Chapter 319: Boss, is your blacksmith shop still recruiting?

"Mc. Boss, what happened to the blacksmith shop next door? How did the house collapse?" Harrison squeezed a few feet and was squeezed out. He gasped a few mouthfuls and looked at McGonagall and asked curiously.
The blacksmith shop next to the restaurant is still in ruins. A group of dwarf stonemasons are cleaning up the ruins, picking up a weapon, and then starting to rebuild the house with high efficiency, but the middle pit looks a bit eye-catching, like it has experienced A fierce battle in general.
Even the two houses next to it collapsed.
"Maybe there is a pit suddenly appearing underneath." McGonagall shrugged. The big bang is not to say that it is wonderful. If it is known by the Grey Temple or the City Hall, such a big killer, estimate them. The attention will not be much lower than the steam engine.
An ordinary person can control, but the power can threaten the powerful dragon's weapons once it is available, which will definitely have an unpredictable impact on the Nolan continent.
Ink white alone slowly studied that it would take a long time to make a rough thing, but if you let the Grey Temple and the City House, a city of chaos, it is estimated that it will take a long time to get the same big killer.
In this way of changing the world, McGonagall doesn't like it too much. He can't control and expect what will happen.
"That way, the luck of the restaurant is really good." Harrison nodded, and the three shops next to it were damaged. Instead, there was nothing in the restaurant next door.
"Mr. Julian, when is Amy's class time this morning?" McGonagall looked at Julian, who was coming to the side with a smile.
His eyes stayed on Lulu and Xixi for a while, and Lulu’s face was slightly pale, but it seemed to be no big deal, and Hee Hee seemed to be completely healed, and she was good at treating magic. Self-healing ability also seems to be very good.
"Every eight o'clock, eat well and then go to class." Julian looked at Amy, his face showing a smile: "Little Amy, early."
"Early, the turtle shell teacher." Amy also hugged the ugly duckling and got up with Julian, and then looked at the surprise of the bustling and deer in the back of Julian: "Hee Xi sister, big bear, Are you already alright?"
"Yeah, after eating the delicious chicken soup made by Amy's father and adults yesterday, we are all good." Xixi's face also showed a happy smile, reaching out and touching Amy's head.
"Well, I know that the chicken soup made by my father is the best." Amy Li nodded, and the face was full of pride.
"Thank you, Mr. Mai, there are two girls." Xi Xi was stunned at McGonagall and the North Asian Mia and Sally standing behind, full of gratitude.
"You're welcome." McGonagall shook his head with a smile, and Amy liked the girl so much, so he even had a good impression of the Druid girl who had full affinity for children and animals.
"It doesn't matter." Yabei Mia also hurriedly waved his hand and looked a little embarrassed.
"Yeah." Sally just nodded slightly. Her thoughts were simple. They did help them yesterday, so there is nothing wrong with accepting gratitude.

Business hours are coming, welcome.
McGonagall looked back at the watch and smiled at the guests, opening the restaurant door completely.
As for the two guys who were arrogant by the angry guests, they were ignored by him. Since they are looking for trouble, they should be prepared for being shackled. Now it is too late to regret.
Sally and Yabei Mia stand on the sides, one with a smile, one with a cold expression, and start a day's work.
The guests sneaked in, so no one would manage the odds and the little guys there, but some of the guests passed through and did not forget to make up for it, and soon the restaurant was nowhere.
"I... will definitely be back..." Ricky looked up at the signboard of the Mimi restaurant, his face was swollen, and some hard to climb to the distance... The world is crazy, these guys are It’s not black, it’s really black.
"Boss, you wait for me..." The little guy followed the hard climb. It was all sort of thing, just shouting a few slogans, and it was so unclear.
The morning list was like a blockbuster blasting between the sweet party and the salty party, but the conflict that was going to be fierce, after joining the murder of Ricky and the buddy, it was Relieved, and even reached a consensus that mutual harm is better than helping each other!
In this regard, McGonagall is naturally happy to see it, although the yellow pheasant chicken rice and waxed meat sandwiches have successfully entered the top 30, but if other dishes can also improve the ranking, the restaurant's reputation is still not small. Help.
The purpose of the system is obvious, is to want to enhance the visibility of the restaurant, this time is the top 30, then the next time? The top twenty, or even the top ten? These are all things that McGonagall needs to consider.
In the morning, I spent the busy hours. After Amy and Julian had finished their breakfast, they followed him directly to class.
What surprised Meg was that Julian had taken over Hee Hee and Lulu, although the behavior he chose to stand up to cover them both last night has made him feel a little surprised. After all, the character is a little weird. The kindly grandfather, for what reason, will the Druids be taken in?
"Well, I have filled the sweet tofu brain with five stars, but this will definitely not shake my persistence and love for salty bean curd!"
"Hey, then I am also awkward to fill the five-star salty bean curd brain, so that the tofu brain is on the top of the food list is our ultimate goal!"
At the entrance of the restaurant, there are guests who say each other proudly.
"Boss, they obviously only ate a tofu brain, but filled the two flavors of tofu brain, so that is not our brush list?" Yabei Mia asked a little worried about McGonagall.
"This... It's really hard to say, although it's not ours, but if it's really detailed, there are some problems." McGonagall thought for a while, but also felt a little headache, brushing the ticket, he was disdain to do it. The top 30 that depends on one's own strength is the real skill.
However, now that the sweet and salty parties have reached a verbal agreement with each other, McGonagall is not sure whether it violates the regulations. In any case, the tickets for the yellow chicken rice and the meat sandwich are no problem, as long as they remain at 30. Within, Meg did not panic at all.
"Boss, is your blacksmith shop still recruiting people? Although I am a bit stupid, but I have great strength, I can help you to fight the iron." Outside the blacksmith shop, the deer squinted his head and watched the dwarf craftsmen carrying the blacksmith shop. The tool was white and smiled.