Chapter 190: Grab her back? (Additional 8/10 for the light dreams of the Alliance)

"This system complies with the basic ethics of commercial competition and never competes with its peers in a way that is lower than the market price. This is not conducive to the healthy and orderly development of the market." The system is a serious way.
"Good, I appreciate your kindness." McGonagall nodded and turned: "So I chose their home."
"But I feel that the timely promotion is conducive to the benign development of the market, which can enhance the customer's desire to purchase, and at the same time alert the practitioners to better serve the guests." The system sounded a little rush.

How many fold?
McGonagall stopped and asked.
"9.8 fold." The system bites the tooth.
McGonagall lifted his leg and left.
"9.5 fold!" The sound of the system has improved a lot.
Meg still doesn't mean to stop.
"Third vomiting blood 10%! Low price big sale!" The system is difficult.
"Ninety-five percent, I remember, wait for the money to buy it again." McGonagall turned and walked toward his own restaurant. He just bought his physical fitness. He now has less than one hundred gold coins, even if he is 10% off. Can't afford it.
Pushing the door into the restaurant, the North Asian Mia is cleaning the table, and quickly greeted Meg, looking at Meg's completely blasted hair, a little want to laugh, but forcibly resisted, the expression is a bit weird.
What makes her even more strange is that Meg seems to have changed. It is not only the head of the explosion, but also different in spirit and body. The tiredness of the face is completely gone, and the black eyes are deep and fascinating. It seems that you will fall into it and you will not be able to extricate yourself.
McGonagall also knows that his hair style is a bit killing Matt, and Yabei Mia nodded and gestured, ready to go upstairs to wash his head. When he walked to the counter, the ugly duckling lying in the car basket suddenly woke up and climbed up and down to see. Looked, some height from the ground, a pair of blue eyes staring at McGonagall, some helpless screaming.
"This height is awkward, are you still a cat?" McGonagall, looking at the eye and the basket is about 30 centimeters away, the counter is 40 centimeters high, looking at the ugly duckling: "You jumped to On the counter, I will hold you down."
"Hey~" The ugly duckling looked up at the counter and looked innocently and looked at McGonagall and shook his head.
"Then you are in the basket." McGonagall didn't mean anything about it. The ugly duckling sticks to Amy most of the time, so he wants to be more courageous, and sometimes he can protect Amy.
What is this oviparous cat? McGonagall is still uncertain, but it is best not to develop a fat orange cat.
"Hey!" The ugly duckling renewed his courage, looked at the counter carefully, and slowly shrank his body in the basket, then leaped in the direction of the counter.
"Snapped!"
The ugly duckling's ability to jump is about ten centimeters worse than imagined. One face slammed into the door of the cabinet, and then the face slowly slipped to the floor against the cabinet. The slightly deformed face was also attached to the cabinet door. God, it seems a bit skeptical about the cat.
"Well, do you think this is not down yourself? But you still need to work hard." McGonagall nodded seriously.
The ugly duck lifted two small claws silently and grabbed his ears.
McGonagall shrugged his shoulders and went to the floor to wash his hair and take a shower.
After taking a shower, Meg, who was dressed in a new chef, was full of comfort, full of mental state and strong and powerful body, which made him feel that a beautiful life had just begun, and everything became more beautiful in his eyes.
The restaurant without guests was clean and quiet after the cleaning of the North Asian Mia, a beam of sunshine came in from the hidden doorway, the ugly duckling lying in the doorway to the sun, some boring rolling from the left to the right, then rolling from the right Go to the left, look at the direction of the door from time to time, seems to be waiting for Amy to come back.
North Asia Mia is also a little bored sitting at a table in front of the window, holding her chin in her hands and looking at Aden Square, I don't know what I am thinking.
"Mia, if you want to learn to dance, you can learn it. Anyway, there are no guests now." McGonagall bent over the music box from the counter and gently put it on the table, laughing.
"No... no boss." Yabei Mia heard the voice get up, her eyes lit up, and some embarrassed hand-wasking.
"I opened it for you, you moved the table yourself, I went to prepare the ingredients, and I should be very busy at noon today." McGonagall smiled and opened the pure land and walked toward the kitchen.
At noon today, he is going to complete the task of getting thousands of people into the store. Now the progress is already 924/1000. It should be no problem. After the completion, you can get the reward for the yellow chicken recipe.
Meg is still very much looking forward to this. After coming here, there is still no white rice with a side dish. Amy should also like it.
Adding 0.5 physical fitness points, McGonagall feels that the whole person has been sublimated. It seems that the very hard-working face has become a lot easier. After simple adaptation, the efficiency has increased linearly. It took more than an hour to get better. The dough was finished in less than half an hour, and it didn't feel tired at all. All of them had two more groups. Today, you can do more with the meat clips at noon today.
Looking up at the movement, which was a bit clumsy, but was very serious and hard to learn to dance, the North American Mia, McGonagall couldn’t help but smile and shook his head. He put his face in the hand and whispered to himself. "If the efficiency is doubled, the business will be doubled. It is still necessary to recruit another waiter. Mia is too busy to be a mistake."
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In the alley near the Gaya Hotel, an elderly elf observed the Sally in the doorway of the hotel with the quilt hanging on the bamboo pole with the crystal prism in his hand. The long blond hair was half white, but the eyes appeared. Deep and wise.
"Ingewell, she is Miss Sally?" Elvin whispered, with a bit of uncontrollable excitement in the tone, found Miss Sally, but he was the first, high bounty and return to the wind forest These can make him go directly to the peak of his life.
"It’s Miss Sally. I saw her with my own eyes at the banquet of the previous year." Ingwi looked at Sally who had returned to the hotel and put away the prism in his hand and nodded calmly.
"So how could she be in this small hotel... as a waiter?" Irvine's tone was still humble, but his heart was quite puzzled.
After meeting Sally at the McMee restaurant yesterday, he followed her to the small hotel. She thought she was only staying here to avoid tracking, but she didn't expect her to be a waiter here.
A noble woman who was nominated as the Queen of the Elf Queen, it was incredible to be a waiter in a small hotel opened by a human woman, sitting and cleaning up the room, drying the quilt and the like.
"This thing is only you, I know, understand?" Ingwi looked at Irvine's eyes and said with a few warnings.
"Yes!" Irvine quickly bowed his head. Ingwi was the ambassador of the Elf in the city of chaos. He was in charge of all the things of the Elf in the city of chaos. He was a powerful seven-level magician, hesitating. Asked again: "But the Ingwi adults, should we take Miss Sally back now?"
Fourth more! ! ! Today's update is complete, then push a book ~ Of course, right, is the legendary self-pushing! Whispering the first long article at the beginning of the book, I personally think that this book is still a bit nice. Some things let me write now, I can’t write the taste. It’s nice to say that I’m constantly Progress is good... Probably one: a splendid spy leader, a lazy disciple with a slap in the face, a moneyless master who has no money, a shy and honest go-go boy, a beautiful and proud princess, and a clean-spoken juvenile killer... This river and lake, this temple is never boring! ! ! Story, when the martial arts look
Well, mainly this book has not been broken, it has always been my heart's obsession ~
The above operations are all done by the system that is not operating.