Chapter 54: Why does it look like a roast goose?

The story of Harbin is very straightforward and straightforward, but it is also inevitable.
"This is a sad story." McGonagall said for a moment, whispered.
"Yeah, Marcus has not appeared in the Shiyan tribe for some years. I didn't expect to lead the team to attack the gold mine. My older brother is afraid to make a break with him this time." Hagg nodded. The look is also a bit complicated. When he was a child, he kept following Big Brother and Marcus. Marcus also took care of him. It is only because of the conflict between the two tribes, and the death of Grace. Enemy.
"No matter, there will be a decision between them sooner or later. From the moment I fell, I knew that they would die." Hazel picked up the spoon again and took a spoonful of fried rice to eat. No more to say.
"Mae boss, checkout." Kang Di smiled and looked at McGonagall.
"Okay, a total of three meat clips, nine gold coins, I will directly deduct from the crowdfunding." Meg smiled and nodded.
"Good." Kang Di got up, picked up the long sword on the table, and patted the shoulders of Harbin gently behind him. "Brother, he will win."
"Yeah." Haha responded and continued to eat fried rice.
Kang Di glanced at the direction of the counter and saw Amy didn't come out to say hello. He turned a little disappointed and went out.
Haha finished a Yangzhou fried rice, but also left with a mace, and McGonagall obviously felt his mood a little depressed.
Soon after, other guests came to the door. After hearing that there are new products today, some guests said that they would like to try. The price of 300 copper coins is much cheaper than the 600 copper coins of Yangzhou fried rice, although it is still expensive.
For all kinds of guests to make a strange sound after eating the first meat folder, a little embarrassed expression, McGonagall has not been blamed, anyway, they still can not stand the temptation of food to continue to eat.
One and a half hours of breakfast soon passed, and McGonagall went to the door and flipped the sign, then took all the plates off the table to the kitchen, quickly cleaned it with a dishwasher, and was preparing to wipe the table.
"Father Dad! You are coming over to see if the ugly duckling is going to hatch?" Amy suddenly shouted, with a bit of joy and surprise in the voice.
"Now?" McGonagall was surprised. He walked over to the counter and fell aside with Amy. The big egg wrapped in a small blanket would still have the sound of 'shasha', but compared to yesterday. Now, it seems clearer and more urgent, like a small life is eager to be born.
"Millet, what did you say to it?" McGonagall looked at Amy and asked curiously. They were still an egg baby, and they seemed to be scared and eager to be born.
"I am encouraging it." Amy nodded seriously.
"How is that encouraged?" McGonagall's expression is a bit odd.
"Ugly ducklings are obedient, or I will set fire, I am super fierce!" Amy held a small fist and said with a serious expression.
Some of McGonagall can't help but this is what encouragement. It's completely naked and intimidating. It's no wonder that the little guy inside is scratching the eggshell so hard that it is scared.
"Father, isn't it that I thought I was cheating on it? So I told it for so long that it still refused to come out. Then I really burn it with fire?" Amy looked at McGonagall and threw it out one after another. My own problem, the small face is full of tangled expressions.
"If you take a fireball to burn it, you can really peel it off and eat it." McGonagall thought, thinking about how to make Amy a little more patient, the big egg suddenly made a noise. Lightly rang.
Amy and McGonagall squinted and looked at the big egg with a small crack on the eggshell.
"Ugly duckling, come out soon, although I know that you are ugly, but I am beautiful." Amy is looking forward to staring at the big egg.
"Sure enough, I have the style of the year, probably this is genetic." McGonagall looked at Amy, and her girl's poisonous tongue ability is a typical talented player.
It can be said that it is a piece of fine jade that waits for the carving. As long as he raises it a little bit, the cute appearance is matched with the soft and cute voice. The poisonous tongue is absolutely dead and people are still not angry. It is not too cool.
After the past life was made through the poison tongue, McGonagall was already a lot more honest, and at most, the system was used to treat the world with an inclusive and loving vision.
Otherwise, the world and various races are too many places to vomit and poisonous tongues. I am afraid that it will not take long before they are taken to other worlds by the system. He can't bear Amy.
But Amy is different. Although she is very refreshing, she is not too angry with people who are poisoned. Forgiveness is faster, so don't worry about this problem.
"It seems that it is time to put the poison tongue teaching on the agenda." McGonagall looked at Amy nodded slightly, and the nine-ninth multiplication table was completely familiar with these two days. Decimal addition and subtraction and simple two-digit multiplication are also learning. In the calculations that can be used in daily life, it will take a long time to learn, and Amy’s learning ability is still very good.
The crack on the eggshell stretched out, from one to many, from the top to the surface of the whole eggshell, and the fine cracks quickly filled the whole eggshell.
McGonagall is also looking forward to watching. What is this hatching? Oviparous, on the cliff wall, the possibility of certain birds is the biggest, but such a big egg is definitely not ordinary. Birds, maybe some kind of Warcraft.
"Ugly duckling, I counted three times. If I still don't show it out, I will set it on fire." Amy's patience quickly disappeared, and she said with a big blue eyes, her hand was stretched out.
"啵~"
A soft bang, a small furry head with a half eggshell suddenly came out from the big egg, a pair of half-closed and small eyes were a little confused and a little scared to watch, and finally set on Amy's body. The mouth of the mouth is soft and screamed: "Hey~"
"Orange...orange cat!!!" McGonagall blinked, and there was an eggshell on his head. A small thing from the egg was found in the egg. It was an orange and white baby. The eyes were not completely open, and there was a little bit of egg liquid on the hair, and Amy was half-squinted and looked at it.
"Wow! It's so cute." Amy blinked in surprise and reached out to touch the little orange cat, but the hand stretched back halfway and looked back, and looked at Meg's incomprehensible question: " Father, aren't you saying that the ugly duckling will become a white swan when he grows up? Why does it look like a roast goose?"