Chapter 1150： Little boss, you are really skin...

"I..." Elton looked at Amy and opened his mouth to argue.

However, Amy did not give him the opportunity to speak, watching him continue: "Look at your dirty hand, I am afraid that it has not been washed for a few years? The ugly duckling's small claws are cleaner than you.

And the dirty clothes, have you not changed your clothes since the winter of the previous year? But there is still a warm summer in the middle, it must be because you are too lazy.

Also, is it so difficult to get up and wash a face every day? Look at the face of the grandfather next to it, this is the reason why someone else has a wife. ”

Elton stepped back three steps and held his heart in his hand, feeling that he had been severely cricted.

“The father said that the cleaners’ grandparents brought us a clean Aden Square every day. It was very hard and cold, so I got up early with my sisters and prepared a delicious breakfast for everyone. How could it be dirty?” Amy looked at the crowd and said with a smile, then looked at Elton's body, and some disliked: "But you are really dirty."

Elton took three more steps and felt that breathing was not smooth.

Many cleaners have a sly face on their faces. Yes, Mr. McGonagall and these pretty ladies are not responsible for doing these things, getting up early for them, cooking for them and having the same breakfast for the restaurant guests, and they even Not content.

And this words are spoken from the mouth of a little girl, and it makes everyone feel embarrassed, and they are grateful to see Meg.

Old Jack looked at Elton and looked serious. "Alton, Mr. McGonagall has done so much for us. How do you bother to trouble people because you add more work, Mr. McGonagall doesn't care. Those who come to eat in this beautiful restaurant, are they willing to spend expensive money sitting in the place we have just done? You don’t want to be with you like this."

"Sorry, Mr. McGonagall, if we are in trouble for you, we won't have to prepare breakfast for us in the future. This is not what you need to do." Old Jack turned to look at McGonagall and apologized.

The cleaners also stood up one after another. Although they did not speak, they looked at Elton’s eyes a little disgusted and apologized.

I found out that I seemed to be irritated by the anger. I looked a little dodgy, coughed twice, and squeezed a few smiles: "I am just a joke, you... don't care, I sit on the ladder. Just eat it."

Speaking of immediately turning to the corner of the ladder, holding the bowl, picking up the spoon and starting to drink porridge.

Just a small piece of shredded pork has already let him taste the most delicious food in the world. How can he let it go?

McGonagall glanced at Elton, then smiled and looked at the cleansing workers: "Everyone will continue to eat, not enough in the pot."

The cleaners heard the words and then sat back again.

"Master Jack, you and your wife are also eating breakfast, it will not be good if it is cold." McGonagall looked at the old Jack and smiled.

"You are such a great person." Old Jack said a little complicated, with the old lady sitting on the steps and starting to drink porridge.

"The kindness of kindness, Mai boss is really a good freshman." Harrison glanced at the cleaners sitting on the steps, looking at McGonagall with great appreciation.

"Yeah, the original Crout bakery was able to provide food for the wanderers without restriction. In less than half a month, the original business had collapsed, and the boss was also beaten by the tramp. It’s disabled, and now it’s wandering in the street.” Jergi nodded and sighed.

"Wow! This porridge is too delicious!"

A cleaner picked up a spoon and took a spoonful of porridge to his mouth, porridge and lean meat in his mouth, and the strangely-skinned preserved egg, which brought an unparalleled taste.

For a person who can only drink white rice porridge or a flat cake without filling, such a bowl of meaty porridge is simply the best.

A hot porridge swallowed, and the warmth slid down the throat to the stomach, then spread out, and the cold body quickly warmed from the inside out.

"Delicious!"

"I have never eaten such a delicious porridge!"

A simple sound of praise, the cleaners sat on the ladder, eating preserved egg porridge, a happy smile on his face, immersed in delicious.

The cold is dispelled by the hot porridge, and the fatigue disappears. The delicious porridge fills the empty stomach, and the heat and strength gradually fill the body.

Looking at this scene, McGonagall smiled. Although he never advertised himself as a good person, it is undeniable that doing good things really makes things better.

The North Asian Mia also showed a happy smile on their faces. Although they got up a lot earlier than usual, this feeling is still very good.

"Hey." Harrison and Jergi touched their stomachs at the same time, and their eyes fell to the big pot.

"Father, I also want to eat that porridge." Amy raised her hand and pointed at the cauldron, and her face was fixed: "A big bowl!"

"Okay, I will give you a grand present." McGonagall nodded with a smile, picked up a large bowl, and gave Amy a night of preserved egg porridge and put it on the table.

Amy is happy to climb the chair and sit up, pick up the spoon and start drinking porridge.

"Hey~" The ugly duckling ran over the bowl and circling under the chair. Some of them anxiously called to Amy.

"You don't have to call the ugly duckling, you haven't got breakfast yet." Amy looked down at the ugly duckling and shook her head.

"That, Mai boss, we are coming very early today, can we let us try new products first?" Harrison said with a smile on his face.

Jergi is also looking forward to watching McGonagall.

This will be followed by several guests, watching the cleaners sit in rows, smelling the seductive scent, but also look at McGonagall.

For this cold day, come to a bowl of delicious hot porridge, don't be too happy.

"Sorry, business hours have not yet started. Please wait a moment. This is a new product launched today. You can order it when you officially open it." Meg smiled and shook his head. There is no point to discuss.

Harrison also knows Meg's temper and restaurant rules. Seeing Meg's shaking his head, he no longer insists, forcibly taking his eyes off the cleaners, and can't help but fall into the joy of holding a spoon. On the body.

"Little boss, this skinny skin is not skinny?" Harrison asked with a smile.

"I will show you it." Amy picked up a preserved egg and then bite it with her teeth. The preserved egg sagged, the tooth loosened, and it was restored to its original shape. It bite, loosen, bite, loosen, and then Chewed and swallowed, revealing a lovely smile.

"Little boss, you are really skin..." Harrison had some resentful swearing.