Yangzhou fried rice tastes good, and the meat sandwich bun is also delicious, but as a person who eats rice as a staple food, I still feel that something is missing when I eat these two things every day.

Although the system has just issued a new quest and can unlock Tofu Brain in the future, McGonagall still wants to trick the system and see if she can unlock one or two other dishes.

The system was silent for a while before he spoke: "In view of the host's contempt for the system task, it is opportunistic and triggers the hidden task: if the number of people entering the restaurant reaches 1,000, you can unlock a yellow braised chicken rice recipe, and each person will only count it once." If it is not achieved within fifteen days, the physical fitness point is -0.5. Progress: 155/1000"

"In other words, will 1,000 different customers come into the store in fifteen days?" McGonagall raised her eyebrows, the difficulty of this task was much more difficult than selling a thousand meat sandwiches, after all, some customers can eat several meat sandwiches, and repeat customers will consume them many times, and one person may buy a dozen meat sandwiches in a few days.

But a thousand different guests, that's a different concept entirely, and if it can be achieved, it can definitely elevate the restaurant to a full capacity.

But a few days after the restaurant opened, there were only 155 people who entered the store to consume, and it was a bit square to deduct physical fitness points if they couldn't achieve it.

Of course, McGonagall's concern now is not whether there is business, but because the previous customers are too sticky, new customers may not be able to eat, which will inevitably slow down the increase in new customers.

"Consumption in the store is the key, it seems that the number of take-out still needs to be controlled, it is best to achieve a certain publicity effect, and at the same time try to meet the requirements of the guests who eat in the store." McGonagall thought to herself, her eyes lit up again at the thought of braised chicken rice.

This is one of the three major catering giants that can be compared with Lanzhou ramen and Shaxian snacks.

McGonagall had eaten a few authentic braised chicken rice in her previous life, although she was ruthless and poisonous after wiping her mouth, but the taste really didn't have to be said, the chicken meat was fresh and tender, and the old soup was pure and beautiful, after eating the chicken, she asked a bowl of rice to pour into the soup pot, and it was a delicious chicken soup bibimbap.

Now that I think about it, I was really picky in the egg at the beginning, but when I think of my poisonous tongue comment, McGonagall's expression became a little distorted again, MMP...... It seems that even if you complete the task and get the recipe, you have to be mentally prepared to be locked up in the Kitchen God Proving Ground for hundreds of days.

The reincarnation of heaven is really unpleasant!

McGonagall complained in her heart about making such a standard way of cooking, and fell asleep after a while.

The next morning McGonagall was woken up by Amy's voice, reached out to turn on the bedside lamp, sat up from the bed and looked at the cot, Amy sat on the bed, it looked like she had just woken up, rubbed her eyes a little worried, looked left and right, looked at McGonagall and asked a little puzzled, "Father, where is the ugly duckling?" ”

"Huh?" McGonagall paused for a moment, didn't the ugly duckling sleep on Amy's arm yesterday.

"Meow!" At this time, a somewhat aggrieved voice came from under the bed.

Amy and McGonagall looked under the bed at the same time, the ugly duckling didn't know when she fell under the bed, and looked at Amy with an aggrieved face, like a little daughter-in-law who had been kicked off the bed, not to mention how resentful her eyes were.

"Poof-" Amy laughed directly, leaning on the edge of the bed, and said with a smile, "Ugly duckling, I can't kick you out of bed, right?" ”

The ugly duckling seemed to understand Amy's words, nodded, his eyes were more aggrieved, and he raised his little paws, as if begging for a hug.

McGonagall also had a smile on her face, looking at the ugly duckling on the ground and feeling a little pitiful.

"That's right, I said that you might be kicked under the bed by me, you still don't believe it, next time you should sleep in your little basket." Amy shrugged, looked at McGonagall again, and asked, "Father, are you going to get up now?" He yawned slightly.

"It's still early, millet and the ugly duckling can sleep a little longer, I'll get up and prepare the ingredients." McGonagall glanced at the alarm clock at the bedside, it was only four fifty, she got up from the bed, reached out and scooped up the ugly duckling the size of a palm under the bed and put it on the small bed, and shook her head with a smile.

"Okay, then Millet will sleep a little longer." Amy nodded, pressed the head of the ugly duckling crawling into her arms along the quilt, and warned seriously: "Ugly duckling, don't grab clothes, this is a new dress that my father sold me, if it is broken, you will not be allowed to go to bed in the future." ”

"Meow~" The ugly duckling immediately didn't dare to move, nodded his head, and closed his eyes comfortably on the quilt.

"Good." Amy nodded in satisfaction, lay back down, and fell asleep again with her eyes closed.

McGonagall smiled and covered Amy with the little quilt and folded a small horn over the ugly duckling's body, it was important for the kitten to maintain her body temperature.

After changing her clothes, washing up, and then going downstairs to start preparing all the ingredients for the meat sandwiches, McGonagall was going to make sixty-four meat sandwiches this morning, and the four ovens were sold out, and the hour and a half in the morning was almost over.

At seven o'clock, McGonagall went upstairs to wake Amy, and the little girl had to brush the ugly duckling's teeth while she washed.

McGonagall laughed and explained for a moment before she gave up on the idea, but eventually gargled the ugly duckling a few times.

"Forget it now, wait until your teeth grow and then brush it." Amy looked at the ugly duckling who licked a few mouthfuls of water and swallowed it directly, and nodded while brushing her teeth.

The ugly duckling stared at the small toothbrush and white foam in Amy's mouth, and slowly retreated in the direction of the door, this thing was too terrible to retreat.

The goat's milk I bought yesterday has been drunk, and I won't have time to buy it until after the end of business hours in the morning.

So at breakfast time, the ugly duckling lying in Amy's arms looked up at McGonagall and Amy eating Yangzhou fried rice while nibbling on the meat bun, and their eyes were about to shine, but no one thought about feeding it, and finally sadly raised his paws to cover his eyes, looking out of sight and out of mind.

"Ugly duckling, I see your eyes leaking out of your paws, you can see it if you want, I won't give it to you anyway." Amy took a bite of the meat bun and said with a smile and bowed her head.

The ugly duckling slowly turned his face away, removed his little paws, and looked at the sky, looking loveless.

McGonagall smiled and shook her head, cleaned up the table after breakfast, and waited until half-past seven to open the restaurant door.

The first one waiting outside the door today was Mo Bai, but there were already four or five people waiting behind Mo Bai, consciously lined up, and saw McGonagall's eyes light up when they opened the door, and several regular customers also called out with a smile, "Boss Mai".