Chapter 22: The Second Guest in the Restaurant

McGonagall opened her mouth, but she was speechless, and sure enough, the thinking of the snack was completely different from that of ordinary children, and she nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, then father will take you to go shopping tomorrow to see if there are any people who sell ugly ducklings, and we will buy one and raise it." ”

"Father is so nice." Amy happily rubbed McGonagall's hand, it was so sleepy that she fell asleep grabbing McGonagall's fingers after a while, and muttered roast goose in her mouth.

"It seems that I want to eat roast goose, and I have to get the recipe for roast goose as soon as possible." Thinking to herself, McGonagall slowly took her fingers out of Amy's little hand, looked at the cute appearance of the little one asleep, couldn't help but lean over and kiss her forehead, got up and took the chef's suit on the bed to take a shower.

McGonagall put Amy's little clothes in the washing machine first, washed them after taking a shower, and dried them out the window so that they would dry tomorrow, and then threw her own clothes in the washing machine to wash them.

McGonagall went downstairs, tidied up the kitchen, and sat down at the counter with a pen and paper, thinking about it.

The immediate priority now is to complete the task, which means that McGonagall will have to earn at least 3,000 gold coins, that is, sell 500 copies of Yangzhou fried rice.

McGonagall had overlooked a very important point, he could have bought the ingredients and didn't use them yet, so that the amount of work was cut in half, and the pressure was much less.

Of course, selling 500 copies of Yangzhou fried rice in ten days is also a difficult task for him, after all, he has only sold four copies of Yangzhou fried rice so far, and he has sold it to the same person.

"Do you want me to go out and shout by myself?" McGonagall wrote a 4 on the first line, put down her pen and looked in the direction of the door, only a few children ran in the square outside the door.

The location is so remote that if it's at the other end, the restaurant's appearance alone is enough to attract many customers, but not many people can even see the restaurant now.

"I hope there will be a few more guests in the evening." McGonagall walked to the door, unlocked it, flipped the sign on the door, and before she knew it was four o'clock.

There were no guests, Amy was sleeping again, and McGonagall could only sit on the high education bench behind the counter in a daze, combing through the memories in her head, slowly turning the useful things in those memories into her own, and understanding the pattern and race of the entire continent.

Sure enough, this world was much more dangerous than he imagined, even in this chaotic city managed by the Gray Temple, fights and the like still happened frequently, and in the absence of dead people, the punishment was not too severe.

"It seems that even if you can't recover to the strength of your predecessor when you were at your peak, you must at least improve your physical fitness to be able to protect Amy and the restaurant." McGonagall thought to herself, after all, from the moment this restaurant opened, he was destined to keep a low profile.

In the square outside the restaurant, a tall and thin elf wearing a silver-white gold-trimmed dress stopped, and his pale blue eyes looked in the direction of the restaurant with some surprise.

"Huh? How did this restaurant come to be here? And...... It's beautiful. Sally looked at the restaurant and the two-story building, her pretty face full of surprise.

Because she was chosen by the family marriage, and she didn't want to give her future to others at this age, she left the family overnight without telling her father, who was the patriarch, and set off from the Wind Forest all the way to the west, to the legendary City of Chaos.

After two days of wandering around this chaotic city, I did see a lot of interesting things, but because various races live here, I am still a little unaccustomed to it.

And she knew that her father must have sent someone to find her by now, so she deliberately didn't go to the elven inn and restaurant in this chaotic city. But the restaurants and inns opened by other races are really a little awkward for her, who is used to living in a beautiful forest castle, and last night she also stayed in an inn owned by a human woman, which is not gorgeous, but very clean, and only women have lived.

The problem of sleeping was solved, but eating became a problem.

Sally walked around the famous square of Aden, most of the restaurants looked greasy, and there were even all kinds of bugs flying around, and there were so many tables and chairs in them that she wanted to fill the whole restaurant, and the various races sat down almost next to each other, which made her feel intimidated.

She was a noble elf, and she could never sit at the same table as the orcs, let alone the dwarves!

From noon to now, the two spirit fruits she ate in the morning had already been digested, and she had walked all over the Aden Square, and her stomach had already rumbled again, but if she was allowed to eat in that kind of restaurant, she would rather starve herself.

Just when she was about to go to the restaurant opened by the elves she saw before to have a full meal, regardless of whether her whereabouts would be exposed, she found this beautiful restaurant in the corner of Aden Square.

The restaurant was even more beautiful than her castle, the crystal was so clear and transparent, there was not even a trace of impurities, and it was polished so lightly and evenly.

Even the crystal crystal in the Elven Queen's castle was less than half the size of this one, and it was cherished by her in the dormitory, and here it was just a wall that separated the restaurant, and the owner of this restaurant was such a luxurious person.

Through the crystal wall, you can see the scene inside the restaurant, the brown and yellow wooden tables are neatly arranged at a distance, although there are sixteen tables, even if they are full, they will not seem to be crowded in the slightest.

Of course, what caught her eye the most was the four amber chandeliers in the restaurant, the crystals were carved into such exquisite lamps, and the amber crystals were strung together, which was so dreamy.

"If only I could go in and have a meal." The idea suddenly popped out of Sally's mind, and she began to tempt her like a devil, but she was still a little entangled, there was no sign at the door that only elves were allowed to enter, what if dwarves and orcs came in and sat next to me?

At this moment, her stomach suddenly gurgled, and her hunger suddenly washed away the other thoughts in her mind, and she pulled the longbow on her back upwards and walked towards the restaurant, her face already full of confidence and determination.

In this chaotic city, she relied on her strength to speak, and she believed that her archery skills were enough to make those guys consciously exit the restaurant.

The ringing of the bell at the door interrupted McGonagall's thoughts, and she looked up at the door, revealing a look of surprise, and a tall elf entered the door.

The long pale blonde hair is tied in a neat ponytail behind him, the skin is fair, the face is delicate, the small pointed ears are erected on both sides, and the light blue eyes are a little noble. He wore a light silver dress with gold thread embroidered on the edges, revealing her delicate collarbones and a pair of slender and white calves, carrying a silver longbow on her back, and a quiver full of arrows hanging from her waist.

"Hello." McGonagall stood up and said with a slight smile, this is the second guest.