Chapter 2209: New tool man

Opening the door to the Saipan tavern, which had been closed for several days, McGonagall felt emotional.
When I came to Luodu that day and bought this shop, I also wanted to make Saipan Tavern the best pub in Luodu.
But now he just wants to find someone to take the order and go unrestrained and comfortable by himself.
You see, adult giving up is always so easy.
However, the thriving Romo Street is shining its second spring, and McGonagall, holding half of the street in his hand, has already made a lot of profits.
"Master!" Before McGonagall and the others sat down, Mara ran into the door, greeted everyone in a circle, and approached McGonagall intimately, "I have learned how to make cold pork tongue!"
"Really?" McGonagall smiled.
"Well, I made one yesterday. The lady said it was delicious, and it's ready to be sold." Mara nodded her head, her face full of confidence.
"I happen to have a pig tongue here, you make one and I will try it." McGonagall took Mara directly into the kitchen and took a pig tongue out of the refrigerator.
There are many standards for deliciousness. There is a difference between Effie's and McGonagall's.
Mara's cooking talent is not bad, and daily practice is considered diligent, but whether the dishes can meet his requirements remains to be verified.
"Okay!" Mara took off her apron from the side and tied it, washed her hands again, and started making cold pork tongue.
McGonagall stood at the door of the kitchen and nodded slightly as she watched Mara's familiar movements. It seemed that she had indeed worked hard these days.
This made McGonagall quite gratified.
At the beginning of learning to cook may be enthusiasm, but the most rare thing is the long-term persistence.
Mara's attitude towards cooking is at least serious.
The pig's tongue was marinated in the pot, and McGonagall looked at Mara who was free and asked with a smile: "Cooking involves diligent practice. How about being a boss? Are you prepared?
"Be the boss?" Mara blinked and shook her head. "No way, I can't learn this."
"Is the Saipan Tavern planning to reopen? There are a lot of alcoholic people asking about it these days." Effie walked in and said with a smile.
"I think our lady can." Mara immediately threw the pot and looked at Effie for help.
"Come here today to ask Miss Effie what she thinks about and whether she is willing to take over the Saipan Tavern." McGonagall said while looking at Effie with a smile.
Handing the Saipan Tavern to Mara, he was really not at ease.
But Effie is different, she is a veteran and a smart woman.
Effie stopped, looked at McGonagall's eyes, and asked seriously: "This tavern, you really don't plan to open it?"
"From the very beginning, this was a tavern dictated by interest. It was purely an accident to be liked by customers. Now there are more important things waiting for me to do, so this tavern can only be handled by more suitable people. ." McGonagall looked at Effie, "Like Miss Effie."
"No, it's not an accident that Saipan tavern can be welcomed." Effie shook his head, "Mr. Hades, you are professional. Whether it is the positioning and decoration of the store, or brewing and cooking, they are all in other taverns in Luodu. Above, no matter who takes over, you can’t do as well as you."
McGonagall smiled, noncommittal.
But Effie is telling the truth, no matter who takes over the Saipan Tavern, with Moutai and Whiskey in hand, he can keep him in the top tavern sequence.
But that's it.
It can only be successful, it is difficult to set new heights.
This is also one of McGonagall’s appreciation of Effie, a good vision.
"But there must be more important things for you to do, so Saipan Tavern can only be the abandoned one." Effie looked a little regretful, although within her psychological expectations, she couldn't continue after thinking about it. Cengfan, still feel a little heartache.
"Miss Effie doesn't have to be under too much pressure because of this. After all, Titan Tavern is also very busy now. If there is no way to bear the pressure of two taverns at the same time, I can find someone else." McGonagall was relieved, feeling that he was indeed too demanding. Up.
Effie looked at McGonagall and took a deep breath, as if determined to say: "I am willing to take over the Saipan Tavern."
McGonagall was a little surprised, but still smiled on his face.
"You gave too much, I think few people can refuse this." Effie took it for granted.
According to McGonagall's previous promise, if Effie is willing to take over the Saipan Tavern, he will get 30% of the shares.
With the current development of Saipan Tavern, this is a very generous reward.
And McGonagall will assume the source of the drinks, and Effie needs to be responsible for the overall planning and management of the tavern, which is not difficult for her.
The reputation of Saipan Tavern has already started. All she has to do is to keep the heat and keep the tavern flourishing.
"In that case, let's sign the agreement directly." McGonagall took a contract from the counter and handed it directly to Effie.
Effie read the contract carefully, with a slightly weird expression, and looked up at McGonagall: "Are you so sure I will take over?"
"I think people are always more accurate." McGonagall smiled.
Effie happily signed the contract, and McGonagall also signed his name.
With immediate effect, after the ice cream shop, McGonagall has another shop where he can make money.
This is the so-called income after bedtime. If you don't do anything, you will have a steady stream of money.
Comfortable!
After the contract was signed, Effie became his own.
McGonagall kept her for dinner and went to the kitchen to cook by herself.
Mara guarded the pig's tongue in the pot, watching McGonagall cooking, and said: "By the way, Master, the leader Vicky you asked me to wait for is really here."
"Is the opera house open?" McGonagall asked casually.
"Yeah, it's opened. The performance last night was very successful. The opera house was half full, and the response was very good." Mara nodded, talking about the opera house and looked a little excited, "I will go there in the afternoon. Practice."
"You want to learn opera too?" McGonagall asked in surprise.
"I...I just learn to play..." Mara was a little vacant, her eyes blurred, she didn't dare to look at McGonagall.
"It's right to have your own hobbies, there's nothing to be embarrassed about." McGonagall laughed, guessing what the little girl was thinking.
Hearing McGonagall’s words, Mara’s eyes lit up again, nodding her head and said:
Opera is really fun. All those opera actors are talented. They sing so well. I love them.

"Well, after having lunch in a while, I'm going to see one. Is there an afternoon one?"
"Some and some, there are few people in the afternoon, and the fare is still 20% off." Mara nodded.
McGonagall smiled without saying a word. He was rather curious what kind of surprise the opera troupe that had performed in the open-air small courtyard before moved into the opera house.