"Boss, why don't we stop brewing, I think my plate is very good." Hannah looked at McGonagall, who had come to pick her up, and said with a serious expression.

"Are you worthy of your grandfather?" McGonagall frowned.

"I think he was walking quite peacefully, and he didn't have such a big obsession with passing on the rum." Hannah muttered.

McGonagall didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.

"I don't think it's easy to serve plates, right...... That's it...... Uncle, I don't want to work hard......" Hannah was about to cry, "I don't want to draw...... I don't want to draw anymore......"

"Whoa." McGonagall pulled out the stack of drawings from behind her back and shook it in front of Hannah.

"What is this?" Hannah squinted at the drawings and felt familiar.

"When you were sleeping, I went back, the scene was a little miserable, there were indeed some problems with the machine, I helped you change it." McGonagall said calmly.

"Really?!"

Hannah's eyes lit up, and she carefully took the drawings from McGonagall's hand, roughly scanned the drawings, and the more she looked at her expression, the more she admired, and finally looked at McGonagall with little stars in her eyes: "Boss, is this really what you drew while I was sleeping?" ”

More than thirty drawings, and not on the basis of her original, but completely redrawn.

Although the overall structure is more or less the same, all dimensions are redimensioned.

You know, it took her more than half a month, bursting her liver night and night, to come up with the drawings with great difficulty, and it took several days to proofread the dimensions, during which she and Mo Bai worked together while studying and forging.

But it only took the boss half a day to redraw a design drawing and resize it?

"Hmm." McGonagall nodded, in fact, after the system was mapped, he also went around the north side of the city, and chose two plots of land next to the rum distillery, ready to be used to build a brewery and a Moutai distillery, because he was worried about affecting the noon business, so he came to Hannah.

"No...... Exploded again, right? Hannah had a palpitation.

"Theoretically, there should be no problem." McGonagall nodded.

"Are you sure?"

"Hmm."

"Boss, you're so nice!" Hannah gave McGonagall a big hug, and the frustration on her face was suddenly swept away, and she was full of energy again.

McGonagall put a finger against Hannah's head, "You can give yourself a day off today, I've asked the workers to dismantle and haul the blown up machines away from the factory, and by the way, let them rebuild the building." You can give the drawings to Mobai first and see if he is free to make them for you. ”

"The mainland doesn't explode, Hannah doesn't take a holiday!" Hannah shook her head, "I'll go to Boss Mobai now, I guess I have to run the material market, and the materials on it don't look simple." ”

"Okay, then take my car, and I'll take you back." McGonagall didn't stop her, took her out, and rode her bike back to the restaurant.

"Boss, did you already know how to make this machine?" On the way, Hannah asked with some hindsight.

"No, I didn't, don't talk nonsense."

"Then how did you get such a perfect picture in a while? I've been drawing for a long time. Hannah didn't believe it.

"Perhaps, this is talent." McGonagall's face was light.

Hannah clenched her little fists and gritted her silver teeth, wanting to hit someone.

McGonagall stopped in front of the blacksmith shop, and before the car could stop, Hannah couldn't wait to jump out of the car, waved her hand to McGonagall, and rushed into the blacksmith shop, "Boss Mobai!" Did you put the bomb in the boiler? I almost blew me up by you! ”

McGonagall raised an eyebrow, and he seemed to ignore the possibility.

However, there is no smell of gunsmoke at the scene, and Mo Bai should not use any cylinder as a cannon barrel.

Ignoring the discussion in the blacksmith's shop, McGonagall pushed her bike into the dining room and began to prepare for the noon opening.

At noon, a new product will be launched: stir-fried octopus whiskers and octopus balls.

McGonagall opened the refrigerator, and the small and large octopus whiskers were already in place.

The small size of the octopus whiskers, but there are also the thickness of the middle finger of the people, the large size is about the same thickness as the baby's arm, the oversized size is not put in the refrigerator, the thickest part is nearly half a meter in diameter, this is the time of sale for large customers such as dragons, restaurants do not need it.

The octopus whiskers look very fresh, just like an octopus freshly cut from the sea, and the skin on the surface and the small suction cups on the tentacles are exactly the same as ordinary octopus whiskers, and there is no difference between them and the naked eye, let alone the terrible octopus whiskers that are thick and full of big eyes.

For this alone, McGonagall has to admire the system's approach, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is ingenious.

After spending more than 100 days in the Kitchen God Proving Ground yesterday, McGonagall was completely immune and numb to the octopus, but one of the major problems it brought was that she had no desire to eat it.

Yes, although he has faced his fears, he still has not been able to pass the level in his heart.

If anyone in this world knows the octopus monster best, it must be him.

They were friends who had survived the calamity together.

Therefore, it has no way to get rid of the pimple in its heart to eat it for the time being.

Of course, since the system can safely make it into ingredients and supply it on a large scale, there is no need to worry about food safety.

Speaking of which, this octopus monster has grown for millions of years, and it is said that the super divine beasts have wronged him.

Bao Buqi ate this octopus whisker, and it can also have some special effects.

Close the refrigerator, there is a small ball machine with more than 100 small holes on the stove, octopus balls are a rather complex snack, for the heat, the operation is quite particular, which undoubtedly adds some burden to him.

Fortunately, his strength has increased, and his strength above level ten is enough for him to easily cope with this bit of busyness in the kitchen.

If it weren't for the fear of frightening the guests who were eating outside, they might not even be able to see his shadow.

After a while, Amy and the others went back to the dining room.

"Father, shall we eat octopus balls at noon?" Amy jumped through the door, looking at McGonagall expectantly.

"Okay, I'll do it for you later." McGonagall smiled and nodded.

"Great." Amy jumped happily twice.

Others are also showing some anticipation for the new product.

"I ...... I don't have much appetite, so I'll pack a fried rice and eat it later. Camilla looked a little unnatural, he was the only one of the people who had seen the octopus monster now, and he had a nightmare last night, and he really didn't see it appear on the table at the thought of the octopus whiskers full of eyes.

McGonagall looked at Camilla, but she didn't expect her to be afraid of tentacle monsters? Suddenly remembered that she still had a photo stone in her hand, if it fell into Irina's hands one day, she would inevitably be beaten by society, and immediately smiled and said, "Is it uncomfortable?" Why don't you let Hee take a look at it for you? Eating together is a tradition in our restaurant, and stir-fried octopus mustache is such a great delicacy that you must try. ”

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