Chapter 29: Amy is still draped...

At 6:30 the next morning, McGonagall woke up. In this world where there are no games and movies to kill time, it seems so long at night, and the quality of sleep is much better.
"Right, system, do you sell TV? There are computers? Mobile phones? PS4? Is there WiFi?" When brushing his teeth, McGonagall suddenly remembered the system and couldn't help but ask in his heart.
"Please bear the weight of the host, this system does not provide a variety of non-kitchen appliances! Free WiFi is not available!" The system sounds serious.
"Don't panic, I don't have any money to buy now." McGonagall calmed down the bubble in his mouth. From a systemic point of view, most of the money can be bought, but he does not have spare cash to sell these leisure products. And if WiFi is not free, you can pay.
After washing, McGonagall put the little skirt that had been washed and dried by Amy yesterday and put it on the bedside. It is still not good to wear pajamas when going out.
McGonagall went down the stairs and looked at it. The sign on the front and back of the brand has indeed been written for business hours, and it is also very spiritually set up with a countdown display that will jump on the number. Now the top is 6 It really is very human.
The time in this world is also twenty-four hour system. The concept of time is similar to that of the earth. With the efforts of the dwarf craftsmen, the clockwork watch has begun to spread.
The more advanced spar-driven spar watches, because they are expensive, are only popular in the aristocracy and wealthy circles, at least not worrying about their lack of time.
Because it was not yet open, McGonagall jogged in the square in front of the restaurant for a while, but the physical quality is really bad now. I didn’t feel like I couldn’t breathe when I didn’t run for a while. Minutes or so.
"Mc. Boss, why are you doing this so early?" Ink White just opened the door and looked at the breathless McGonagall.

When you exercise your body, the ink boss opened up so early?
McGonagall said with a smile. The white-colored weapons shop and the restaurant were separated by a meter or so. I used to hear the slaps of the slaps. The house after the renovation was very soundproof and could not be heard at all.
"Yeah, I am going to go to the wheat boss to eat two bowls of Yangzhou fried rice, and then start work." Mobai nodded. After eating two meals yesterday, he had completely fallen in love with Yangzhou fried rice.
And this morning, I feel white and comfortable, and I don't feel tired. Even the waist that I used to get pain every day doesn't hurt.

The restaurant is open at 7:30 in the morning. The specific business hours are written on the door and there will be a business opening. I just have to clean up and prepare the ingredients.
McGonagall smiled.
"This way, well, then I will wait a little longer." Ink white stunned, generally when someone else's restaurant is open for business, I didn't expect McGonn to set the business hours directly.
But after thinking about it, McGonagall can make such a delicious and magical Yangzhou fried rice, a little rules and temper is normal.
McGonagall returned to the restaurant and went upstairs to wash his face. Amy just got up and changed clothes, squinted and walked over with a small hand, and looked up at McGonagall: "Father, hug."
The little guy just woke up, his head was tilted up again, and his eyes were small and his hands were so cute. McGonagall couldn’t help but lean over and hold Amy up and whispered: After a while, Xiaomi brushed his face and washed the face, and the restaurant was ready to open."
"Yeah." Amy took a moment, glared at McGonagall's neck for a while, then took the initiative to take it down. He took a toothpaste and a toothbrush on his toes and looked back at McGonagall. "Millet will, father. Let's go busy."
"Good." McGonagall nodded with a smile, pretending to go out, and couldn't help but sneak a glimpse at the door for a while. The little guy was brushing the model, and he was relieved to go downstairs.
The time just pointed to 7:30, McGonagall walked over to open the door, and ink white was looking at the business hours on the small sign at the door.
"You can start business, please come in." McGonagall said with a polite smile.
"Okay, there are still two Yangzhou fried rice, I can't wait any longer." Ink white laughed and lifted his legs toward the restaurant.
"Dwarf ink white grandfather, early." Mo Bai just sat down, Amy came down from the upstairs, watching him say hello, but also looked at McGonagall and touched his hair and said: "Father, isn't it? Should I help Xiaomi tie her hair? It seems to be too long."
"Take your hair?" McGonagall looked at the purple cloth that Amy had in his hand. It was a little embarrassing. He had never done this kind of thing. He had to study it slowly and said: "Amy. Sit for a while, wait for me to give your grandfather a good meal, then help you tie your hair?"
"Okay." Amy nodded and put away her hairline and sat on the sidelines.
McGonagall quickly made a Yangzhou fried rice for the white, and then continued to do the second. When McGonagall made Amy’s Yangzhou fried rice out, the ink was just finished. .
"Two fried rice, a total of twelve gold coins, give money." Amy stood next to the ink white, and reached out and said seriously.
"Twelve gold coins, little boss, please." Mo Bai smiled and put the gold coins in the palm of Amy's hand. He was used to the little guy when he was collecting money. He got up and looked at McGonagall. Laughing and said: "Mc boss, today's Yangzhou fried rice is also very delicious, but the restaurant opened, there are not many people here, business is not very good?"
"Yes, the flow of people is a bit less." McGonagall nodded, this is also his most helpless place, the wine is also afraid of the deep alley.
"Then I am gone, maybe I can bring you two guests at noon, it won't be too expensive." Mo Bai said with a smile, and looked at Amy who carefully counted the gold coins.

Thank you.
Meg smiled, and the guests passed it by word of mouth, which is a way to quickly increase the number of guests.
"You're welcome." Ink white was quite a bold hand, turned and went out.
Let Amy eat first, McGonagall also made a copy of himself, a Yangzhou fried rice into the belly, in addition to delicious, the hunger and fatigue after running in the morning were swept away, the whole person became very refreshing spirit.
When Meg saw that for a while, there would be no guests coming to the door. After looking at Amy’s eyes with the hairline on her back, it was not good to continue delaying. She had to take the hair rope in her hand and said a bit: "Millet, I don't tie my hair very much."
"Father, I believe you can." Amy looked back and encouraged him to say that she didn't know where she found a small mirror. She looked forward to staring at herself in the small mirror. Will help her tie her hair, but the father has never been tied.
"Then I can really come?" McGonagall is still a little nervous, ignoring Amy's supple hair, trying to think back to the girls' hairstyles, the simplest one should be a single ponytail, or a cute ball head, small The scorpion is also good...
After a while, Amy put down the mirror in her hand and looked back at the sweat. She was trying to press the buns on her head into the meatballs of the meatballs. The little mouth was a little bit aggrieved: "Father, Xiaomi is still Dress it up..."