Chapter 92: Get out of bed everyday

"System, can I swear?" McGonagall looked at the rear and even upgraded directly to the holographic projection modification design, and the quotation is directly 100 gold coins, 200 gold coins jump up, can not help but raise the eyebrow: "This modification also Is it better to buy one directly?"
"The host should be self-respecting, and insulting the system will likely trigger hidden tasks." The system is serious.
"Okay, I bought a watch last year, it looks good." McGonagall nodded and looked at the upgraded holographic projection. The four-level package that can perform various dances did have a little bit of movement, but looked at the price of the two hundred gold coins. Hesitated for a while, or silently said: "Upgrade the first-class package."
Now the most important thing is to save money. Amy is still in a novel stage for this music box. Even the first song has not been learned, and there is no need to upgrade to the holographic mode.

Ten gold coins have been deducted, the upgrade is in progress, and it will be completed in five minutes. After the modification, the battery will be fully charged.
The sound of the system will sound.
McGonagall glanced at the counter that was originally in the music box. Now the system is empty. Anyway, the system will be fully charged. I am too lazy to continue waiting here. I will first catch the ugly duckling in my hand and then slowly take Amy up. Step slowly and walk upstairs.
The little guy slept a little, and McGonagall didn't want to wake her up. After putting the two little guys on the bed, it was downstairs to turn off the lights.
Before washing the lights, Meg stood on the side of the crib and looked at Amy, who was asleep, with a smile on his face.
I didn't expect that I would have such a delicate and lovely little daughter. It would have been a punishment for the crossing, and it was so beautiful. I also had many beautiful expectations and visions for the future life. Starting from the restaurant, slow. Slowly integrate into this chaotic city and integrate into this multi-racial world.
The next day, McGonagall got up early. He was busy starting the day with ingredients. He knew that the restaurant owner had to start preparing for breakfast. He still saved the purchase of fresh ingredients.
Today's business is even better than yesterday. The meat folder can be passed down by the guests, so today there are a few waves of fat guests coming from the team.
The largest one is the group of eight rich ladies, who are more exaggerated than Harrison. When they sit down, McGonagall is worried about whether the chair will be directly seated. Fortunately, the system is custom-made ten gold coins. A chair is still relatively strong.
Later, after eating the meat clip, the scene was a group of magical dances. The guest who was next to the watch didn’t close his mouth. McGonagall didn’t dare to look at it, a little spicy eyes.
"Mc boss, I look at the countdown to the rest day on the signboard at the door. Is it true that your restaurant is not open tomorrow?" At night, a guest took the meat folder and looked at McGonagall.
"Yes, the restaurant will have a day off for six days. Today is the sixth day of opening, so rest tomorrow." McGonagall smiled and nodded. This is what he explained several times today.
"This way, I still want to bring my wife and children to eat tomorrow." The guest was a little disappointed, thinking about it and trying to convince McGonagall: "You said that your restaurant business is so good, you don't open the loss in one day." How much is it, and some guests will not open the restaurant if they come to the restaurant tomorrow. Maybe they will not come next time. You can see the restaurants of other people’s homes all year round. You make us very uncomfortable. ""
"Yeah, Mai boss, I have eaten the food you made. I can't eat the dishes of other people. I haven't had to eat it tomorrow, but I can't starve me."
"Mae boss, we come here every day after so many customers, you have to do this business for a long time, can not fish for two days in three days, is this not torturing us?"
The guests sitting next to it also followed the road and were addicted. They didn't eat and panic for a day. Now I heard that McGonagall planned to take a day off and tried to make him change his mind, even with a little threat.
"Don't eat hungry for a day, this is the rule that was set before the restaurant opened. The restaurant's food is only for me to do, and I have to leave some time to deal with other things, so I can't do it all year round." Shake his head and explain the neatness of rejection.
The guests heard each other, but McGonagall said that there is no such thing as a discussion. If the owner of the general restaurant asks for a fake, he will be tempted to squat in the restaurant all day long, for fear that the regular customers will run away, and it will be like McGonagall. This wayward.
However, these days, McGonagall strictly adheres to the restaurant's business hours. Even if a long queue of dozens of people is outside, it will not open one minute earlier. When the business hours are up, there are still a bunch of guests who want to order. Do not hesitate to refuse, so these words are just struggling.
After sending the last wave of guests, McGonagall closed the door and took a long sigh of relief. He can finally rest tomorrow.
He can understand the vision that guests want to eat food every day, but compared with playing with Amy, they don't have to eat a day a week. It is his biggest compromise without a holiday.
Today's turnover is basically the same as yesterday. This is the limit that he and Amy can do. The meat folder has less than 300 left, and you can unlock it after a day off.
The music box changed its power, but Amy didn't find it. The little guy sang for two days. Now he can sing the whole song with the original singer. The music talent is really not what he can compare.
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"Father and grandfather, today we are going to the school to see Luna teacher right?" The next day, Amy woke up early, went down from the small bed, climbed to McGonagall's bed, and asked excitedly.
It was rare that Meg, who had no alarm clock for a day, opened his eyes in a confused way. It just happened to be on Amy’s clean and bright eyes. The curtains were opened a little. It should be Amy’s, and he glanced at the alarm clock on the bed. It’s already eight o'clock, and some days I didn't sleep so well.
"Yeah, today's restaurant is not open for business. After breakfast, we can go out and play all day." McGonagall nodded, sat up, smiled and picked up Amy, who was lying on the quilt, and scratched her. Tickling, Amy giggled.
Amy waved her short hand and wanted to scratch Meg, and the laughter of the father and the daughter echoed in the room.
"Hey~" The ugly duckling squats back and forth on the ground, and even wants to stand up with his hind legs, trying to observe what happened on the top side, but the little short legs can’t see anything at all, so he has to scream at the bottom, today I was taken out of bed everyday.
"Well, the sun has to lick the buttocks. It's time to start. What kind of hair dress do you want to wear today? What kind of hair is it?" McGonagall stood up and asked with a smile. .