"I think the chefs who used their grudges to get you out knew that you were such a system, and they would probably be." McGonagall sighed, this kind of system that is unprincipled when you see money is not a serious kitchen god system at all, right?

"It's okay, they can't see it." The system replied calmly.

"Okay, but I'm not in a hurry to put it in now, I'll put it away when I change my clothes." McGonagall nodded, accepting the first parking charge in the other world.

"By the way, how about the system, you said that if I draw a few parking spaces in front of the restaurant, and then charge for it?" McGonagall's eyes lit up.

"Aden Square belongs to the City Lord's Mansion, and if the host mainly collects parking fees at the door, it may be rebounded by the City Lord's Mansion, and if you see a profitable City Lord's Mansion, you may fill the entire Aden Square with parking spaces, and then charge them one by one." The sound of the system sounded.

"You have a point." McGonagall thought about it carefully, and it was really likely that the situation would develop in the direction that the system said, so the White Gang City Lord's Mansion thought of a good way to make money.

"Ding, the clothes have been customized, does the host choose to cross-dress now?" The system's prompt sounds.

"Yes." McGonagall looked left and right at the empty alley and nodded.

A gray-and-black gown, a pair of cloth shoes, and a black and white wig soon appeared in the basket of bicycles.

McGonagall took off her coat and changed into the old-fashioned gray-and-black kaftan and shoes, and put on her wig as prompted.

"Please open your hands and close your eyes at the same time, the system will perform advanced makeup on the host, which will last about thirty seconds." The sound of the system rang out again.

McGonagall closed her eyes and immediately felt several brushes smeared on her face and hands at the same time, and when the time of half a minute was up, all the brushes were gone, and the system also prompted McGonagall to open her eyes.

McGonagall opened her eyes and looked at her hands, where some fine folds appeared on their originally skinny hands, which looked like those of an old man.

"The hands look good, but I don't know how the face is?" McGonagall reached out and touched her long gray-white beard under her chin, suddenly curious.

"1 copper coin provides a mirror to use once." The system prompt sounds.

"Don't." McGonagall walked straight to a well not far away and said, "System, put my bike away, stop the timer from now on." ”

"Don't you feel ashamed that the host, as a candidate for the kitchen god, refuses to spend even a copper coin?" The system heard a little dissatisfied, but still put away the bicycle as promised.

"Thrift is a virtue, what should be reflected is you, why does a kitchen god system even want to earn a copper coin?" McGonagall pursed her lips and slammed back mercilessly.

The system fell silent.

McGonagall walked to the well, leaned on the edge of the well and looked down, the surface of the well was very close to the well, and she could clearly see that the reflection was an old scholar in his sixties, with a rather elegant temperament, a gray-black robe, long black and white hair, and if he held a book and a ruler in his hand, he would be like a teacher.

"Who is this?" Even McGonagall wanted to ask, and even the shape of her eyebrows had changed, and there was no resemblance to his original appearance at all, and it was estimated that even Amy would not recognize him standing in front of her.

McGonagall suddenly believed that what the system had just said could turn him into a bewitching succubus?

"The system is pretty reliable sometimes." McGonagall nodded with satisfaction, this disguise technique is simply a plastic surgery, although it cost six gold coins, but now the effect is still quite worthwhile, so she didn't delay at the moment, and walked straight out of the alley.

Twenty minutes later, McGonagall arrived outside a detective office that also sold maps, stroked her beard, and pushed the door open.

After another twenty minutes, McGonagall was sent out of the door by a young man in a refined gray shirt with an enthusiastic face, and said with a smile on her face: "Old man, be careful of the steps, I hope these materials can help you write the general history of the Norlan continent, what I have admired most since I was a child is a person with a dream like you, if the elf race is finished, we also have the information of other races, and the latest information is from a few days ago." ”

"Okay, I'll come back next time." McGonagall glanced at the young man, nodded, her voice a little hoarse and vicissitudes, and walked away slowly with a large bag under her arm.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a big wrongdoer, and sure enough, the troubadour has a hole in his brain, and he dug it himself." The young man looked at McGonagall's distant back, shook the two dragon coins in his hand, shook his head with a smile, and turned to enter the store.

McGonagall, who turned the corner, also sped up a little, looking down at the information under her armpit, with the same smile on her face.

The price of two dragon coins to buy a copy of the information of the elves in the past five years, although it is not any top-secret information, but McGonagall still feels quite satisfied, this detective agency should be a relatively large energy private detective agency in the city of chaos, as for why not go to the Sherlock detective agency, the main reason is that McGonagall is not too confident in his acting skills, if he goes out of the way, he will ask for trouble.

After finding a secluded alley, McGonagall asked the system to put the bike back out, changed into her own clothes, and enjoyed the system's five-second makeup remover service, opened her eyes and looked at her hands back to normal, and was a little amazed by the system's amazing makeup skills.

"System, do you have any makeup experience to sell?" McGonagall asked tentatively.

"Does the host want women's clothing?" The system also asked tentatively.

"Get out!" McGonagall pursed her lips, put her clothes and papers in a large paper bag and put them in the basket, and then rode her bike in the direction of Aden Square.

"Ding! Twenty copper coins were successfully deducted! The system's prompt sounded.

"System, isn't it less than an hour?"

"Less than an hour, it will be charged as an hour." The system responds calmly.

“……”

McGonagall stopped in front of the Guangluo Employment Agency on her bicycle, there were still many people looking for work inside, McGonagall hesitated, locked the car, and walked inside.

The most efficient way to find an employee is to find a job agency, and McGonagall doesn't believe that this time there will be a good employee like Yabei Mia who will fall to the door and let him pick it up, but she doesn't know if the owner of the bird's nest has any suitable talents in his hands this time.

"Huh? That's not ...... The owner of Maimie's Restaurant? Not far away, Sally stopped and muttered to herself in surprise as she looked at McGonagall's back.