Chapter 839: It turns out that no white swan can be baked!

The news that Gloria won, McGonagall should know more than many people.
Because Miss Colora is sitting opposite him now, the hot eyes made him feel a little unbearable.
"Mr. McGonagall, thank you very much," Gloria said gratefully.
Meg smiled and said: "Miss Gloria is polite, and you have won the game by your own ability."
He worried that if he had to talk later, the girl would say that the little woman had no idea, but had to... "However, why should I worry about this?"
Meg looked at the long lashes of Gloria, and the lavender eyes of the autumn wave, the beauty is irresistible, probably worried that he would not be able to resist himself.
Gloria said: "Tomorrow I will let Mr. Accountr send the bill and 20% of the profits to the restaurant, and at the same time, hand over the first 10% of the profits to the foundation, buy the autumn clothes for the children, the weather has begun to cool down. It is."
McGonagall looked at Gloria's worried eyes. There was a hint of warmth in her heart. She nodded. "The children's clothes are added, but I can wait for the day after tomorrow, because I need to go out tomorrow. A trip."
"Mr. McGonagall is going out again?" Gloria was a little surprised.
"Going out, the restaurant has not had a new product for a while, I am going out to find inspiration." Maggie smiled and nodded. If it wasn't for the system to suddenly release a new task, he would not want to go out.
"Mr. is a diligent person, admirable." Gloria looked at McGonagall with some admiration, obviously so powerful, but still so diligent and demanding himself.
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The chatter between the two did not last long, and McGonagall watched the caravan of Gloria gradually drifting away, with a smile on his lips.
A girl who used her veil to cover her cheeks and did not dare to show her face in real face. In just a few months, she took over all the fabric industry of the Malton family, and will soon become the director of the Aden Chamber of Commerce, and the change of this is the beginning. Just a tofu brain.
This is a very interesting thing.
This sense of accomplishment has surpassed the enjoyment of cooking itself, more like a sublimation, let him find the meaning of what he has done.
Even a chef, the ultimate, can bring some wonderful changes to the world.
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As the sun plunged, the north of the city, two people and a fat eagle finally climbed up the mountain, looking at the big city where the wall was clearly visible, and the face was full of gratification.
Abraham's lips had some cracks because of lack of water, and looked at the beastmaster: "This time... can you go now?"
The beastmaster looked even worse. There were several big bags on the head that were bumped out. He was busy: "Can... the Duke, this time, the Blackhawk has recovered a lot after two days of rest." Physical strength, the next journey by it flies over without any problems."
The black eagle on the side also shook his spirit and raised his head.
The two had some hard climbs to the back of the eagle.
"Take off!" The beastmaster pointed to the direction of the city of chaos, and his spirits were high.
The obese eagle spread its wings and fanned out like a balloon. The speed of the wings was obviously slowing down. When the height was about five meters, the wings suddenly stopped and fell vertically.
"Ah! You are not saying no problem!!!"
"I...ah... maybe it is also hungry... ah!"
Two screams came from the fleshy ball that rolled back from the top of the mountain.
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At the end of the evening business hours, McGonagall and Sally, who is packing up the restaurant, announced the news that the restaurant would be closed for one day tomorrow.
Then Mia store manager announced the news that the ice cream shop will open for a whole day tomorrow, and recruited Barbara as a temporary worker. The reward was an ice cream, and the latter readily agreed.
The girls have no opinion on McGon's arguments for going out. After all, McGon will soon introduce new dishes after coming out, and the style is very different, but the taste is very delicious.
"Father, how can Amy go with you tomorrow?" Amy looked forward and looked at McGonagall.
McGonagall shook his head. "This time, Amy has just taken a leave of absence for five days a few days ago. If I take time off so quickly, then the progress of learning magic will fall."
"But..." Amy pouted a little mouth, a little unhappy.
"When I come back this time, my father will make you a delicious roast duck." McGonagall smiled and touched Amy's head.
"Roast duck!" Amy's eyes lit up and looked at the lazy ugly duckling on the counter. She was full of excitement: "There is no white swan that can be baked!"
The ugly duckling, an orange cat, stood up and slammed down from the counter. Some resentful hiding behind the counter looked at Amy and shivered.
"Ugly duckling, don't be afraid, come over and let me hug." Amy smiled and walked toward the ugly duckling, stretched out a small hand and picked up some of the ugly ducklings, and then reached out and rubbed the meat on his stomach. The head said: "Well, it is already very fat, this is what they said, autumn, it must be very delicious to roast..."
The ugly duckling looked at Amy’s gaze and became frightened. Don’t go too far and want to escape.
After Amy fell asleep, McGonagall turned on the desk lamp on the desk and pulled out a few books about the elves from the bookshelf that had just been moved back from the bookstore two days ago. These two days are too busy to see how much, and tomorrow I will go to the wind. The forest catches the ducks and it is a good choice to hug the Buddha's feet.
Two hours later, McGonagall turned off the desk lamp and went to bed.
The grand elf ritual lasted for three days and was personally presided over by the Elf Queen. All the elves had to participate in addition to slaves and guards.
This is obviously good news for McGonagall.
Lake Vader is the second largest inland freshwater lake on the Nolan continent. It covers an extremely large area and extends from the north of the wind forest to the north. It belongs to the elves and there will be elf guards to patrol the lake.
About Lake Vading, in addition to many beautiful legends about the elves bathing in the lake, there are some legends and conjectures about the monsters in the lake.
However, most of these legends come from the fantasy of other ethnic groups. The credibility is obviously not high. McGonagall guesses that this so-called water monster is mostly some World of Warcraft. The system can raise ducks in the lake, indicating that there are still some Warcraft in the lake, just the level. It may be generally low.
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"Queen's Announcement: Starting today, the retreat will begin to retreat. Unless the elves encounter a crisis of life and death, they will not be allowed to disturb. The ceremonies will be hosted by Helena, and all matters in the tribe will be decided by the Presbyterian Church."
This night, a notice spread throughout the forest of the wind.
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