Chapter 391: I suggest you go to see the Westward Journey.
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Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant (A Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World)
- Qing Yu Jiang Hu
- 1231 characters
- 2021-01-29 09:17:20
McGonagall for a while, then asked: "No?"
"This is the only evaluation of Haagen-Dazs on Weibo in the past." The system replied seriously.
"Then you and I are doing the three days of ice cream here. I don't have any comment on it! Then there is no standard at all!" McGonagall said, feeling that he was being played. It is.
"No, the short sentence of the host contains a myriad of information. After the system is split, the following conclusions are drawn:
Although ‘a few’ is a typo in the context of the host, it can generally be regarded as a false word in ancient times. Although half of humans have such things, once they are placed on the table or become fonts, they will feel disgusting. They are used to describe the words of ice cream. Because of the shape and the way of eating, they are carrying some kind of Bad meanings and hints.
The word thief literally refers to the person who steals things, but in this context is used as an adverb, with the meaning of 'very', strongly expressing the dissatisfaction of the host.
So Haagen-Dazs ice cream is very different from the host's perfect ice cream in terms of taste and shape. This is the standard for this ice cream.
The system replied earnestly, and finally curiously asked: "But there is something in this system that doesn't quite understand, ice cream is too sweet, what about his mother?"
"System, you are arrogant!" McGonagall awe, patted his face and admired: "If you go to the reading comprehension of the language, you should get the full score. I didn't have as much as you thought."
"The host has won the prize, and the Chinese is profound and profound. The system has been deeply studied for more than half a month, and there are still many incomprehensible things." The system was modest, and then asked: "And, you have not answered my question yet. What is this thing about his mother? Even if the ice cream is not good, then the mother should be innocent? And according to biological principles, the ice cream does not have the ability to reproduce, so it is no mother, the host said this sentence. The words made a logical mistake. Even if the host refers to the beneficial bacteria in the ice cream, their splitting and reproduction speed is too fast, it is very troublesome to find their mother from them..."
"System, I suggest you go to the Westward Journey." Meg frowned and interrupted the system.
"Westward Journey? Isn't that an entertainment film? Entertainment makes people lose their dreams, this system does not need entertainment!" The system refused, and then continued: "I prefer to read works with historical and literary skills, which can be understood more quickly. Humans and the world, get more knowledge, learn to make me happy! Host, I can recommend you, you have a lot of good programs in China's CCTV, "National Treasures", "China on the tip of the tongue", "Super engineering"……"
"I am not letting you go to entertainment, but want to tell you a truth. If people are too embarrassed, they will be beaten." McGonagall said, this system does not know how suddenly it becomes awkward. It makes him a little uncomfortable.
The system was in a state of silence. After a while, it was cold and cold: "Host, please pay attention to your words. If you don't pay the rent, you will be automatically expelled from the kitchen test hall after three minutes."
"Expulsion, just have a good night's sleep." McGonagall shrugged indifferently, looking at the four ice creams on the side, his face showing a smile, Amy should like it?
With a flash of light, Meg's spirit returned to the body, opened his eyes and glanced at Amy, who was sleeping, smiling and closing his eyes again.
The next day, I slept until I woke up naturally. McGonagall looked at the alarm clock that had already pointed to 7:30. She turned to get up and went to the bed and kissed her gently. She kissed Amy’s forehead, and the little guy was connected. The magic lesson of the week is also a bit tired.
McGon went downstairs to prepare breakfast for Amy, habitually glanced at the floor-to-ceiling glass, saw a familiar sound and shadow walking around the restaurant, and unexpectedly went to the door to open the door and smiled and said: "Dick Stuart, so early?"
"Mr. McGonagall, I came from the order of the city owner. The city owner has agreed to postpone the talks until the evening, and I agree with the three conditions you mentioned, but the things about renting the open space at the restaurant need to be with Aden Square. The management office negotiated. I came here earlier this morning. They haven't started working yet, so they may have to reply to you later, and they may not be successful.
Dix looked at McGonagall and opened the door.
"Okay, if this is the case, I will be preparing for the talks this evening, but I need to know how many people are in the talks to prepare." McGonagall was surprised that the city owner had promised all the conditions. After all, this is The high-level talks between the two communities, but the face did not show up, continue to calm down: "And I only provide food within 3,000 gold coins, if there is more than, please ask the city to pay the extra part, the price is on the restaurant menu quasi."
"The total number of talks is 0. Mr. McGonagall is better able to re-arrange the dining table of the restaurant. If there is any difficulty, the city government can send someone to help with the placement. As for the money, Mr. McGon need not worry. The city government will never owe you a copper coin," Dix said with a smile.
"I don't have to point out. I also believe in the sincerity of the city's government. Then I will see you at night. I am going to make breakfast for the little guy." McGonagall nodded and smiled, and he liked to work with people who were neat.
"You are such a good father." Dix snorted, and some helpless smile said: "Then I will not bother you, I will also bring a small onion cake to my son, but he can only eat it at noon. ""
"Okay, see you." McGonagall nodded and turned into the restaurant. Although the city government did not guarantee that he would be allowed to rent the open space at the door, it would be more reliable than at least to go to the management office of Aden Square.
As for the talks this evening, McGonagall is actually very interested. Those who can come to the talks should be those with higher status in the two communities. Listening to the speeches of the big brothers, you can also take a chance to learn about the entire Nolan continent. The status quo, some things are not necessarily available for money.
In the kitchen, the brand new ice cream machine has been placed in the corner, McGonagall debugged, but did not rush to make ice cream, but made a two-person simmered chicken rice.
"Father, what kind of skirt should I wear today? What kind of hair should I tie? And, can I jump in the spring before going out?" Amy didn't know when. Holding the ugly duckling down, standing at the door of the kitchen, the little face was full of tangled words.
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