Chapter 82: Touching porcelain?

Put Amy and the ugly duckling on the small bed to cover the quilt. McGonagall went downstairs and began to prepare the ingredients to be used at night. When passing the counter, the music box was put away and placed in the cabinet. This is really an artifact for the little girl to sleep. .
Tonight, McGonagall is going to make one hundred and twenty-eight meat clips. It’s just two hours for the dough to be cooked. This is why McGonagall is eager to improve his physical fitness. Cut in half.
While looking at the side, McGonagall is also planning to consider the next step. Although it is very happy and warm to live with Amy, but as a father, of course, I want to make my girl better.
Now and in the future, the restaurant is the basis of his survival. He can get money and get recognition and respect from others. This is something that makes him feel happy.
Now the operation of the restaurant has begun to slowly enter the right track. Every day, new guests join, although it has not yet reached the full extent, but for now it is enough for him to be busy.
The next goal should be to sell 1000 meat clips first, then unlock the tofu brain and add another dish to the menu. According to the current progress, it should be completed in two days.
Thinking of the tofu brain, McGonagall was a little bit awkward, and even the face was feeling a lot stronger.
"Father Dad..." After McGon had finished the facial embryo, Amy, who was sleepy, hugged the ugly duckling and went downstairs. He stood at the door and screamed. The ugly duckling grabbed her little skirt and slid down.
Although it was only a few days after birth, the vigor of the little guy was very good. Just woke up more like a lot of energy, jumping left and right in the kitchen, and playing very cheerful.
"Sit for a while, my father will pour you a glass of water." McGonagall looked back at Amy and said, he was preparing to take the water glass. The ugly duckling suddenly jumped onto his foot, a small figure. Suddenly, I looked up and looked at McGonagall, and then my body stiffened backwards. The four feet moved to the sky and looked back at Amy. The watery eyes were wronged.
"This... Is this a touch of porcelain?" McGonagall looked at the scene, and couldn't help but smile, this little guy, is it a proper play? If you are a good master, you will start your acting career.
"Ugly duckling, I saw you hit the father's feet. If you are willing to lie down, then lie down. Anyway, if you are dirty, I won't hold it." Amy looked at the ugly duckling and looked seriously. .
"喵~" The ugly duckling got up and got up. He looked back at Meg, and ran to Amy’s feet and licked her calf.
McGonagall gave Amy a glass of water to drink, and the little guy took the ugly duckling and held the music box. Her musical talent should be inherited from her mother, and she could only sing along with it several times. It seems that the two days can be learned almost, and the soft and soft voice sounds very cute.
McGonagall looked at the time, only half past four, but this time there will be guests around the restaurant have begun to walk back and forth, from time to time the probe from the glass window to the restaurant to try to find the figure of McGonagall.
From time to time, someone knocked on the door, but they were ignored by McGonagall. The business hours have not yet begun. He just wants to take a break after finishing the meeting, and he will give them dinner for a while.
This will have queued up at the door, and almost seven or eight people are waiting, some are quite calm, and some are somewhat anxious.
"Why haven't you opened the door yet? I am hungry at noon, ready to come over and eat meat." A young man squats back and forth at the door, wants to knock on the door, and his hand reaches halfway and is collected again. Someone has already knocked twice, and there is no response at all.
"Don't worry, anyway, it's useless. Mai boss has the most time concept. He said that he will open the door at five o'clock. He will not open it for you in the first minute. He said that he will close at nine o'clock and will not do it for you in the next minute. Young People, a little patient, queue up," said Krassu, who stood in the team.
The smile is wide, the Krassu tone is a bit of resentment. He is a ten-level magician. Now he is queuing at the restaurant door every day. If it is passed back to Los Angeles, it is estimated to be big news.
"If that is not the Yangzhou fried rice is really delicious, and the talent of the little girl has not yet been investigated, this kind of thing is absolutely impossible." Krassu thought in his heart, fortunately, for more than ten years, he did not come out, even In this chaotic city, few people can recognize him, and the old face will not lose light.
"I can eat the meat clips made by the wheat boss. It’s not too early to come. I can’t eat them for another one.
Harrison, standing behind, smirked, and had already agreed with the gang of buddies to come back at night. I didn't expect them to have things in one or two. He had a little bit of things at night, so he came to the queue in advance, and it was not too late to eat.
"Harrison, you came so early? What about them?" At this moment, a carriage stopped, and Jergi, who had just got off the carriage, came over and looked at Harrison with some surprise.
"It's all there, I can't come tonight. I have something at home in the evening, so come over and eat it later." Harrison explained, and looked at Jergi's curiosity and asked, "How about, bring the donkey back at noon." Are you satisfied with Yangzhou fried rice?"
"Hey, the dragon coin at noon." Jergi figured out a dragon coin and handed it to Harrison. He smiled and said: "How satisfied, she hasn’t had a good meal for several days, she has no rice. The rest of the whole Yangzhou fried rice was eaten, and it was still too little. Let me buy another one at night to bring her back. From today, I will eat this meal three meals a day."
"That is really the blessing of the owner of the Toma, and this will give you economic liberation?" Harrison did not swear by the money, patted Jergi's shoulder.
Jergi smiled and nodded. "This is true, but this time I am afraid that I have no time to accompany you to drink and play. After I bring my wife back, I will accompany her at home."
"Well, I will drink two more for you." Harrison nodded.
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McGonagall took a break and made two Yangzhou fried rice, and put Baijiyu on the roast.
When eating, the ugly duckling looked at the two eyes, and looked pitiful. Meg almost couldn’t help but eat Yangzhou fried rice and meat, but he didn’t wait for him to speak, it was played by Amy’s daily routine. Don't go over your face.
When McGee packed up the table, it was just five o'clock, and when he opened the door, he couldn't hide his surprise.
Outside the restaurant, there will be a long queue, extending from the door, there are twenty or thirty people, and the sound is all eye-catching.