Chapter 1810： Maybe this is talent

"Boss, otherwise we'll stop making wine. I think my plate is quite good." Hanna looked at McGonagall to pick her up, with a serious expression.

"You like this, are you worthy of your grandpa?" McGon frowned.

"I think he was quite peaceful before, and he was not so obsessed with passing rum." Hannah groaned.

McGonagall didn't speak, just watching her quietly.

"I don't think it's easy to serve the plate, right ... just ... uncle, I don't want to work hard ..." Hannah was about to cry, "I don't want to draw pictures ... I don't want to draw pictures ..."

"Hmm." McGonagall took out the stack of drawings from behind and shook it in front of Hannah.

"What is this?" Hannah squinted at the drawings, feeling a little familiar.

"I went back while you were sleeping. The scene was a bit horrible. The machine did have some problems. I'll change it for you," McGonagall said calmly.

"Really ?!"

Hannah's eyes brightened, she carefully took the drawing from McGonagall, and scanned the drawing roughly. The more she looked at the expression, the more she admired it. The last two eyes stared at McGonagall: "Boss, this is really you Painted after so much sleep? "

More than thirty drawings were not changed from her original, but completely redrawn.

Although the overall structure is roughly the same, all dimensions are resized.

You know, it took her more than half a month to explode her liver every night, and she worked out the drawing with great pains, and it took her several days to proofread the size, and she stayed with Mo Bai during this time. Study while forging.

But it took the boss only half a day to redraw a design and resize it?

"Um." McGonagall nodded. In fact, after the system was drawn, he turned around the north side of the city and chose two plots next to the rum brewery to prepare for the brewery and the Maotai brewery. I came to Hannah for fear of affecting the business at noon.

"No ... it explodes again, right?" Hannah was still a little worried.

"In theory, there should be no problem." McGonagall nodded.

"you sure?"

"Ok."

"Boss, you are so good!" Hannah gave McGonaga a big hug, and the sorrow on her face was swept away, and she was full of energy again.

McGonagall opened Hannah's head with a finger. "You can give yourself a break today. I've asked the workers to dismantle the blown-up machine and drag them away. By the way, they can rebuild the factory. You can first The drawings are inked and see if he has time for you. "

"The mainland doesn't explode, Hannah doesn't take vacation!" Hannah shook her head. "I'm going to find Mobai's boss now, and I still have to run the material market. The materials above don't look easy."

"Okay, then take my car and I will take you back." McGonagall didn't stop her, took her out, and rode a wind-drawn bicycle back to the restaurant.

"Boss, did you already know how to make this machine?" Hanna asked a little later on the way.

"No, I don't, don't bullshit."

"Then how can you draw such a perfect picture in just a few minutes? I have done it for a long time." Hannah didn't believe it.

"Perhaps this is talent." McGonagall looked pale and light.

Hannah held her fist, bit her silver teeth, and wanted to hit someone.

McGonagall stopped in front of the smithy. The car had not stopped yet. Hannah could not wait to jump out of the car. She waved her hand with McGonagall and rushed into the smithy. "Boss Mobai! Put the bomb in Is it in the boiler? I almost killed you! "

McGonagall frowned, and he seemed to ignore the possibility.

However, there was no smoke at the scene, and Mobai should not treat any cylinder as a cannon.

Ignoring the discussion in the blacksmith's shop, McGonagall pushed his bicycle into the restaurant and started preparing for the noon business.

New products will be launched at noon: stir-fried octopus whiskers and octopus balls.

McGonagall opened the refrigerator, and the small and large octopus had to be in place.

Small octopus beard, but some people have the thickness of the middle finger, large size is about the thickness of the baby's arm, the large size is not put in the refrigerator, the thickest part is nearly half a meter in diameter. This is for sales to large customer groups such as dragons. Yes, the restaurant is not needed.

The octopus mustard looks very fresh, just like the octopus freshly picked up from the sea. The skin on the surface and the small suction cups on the tentacles are exactly the same as ordinary octopus whiskers. There is no difference at all to the naked eye. It is reminiscent of how thick and horrible the octopus beard is.

This alone, McGonagall had to admire the system's means, saying that it was too clever.

Yesterday and night spent more than a hundred days in the Kitchen God Proving Ground. McGonagall was completely immune and numb to the octopus, but the big problem that came with it was that he had no desire to eat.

Yes, although he had faced the fear, he still couldn't pass the level in his heart.

If anyone in the world knows the octopus monster best, it must be him.

They lived through the robbery together.

Therefore, for the time being, it has no way to dispel the shackles in its heart to eat it.

Of course, since the system can make it assuredly into ingredients and supply them on a large scale, there is no need to worry about food safety issues.

Speaking of which, this octopus monster has been growing for millions of years, and he has been wronged by the supernatural beast.

Bao Buqi eats this octopus whisker and can have some special effects.

When the refrigerator was closed, a small meatball machine with more than a hundred holes was added to the stove. The octopus meatballs were a rather complicated snack. They were very particular about the heat and operation, which undoubtedly added some more to him. burden.

Fortunately, his strength has increased, and his strength above ten is enough to allow him to easily cope with this busyness in the kitchen.

If they were not afraid to scare the guests outside, they might not even see his shadow.

A short while later, they returned to the restaurant.

"Sir Father, shall we have octopus **** at noon?" Amy jumped into the door, looking at McGonagall expectantly.

"Okay, I'll do it for you in a while." McGonagall nodded with a smile.

"That's great." Amy jumped happily twice.

Others also showed some expectations for the new product.

"I ... I have no appetite. I'll pack a fried rice and eat it back in a while." Camilla looked a little unnatural. He was the only one who saw the octopus monster now, and had a nightmare last night. Then, the thought of the octopus whiskers covered with eyes, did not see it appear on the table.

McGonagall looked at Camilla, but she didn't expect her to be afraid of tentacles? I suddenly remembered that I had a picture stone in her hand. If she fell into the hands of Irina one day, she would be beaten by society. Then she smiled and said, "Where is it uncomfortable? Or let Xixi help you see Eating together is the tradition of our restaurant. Stir-fried octopus must be such a great food, you must try it. "

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