"Parent-teacher conferences?" McGonagall was stunned, and suddenly remembered that Amy had mentioned a parent-teacher conference with him the day before yesterday, but because there were too many things in the past few days, he forgot about it, and Amy was now learning magic with Crassus and Julian, but she didn't expect it to be Luna.

Luna seemed to see McGonagall's confusion and smiled, "Yes, the students of the School of Chaos need to have a parent-teacher conference every semester, and although Amy is currently studying magic with two magicians, the school has assigned her to the class where I am the homeroom teacher, so I will inform you to attend tomorrow's parent-teacher conference." ”

McGonagall suddenly nodded and said, "I see, there is Teacher Lauruna to run, what time is tomorrow?" I'll be sure to be on time when the time comes. ”

"The specific time is from half past one to half past four tomorrow afternoon." Luna looked at McGonagall and said with some hesitation: "School informant,This parent-teacher meeting,I hope both parents of the child can be present......"

McGonagall looked at Luna's hesitant appearance and smiled, "Amy also mentioned this topic to me once, but I was able to solve it because I didn't receive an exact notification before." ”

Luna looked at the smile on McGonagall's face, and felt inexplicably trustworthy in her heart, and a smile appeared on her face, nodding and saying, "Okay, then Mr. McGonagall, we'll see you tomorrow." ”

"See you tomorrow." McGonagall smiled and nodded.

"Aisha shouldn't refuse, right? If she refused, it didn't seem good to let Phyllis go...... But no matter what, it's better than Bloor! McGonagall muttered as she looked at Luna's back in the distance.

McGonagall, who was pushing her bicycle out to go to the talent market, suddenly stopped, rubbed her eyebrows with a headache and said: "I almost forgot, in two or three days, the competition for the food ranking list of the restaurant association will begin, and the fish-flavored eggplant must be studied as soon as possible, otherwise the classification list of vegetarian dishes will be blind." ”

"System, why don't you give me a recipe for fish-flavored eggplant." McGonagall asked as she tried to ask in her mind.

"In the systematic retreat research fertilizer, please do not disturb!" A large line of words drifted silently through McGonagall's mind.

McGonagall: "......"

I believe you are evil.

McGonagall complained silently in her heart, and rode her bicycle to the talent market first, and he was a little dazzled by all kinds of people of all ethnic groups, but he just didn't see a single eye.

By the time she came out of the talent market, McGonagall had already recognized the fact that he was also a face control dog.

Even if he is simple.

But looking at those cleaning aunts who are really full of ability, but are slightly inferior in appearance, he still can't make up his mind to hire them to join Maimie's restaurant with a high salary.

Along the way, McGonagall went to the Guangluo Employment Agency, but McGonagall still found the two Mediterranean boss Chris and asked him to help find a suitable candidate.

Although the last transaction made him feel like he was losing money, Chris still showed his exquisite side as a boss for McGonagall, and did not show the slightest displeasure, and the process should be not bad, but because McGonagall's requirements were more cumbersome and high, he asked for double commission.

"As long as I am satisfied, there is no problem with double commissions." McGonagall smiled and nodded.

"With the popularity of your restaurant, if you post a recruitment announcement directly on the door, it is estimated that many people will sign up." Chris accepted the power of attorney with a smile on his face and mentioned it casually.

"That's a solution." McGonagall's eyes lit up, her face showed a bit of thought, there are not a few customers who shout every day that as long as they give a meal, they can work in the restaurant for free, there are some excellent talents in it, Chris's proposal suddenly opened up a new idea for McGonagall, smiled and patted Chris's shoulder and said, "Boss Chris, thank you." Then he turned and walked out of the store.

"This ......" Chris's expression froze completely, looking at the back of McGonagall riding away on her bicycle, she wanted to slap herself in the mouth, what do you say you are cheap!

Then McGonagall went to the vegetable market, there are eggplants in this world, but compared to the eggplants on the earth, the eggplants on the continent of Nolan are larger, each one is the size of a winter melon, it is said that it was found from the territory of the forest trolls, except for the size, the taste is no different from the eggplant on the earth.

"Such a roasted eggplant is enough for a table of people to eat." McGonagall lifted a large purple eggplant from the stall, which weighed more than a dozen pounds, and made him secretly embarrassed.

The middle-aged boss who was leaning on the rattan chair and was drowsy saw McGonagall carrying the eggplant, and immediately came to his senses, and said with a smile: "Young man, this is my own purple eggplant, the size is definitely the largest in our village, and it is cheap, such a big one only costs ten copper coins, if you want more, I can also give you cheaper." ”

"A pound is less than a copper coin, and the price is really cheap." McGonagall thought to herself, but because of the limited cooking methods, except for the forest trolls, the other races generally avoided the soft and strange taste of the purple eggplant, which was why the old farmer had a mountain of eggplants in front of him, but it was almost unsalable.

"I don't want too much, just these three, and I'll come back next time." McGonagall picked out three good-looking purple tomatoes and handed them to the boss.

"Buy some more, buy five, and give one back." The boss took the money, and while tying up three large eggplants with straw ropes for McGonagall, he did not forget to continue to sell, saying that this year it seems that even the forest trolls don't like to eat purple eggplants, which makes him sad, and now he thinks that he can sell one more and count one, and he can't all rot in the ground.

"I'll be back tomorrow." McGonagall shook her head, and when she lifted the three, she already weighed more than forty pounds of purple eggplant and left, these were enough for him to try to make today, and the next most important thing was the production of bean paste, whether a fish-flavored eggplant was authentic and delicious, bean paste would play a vital role, and a good bean paste was equal to half the success.

When McGonagall was shopping for spices, she happened to see Phyllis who was still wandering in front of the beef stall, and when she looked at her carefully selecting beef, he didn't say hello, but watched for a while, and went back with the eggplant and spices.

The selection and purchase of ingredients is a very important skill and the foundation of becoming a chef, and Phyllis must master it independently.

Back in the dining room, McGonagall went upstairs and came down with a pamphlet containing dozens of recipes he had preset for the past two days, which contained all his understanding of cooking during this time, but whether there was anything that satisfied him was still to be verified.

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