Chapter Ninety-Two: Kicking Out of Bed Every Day
"System, can I curse?" McGonagall looked at the two modified designs in the back that could even be directly upgraded to holographic projection, and the offer was directly 100 gold coins, and 200 gold coins jumped up, and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and said, "It's better to buy a new one directly for this modification, right?" ”
"Please respect yourself, insulting the system may trigger the hidden mission." The system said solemnly.
"Okay, I bought a watch last year, and it looks good." McGonagall nodded, and glanced at the upgraded holographic projection, the fourth-level package that can perform various dances is indeed a little exciting, but looking at the price of the two hundred gold coins, she hesitated for a while, and said silently: "Upgrade the first-level package." ”
The most important thing now is to save money, Amy is still in the novelty stage for this music box, and she hasn't even learned the first song yet, so there is no need to upgrade to holographic mode.
"Ten gold coins have been deducted, the upgrade is in progress, it will be completed in five minutes, and the battery will be fully charged after the modification." The sound of the system then sounded.
McGonagall glanced at the counter, which was originally holding the music box, but now it was empty, the system would be fully charged anyway, and she didn't bother to continue to wait here, first scooped up the ugly duckling in her hand, and then slowly picked up Amy, and slowly walked upstairs step by step.
The little one slept a little deeply, and McGonagall was reluctant to wake her up, and after putting both of them on the bed, she went downstairs to turn off the lights.
Before washing up and turning off the lights, McGonagall stood by the side of the small bed and looked at Amy as she fell asleep, a smile on her face.
I didn't expect that I would have such a delicate and lovely little daughter, who made this supposed punishment so beautiful all of a sudden, and had many beautiful expectations and visions for the future life, starting from the restaurant, and slowly integrating into this chaotic city and this multi-racial world.
The next day, McGonagall woke up early, and the busy day began with the preparation of ingredients, and as a restaurateur himself, he realized how far in advance the restaurant serving breakfast needed to start preparing, and he still directly omitted the part of buying fresh ingredients.
Today's business is better than yesterday, and the fact that meat sandwich buns can lose weight has been passed on by the guests, so there are several waves of fat customers who came in teams today.
The largest is a group of eight rich ladies, the size is more exaggerated than Harrison, when they sit down, McGonagall is a little worried about whether the chair will be directly collapsed, but fortunately, the chair customized by the system is still relatively strong.
Later, after eating the meat bun, the scene was even more demons dancing, and the open mouths of the guests next to him never closed, and McGonagall didn't dare to look at it more, a little spicy eyes.
"Boss Mai, I look at the countdown to rest day 1 written on the signboard at the door, does it mean that your restaurant will not be open tomorrow?" In the evening, one of the guests took the meat bun and looked at McGonagall and asked.
"Yes, the restaurant will have one day off if it is open for six days, and today is the sixth day of opening, so it will be closed tomorrow." McGonagall smiled and nodded, this was the first time he hadn't known an explanation today.
"Well, I want to bring my wife and children over tomorrow to eat." The guest was a little disappointed when he heard this, and after thinking about it, he tried to persuade McGonagall: "You said that your restaurant business is so good, how much money should you lose if you don't open it for a day, and some guests come tomorrow and the restaurant doesn't open, maybe they won't come next time. ”
"Yes, Boss Mai, after eating the food you made, I can't eat other people's food, and I won't have to eat tomorrow, so I won't starve to death."
"Boss Mai, we have so many regular customers who come every day in the future, your business will last for a long time, can't you fish for three days and dry the nets for two days, isn't this torturing us?"
The guest sitting next to him also followed Ying Hedao, a little addicted, not eating for a day in a panic, and now hearing that McGonagall plans to take a day off, they are trying to make him change his mind, even with a little threat.
"I don't eat for a day and don't die of hunger, this is the rule set before the restaurant opens, only I can cook the food in the restaurant, and I have to leave a little time to deal with other things, so I can't do it all year round." McGonagall shook her head, explaining the rejection cleanly.
The guests looked at each other when they heard this, but McGonagall said this without the slightest negotiability, if the owner of the restaurant took a leave, he would be trembling, and he wanted to squat in the restaurant all day long, for fear that the regular customers would run away, where would he be as willful as McGonagall.
However, these days, McGonagall strictly adheres to the restaurant's business hours, even if there is a long line of dozens of people outside, she will not open a minute early, and when the business hours come, even if there are still a bunch of customers who want to order, they will not hesitate to refuse, so these words are just a struggle.
Seeing off the last wave of guests, McGonagall closed the door and let out a long sigh of relief that she could finally rest tomorrow.
He can understand the vision of his guests who want to eat food every day, but compared to playing with Amy, they eat one day less a week, and the lack of holidays and weekends is already his biggest compromise.
Today's turnover is basically the same as yesterday, which is already the limit of what he and Amy can do, and there are less than three hundred meat bun tasks left, which can be unlocked after returning from a day of rest.
The music box was changed to power, but Amy didn't notice that the little guy had been humming along for two days, and now he was able to sing the whole song along with the original song, and his musical talent was indeed not comparable to him.
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"Father, we're going to see Teacher Luna in the school today, right?" The next day, Amy woke up early in the morning, got out of the crib, climbed onto McGonagall's bed, and asked with some excitement.
McGonagall, who didn't have an alarm clock for a rare day, opened her eyes a little confused, just met Amy's big clean and bright eyes, the curtains were pulled open a little, it should have been done by Amy, and glanced at the alarm clock at the bedside, it was already eight o'clock, and some days I didn't sleep so comfortably.
"Yes, the restaurant is not open today, and we can go out all day after breakfast." McGonagall nodded, sat up, smiled and picked up Amy, who was lying on the covers, and tickled her, causing Amy to giggle.
Amy waved her little short hand to scratch McGonagall, and the laughter of father and daughter echoed through the room.
"Meow meow~" The ugly duckling jumped back and forth on the ground, and even wanted to stand up on his hind legs, trying to observe what was going on above, but the little short legs couldn't see anything at all, so he had to scream aggrievedly below, and was kicked out of bed every day today.
"Okay, the sun is going to dry your buttocks, it's time to set off in a while, which little dress do you want to wear today, and what kind of hair do you want to tie?" McGonagall asked with a smile as she picked Amy to her feet.