Chapter 2280: Is this two-wheeled car easy to ride?

McGonagall rode a bicycle back to the restaurant. When passing by the ice cream shop, he saw the light twinkling in the alley next to the ice cream shop. He stopped the car curiously and walked into the alley to take a look.
A petite figure turned her back to the entrance of the alley, chanting a spell right on the wall, golden light shining from the magic wand in her hand and gloomy, but her back still looked firm.
McGonagall stood at the entrance of the alley, smiling at the scene.
I don't know how long it took, a golden light finally lit up from the magic wand in her hand, and then hit the wall in front of her, leaving a shallow golden mark on it.
A smile appeared on Jane's face, she put down her right hand holding the magic wand, which was a little sour, and then wiped the sweat on her forehead with her left hand, turning around slowly, but was startled by the person standing behind him.
"Boss?!" Jane looked at McGonagall and calmly said, somewhat surprised and a little embarrassed: "When did you... come?"
"I've been here for a while. Seeing your fascinating practice, it didn't bother you." McGonagall said with a smile and looked at Jane approvingly.
Light magicians are very rare. After they were brought back from the Devil Islands, Jane was taught by Irina personally. At present, he has become a second-level light magician, able to cast primary holy light.
In this world, not everyone is a genius, more are ordinary little demons who work hard like Jane.
Of course, she at least has precious light magic talents, and she was lucky enough to meet the personal teachings of Irina, the great light magician.
Jane's face was slightly red, and McGonagall had been here for a while, but she felt quite happy to receive his praise.
In the past, she only thought about how to live, racking her brains to survive, and never thought that one day she could become a magician and learn how to cast magic.
"Jane, we are going to Endless Waters in two days. What kind of family do you have in the Devil Islands? If you have one, we can take you to see." McGonagall asked Jane.
Before bringing Jane back, it was because this Nizi was really pitiful, and she was very clever.
But living alone in the world still has to be a little concerned, otherwise it's like duckweed, wandering and helpless.
Jane thought about it seriously, her eyes shook her head sadly, but looking at McGonagall, her eyes quickly brightened up, with a smile on her face, and said: "Boss, you are my family, the only family. ."
McGonagall stared at the clean smile on Jane's face for a moment, then smiled and nodded: "Okay, then you go to wash up first, I'll go back to the restaurant first."
Jane gave a hum, looked at McGonagall's back, turning away, and suddenly said, "Boss, can I ask you something?"
"Huh?" McGonagall stopped and looked back at Jane.
"I..." Jane looked at McGonagall, as if plucked up courage: "I want to learn how to make crayfish from you."
McGonagall was a little surprised that Jane also wanted to learn how to cook, but he nodded and said, "Okay, if you want to learn, I can teach you anytime."
A happy smile appeared on Jane's face, "Thank you boss!"
"But, I want to know, why do you suddenly want to learn to make crayfish?" McGonagall asked, looking at Jane.
Jane lowered her eyes with embarrassment and whispered, "I want to open a lobster restaurant in the future, just like the one you opened before."
McGonagall smiled and nodded: "It's good. You come early that evening. When I make crayfish, you will be watching. First understand the basic production process of crayfish. Later, I will teach you in detail. you."
He is very supportive of the idea that employees want to start their own businesses.
Just like Rena wants to open a hot pot restaurant by herself, he is very supportive and is optimistic about her becoming a hot pot queen.
Looking at Jane's serious study of light magic, McGonagall thought she would aspire to become an excellent light magician, but her dream was to open a crayfish restaurant.
Of course, it's okay. Isn't he also running a restaurant? Irina is still the director of the textile factory.
"Hmm." Jane nodded, her cheeks flushed with excitement.
Becoming strong is actually not that attractive to her, because she knows that she can never become stronger than Princess Irina.
But she is looking forward to opening her own lobster restaurant, just like the bosses, entertaining guests, operating a restaurant, and helping people in need as much as possible. This feeling...just thinking about it makes people's heart excited.
McGonagall said goodbye to Jane and returned to the restaurant, only to meet an unexpected guest at the door.
"Mr. McGonagall, you are finally back." Haider stood at the entrance of the restaurant, smiling at him and said.
"Dean Haider, why are you here?" McGonagall got off the bicycle and looked at the deputy dean of the School of Mechanical Engineering of Chaos Academy with some surprise.
The old dean's head is half bald, and the Mediterranean has expanded a bit, wearing a black robe, still looking strict.
"I heard that you are planning to establish a new mechanical academy in Hope Academy, so I came to you to chat specially." Haider said.
"Your old news is really well-informed." McGonagall smiled. He just went to Luna this morning, but he didn't expect that Heidel rushed to the restaurant to look for him.
McGonagall still respects this old scholar. This kind of person can easily overlap with the image of some teachers in his previous life.
They are not too utilitarian, but they have a passion for technology research.
Haider smiled and said, "It’s not that I have nothing to do after the holiday. I happened to be chatting with my old friends in Hope Academy. I heard this news from Teacher Luna. I just have some other questions I want to talk to you. No Know if you are free? Doesn't it delay your business?"
"It's okay, it's still early, go in and talk." McGonagall opened the door and carried his bicycle into the restaurant.
Heidel followed McGonagall into the door, keeping his eyes on McGonagall's bicycle. He didn't take his gaze back until he parked the bicycle behind the counter, but he still asked curiously, "Is this two-wheeled car easy to ride?"
"Well, as long as you simply control your balance, it's still easy to ride." McGonagall nodded.
"The process structure is not complicated. If it is easy to master, it is a travel tool that is worth promoting. Now many people in the chaotic city still walk on their legs when they go out." Haider thoughtfully.
McGonagall's appreciation of Haider has improved a bit. He is right. Bicycles are indeed a very suitable travel tool for the current chaotic city.