As soon as the evening was closed, Dix was ordered to inform McGonagall that Dominic, the Minister of Property, had been taken away by the Grey Temple to investigate, and that both the Lord's Mansion and the Grey Temple had simultaneously launched an investigation into the Marquis family.

"Is the patriarch of the Marquis family still coming out?" McGonagall asked with a smile.

"The investigation is not over yet, and the results are still unclear, but as long as the Marquis family is not directly involved in the illegal industry, bribing the officials of the City Lord's Mansion and embezzling the illegal property, it is enough for him to stay in it for a while." Dicks smiled.

"It's just a while, it's too cheap for him, right?"

"All these years the Marquis family has relied on Dominic, and all of it has to be spit out, I think it is enough for him to have heartache for a while." Dix continued, then took out a ruling from his bosom and handed it to McGonagall, "This is the official ruling of the hot pot restaurant, it has the seal of the lord of the city, and no one will come to the hot pot restaurant to claim sovereignty in the future." ”

McGonagall unfolded the ruling and glanced at it, and it did stamp Michael's castle lord's seal, and it was written that the hot pot restaurant officially belonged to Rena, and there was no doubt.

"Thank you for me, the city lord, for justice." McGonagall put away the verdict, looked at Dix and smiled, "I'm sorry for you to run so late." ”

"It's okay, this matter is something wrong within our City Lord's Mansion, it's us who should apologize, then I won't disturb Boss Mai's rest, and I'll come back for breakfast tomorrow morning." Dix said a few polite words and left.

"The matter has been settled, and those guys who are trying to fight for the ownership of the hot pot restaurant will all live in the VIP cell next door, and with this ruling, there will be no messy controversy about the hot pot restaurant for a while." McGonagall entered the dining room with the verdict in hand, and smiled as she looked at Rena, who had packed her things and was about to leave with Mia.

"Really?!" Rena took the ruling with some surprise, read it carefully, and said in surprise: "Great, so that the hot pot restaurant can open as planned." ”

"By the way, I haven't asked you when you plan to open? On the opening day, Maimi's restaurant was closed for a day, and everyone went to cheer. McGonagall asked, a little curious, having forgotten to ask about this important matter in his busy days.

Rena thought for a while: "The renovation has been basically completed, and Phyllis has already helped me contact a group of excellent elves, I want to conduct an interview with them tomorrow to select the most suitable employees, the training period is three days, and I plan to officially start business in five days." ”

"It's vigorous." McGonagall smiled and nodded, five days later it happened to be the daily rest day at McMie's restaurant, and I think Rena had taken this into account.

"What's the name of Sister Rena's hot pot restaurant?" Amy stepped forward with the ugly duckling in her arms and asked curiously.

"yes, what's your name?" Mia's eyes also fell on Rena curiously.

"I want to name this hot pot restaurant Mairui Hot Pot, because hot pot is created by the owner, and the new hot pot restaurant is my inheritance and development of hot pot." Rena covered her face, "I'm really a waste...... After thinking about it for a long time, I only thought about this. ”

McGonagall's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she said with a smile: "Mai Rui hot pot, I think it's very good, it has the feeling of a sub-brand of Mai Mi Restaurant, and the meaning is also good." ”

"Yes, I also think it's very good, and it sounds very kind, and it sounds like our own hot pot restaurant." Mia nodded.

"Then if Sister Phyllis goes to open a kebab shop, can it be called Max Kebab Shop?" Amy asked with a smile.

"Well, this Dafa can be kept for backup." McGonagall nodded approvingly, he was also a novice.

"That'...... Then I'll use that name. Rena thought that her name would be complained about, but she didn't expect it to be recognized by everyone.

As everyone left, McGonagall went upstairs to wash, then told the two children a little bedtime story, and after lulling them to sleep, she ignored Irina's hints in her eyes, returned to her room, locked the door, went straight to bed, took a few deep breaths, and violently pushed away the kitchen god testing ground.

"Let's have an eye-to-eye showdown!"

McGonagall's eyes flashed with a white light, and she met a whole wall of dense eyeballs, and the large eyeballs that were piled together seemed to glow with some kind of evil light, which made people's hearts tremble.

"! System you're toxic, aren't you?! McGonagall jumped back in surprise.

"If you want to roast pig eyes well, you must have a deep enough understanding and understanding of pig eyes, and this first step must start from the naked eye to prove the truth! Please ask the host to find a hundred pig eyes that meet the conditions for roasting from these 10,000 eyeballs! The system's voice sounded without the slightest emotion.

McGonagall's throat rolled, and she felt her scalp tingle and a little headache as she looked at the dense eyeballs in front of her.

If you want to do a good job of roasting pig eyes, you must eliminate the fear of pig eyes, even if you can't love it, at least you must be able to be able to be in a good mood when roasting, and avoid bursting your eyeballs due to operation errors.

Barbecue is the art of charcoal fire, if you want to roast a perfect pig eye, the grasp of the heat, the understanding of each pig eye, determines whether you can bake a satisfactory pig eye.

Standing in front of the wall of pig's eyes, McGonagall took a few deep breaths and began to patiently discover the real pig's eyes in the eyeballs.

There should be a mixture of bull's eyes, sheep's eyes, and other beast eyes, and McGonagall can only rely on the experience in her mind to determine the real pig's eyes.

It was a very meticulous and long job, from the beginning of the nausea, the numbness of the scalp, McGonagall's mood gradually numb to the ten thousand eyeballs.

In his eyes, these eyeballs, which originally emitted an evil light, gradually became as normal and ordinary ingredients as corn and ham, and his goal was to pick out the required ingredients from a pile of waste products.

When this mentality was formed, his efficiency was greatly improved.

Soon, one hundred and twenty pig eyes were selected by him from ten thousand eyeballs, exceeding the task of the system.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, McGonagall's scene changed, and he was already in the familiar kitchen.

On the wall on the side, a 365-day countdown board also appeared.

"Roasted pig's eye...... Luckily, I haven't eaten this dark dish, so I shouldn't be too strict, right? McGonagall took a pot of pig's eyes out of the refrigerator and muttered to herself.

The eyeball that has been dug out by the roots retains the muscle fibers and subcutaneous fat around the eyeball, and the bamboo skewer cannot penetrate directly through the middle of the eyeball, but through the muscle, otherwise the person who eats it will not be able to experience the ceremonial bursting moment.