Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

Amy seriously thought about it and looked at McGonagall: "I want two little scorpions, then I want to wear the purple skirt with flowers on my chest, and I still wear white shoes. Is this small with mushrooms? The elf is very similar?"

"Well, this is the more lovely Amy Elf than the mushroom elf." McGonagall nodded with a smile, got up from the closet and helped Amy take the little skirt out and put it on, and then used her skill to tie her up. A pair of ponytail bun, after this period of practice, tied hair for Meg is already completely handy.

Only Amy is very satisfied with this hairstyle, and has no intention of changing her hair, so she has never had the chance to reveal other hairstyles.

Putting on white shoes, Amy turned around in the same place and looked at McGonagall: "Father, is it so beautiful?"

"Well, it really is a super beautiful elf." Meg's eyes lit up and nodded seriously, more cute than the elf in the music box.

"Hey~" The ugly duckling came over and used his head to gently lick Amy's calf. He had just called for so long, no one cares about it, a little wronged.

"Ugly duckling, you don't want to waste your skirt, anyway, it won't be beautiful if you put it on." Amy bent over and hugged the ugly duckling and sighed.

"喵喵~" The ugly duckling raised his paws and put it in front of his face. He widened his eyes and sold and screamed, trying to prove that he was not ugly.

"It's even more ugly." Amy reached out and turned his face to the side.

"Hey~" The ugly duckling didn't look away, and there were tears of despair in his eyes.

McGonagall shook his head with a smile. If you change a little master, the cute little orange cat must be favored, but here at Amy, it is still only a reserve of food, and every day is a good show of fancy cat abuse.

Washing down the stairs, McGonagall glanced at the door, and there were a few guests outside looking out of the glass window, looking at the figure of Meg, his face showing a surprise color, and soon he knocked on the door. sound.

"System, do you sell the blinds that can be lifted and lowered?" McGonagall frowned, suddenly felt that he needed to add something to the glass window when he was not open, otherwise there would always be a feeling of being snooped.

"The host has no permission to let the system transform the restaurant. If you want to renovate the restaurant, you can upgrade the restaurant to lv1 level, and the system will modify the restaurant for the host for free within a certain range." The host sounded serious.

"Then you will help me measure the size of the floor-to-ceiling glass window." McGonagall said.

"It is 6.5 meters long and 3.6 meters high." The system replied quickly.

"That gave me a pair of liftable blinds of this size and the matching components installed." McGonagall nodded.

"This system repeats again, the host has no permission to let the system transform the restaurant." The system is serious.

"So, from the beginning to the end, do I have to make you change? I just want to buy it, you don't want to be so active, are you not a serious food system?" McGonagall, with a bit of sarcasm.

"..." The system silently floated a line of ellipsis, and then a serious saying: "This system is a serious kitchen system, no shutters."

"5 gold coins?" McGonagall said.

"Positive system." The system emphasizes.

"6 gold coins, higher, I went to buy bamboo mats, the original color bamboo mats are also very good to look up." McGonagall raised his eyebrows, the sound is still calm.

The system was silent, it seemed to be struggling, and after a while hesitated: "Add a little more?"

"Do not add." Meg's mouth slightly tilted, this system really did not have daily exercise, categorically refused.

“Adding 4 gold coins, this system can provide the most venetian blinds with the color of the restaurant. It can be automatically lifted and designed. It is perfectly hidden when it is put away. It can block all the sights when it falls. It can provide a set of installation tools and precise positioning. Punch, fool-like installation, you are satisfied with the package." The system said in a tempting voice.

"Forget it, it's too heavy. I can't lift the blinds that are more than four meters long. It's more unrealistic to install it myself. I still go out and find a conscience seller who can deliver it to the door. It is also free to install the conscience seller." McGonagall shook his head, a little bit Unfortunately,

The system fell silent again.

"Father, you see the guests coming again. Are we not opening today?" Amy looked out at the window and looked inside, and the guests who kept knocking on the door looked up at Meg.

"Well, we don't open today, but they still want to eat, you sit down first, I will pour you a glass of water, and then make breakfast." Maggie smiled and nodded and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

The sign on the doorway has been written very clearly. When Meg intends to go out, he will explain it to the guests who have not left, but it is estimated that there will be a sigh.

For the system that is in silence, McGonagall is not in a hurry to urge him. Anyway, he is too lazy to do it himself. After all, such a large lifting venetian blind, it is unrealistic to install it by himself, but the design of automatic lifting is to find someone to help, and it is inevitable. Another explanation is needed. Naturally, the system is the easiest to install.

"These guys, why can't you let your father and adults take a good day off, and today we have to go see Teacher Luna." Amy looked back at McGonagall, whispered, clenched her fist and hugged her. The ugly duckling walked toward the door.

There are more than a dozen guests outside the door. Some of them didn’t come over to eat yesterday. They didn’t hear McGonagall’s personal explanation. Others heard Meg’s explanation and came over in the morning to try their luck. Maybe Mai’s boss When you see so many guests, you open the door.

However, the restaurant that opened at 7:30 in normal times is still closed at the door of the store today. I saw the countdown to the rest of the door. After waiting for a while, I didn’t open the door. Many guests left on their own. After all, it is still impossible. Because a breakfast disrupts the rhythm of the day.

And some of the guests who have gone a lot of roads to get here, did not eat and leave, some are not reconciled, so slowly still left more than a dozen people, and discuss and will have to say good things to McGonagall, Or a few words, how can I let Meg give them a meat folder and then go.

Sargeras is also in the crowd, yesterday was lucky, made a high-level mission, killed three flamingos, got a bounty of 80 gold coins, left some gold coins to come over for breakfast today, but such a task It’s not every day. It’s luck to be successful at one time, so the original ten plans were reduced to five.

Yesterday I heard Meg's explanation, but before I went to pick up the task, I still wanted to come and try my luck. This would stand behind the crowd and I was not in a hurry.

After everyone heard that Meg went downstairs, they all looked forward to the direction of the door. I hope that after seeing everyone's enthusiasm, Meg can change his mind.

"jingle"

The bell at the door rang, and the door slowly opened inward. The eyes that everyone expected were lost, and moved down halfway. Only then did I see Ami, who was indifferent with a small orange cat.

“The restaurant is not open today. My father and I are going to see Luna’s teacher. Let’s have a delicious rainbow fried rice and meat clips tomorrow.” Amy’s cold face, then raised her hand and put it in front of her, seriously: “If If you knock on the door again, I will fire the ball. Oh, I, Amy, super fierce!!!"