's eyes also fell on the two of them, covering her mouth and laughing lightly: "It is best to forget a man. The solution is to find a more interesting man. "