Chapter 2038： Woman, too hard!

Annie went upstairs to continue painting. Although Irina's injury was not serious, she was still a little weak.

So the family cancelled the travel plan, put down the hidden movie giant screen, and turned on the home theater mode.

"Oh! This Nezha looks like me, I also have Hot Wheels!"

"But her master is so fat, just like that pig."

"Is that long white one a snake?"

"That's the dragon."

"Is Nezha female?"

"It's a boy."

"Isn't she born with eggs? Would that ugly duckling become like her?"

"Probably not."

"Hahaha..."

...

After watching three movies in the morning, McGonagall put away the giant screen and let the little guy take a break, while he got up and went into the kitchen to make lunch for everyone.

McGonagall saw the rolling pin on the shelf that was big or small and waterproof.

It is golden, but there are no other patterns on the top, and there is no freehand golden hoop, which is a pity.

McGonagall grabbed the rolling pin and whispered: "Little, little, little..."

The one-foot-long rolling pin became smaller quickly, and finally became the size of an embroidery needle.

"Dashengcheng doesn't deceive me." McGonagall looked at the golden mallet in his palm and resisted the urge to push it into his ears.

I can’t hold it and say, eardrum perforation should be no problem.

"Big big..." McGonagall continued, and the rolling pin the size of an embroidery needle began to swell, and soon rose to a height of three meters, smashing the kitchen upright.

"It's interesting, it can be used as a jack when needed." McGonagall nodded, changed it back to the size of an ordinary rolling pin, and put it back on the shelf.

So far, he has not discovered the secret of this rolling pin?

This confusing name is probably the most mysterious.

...

"This wine last night..." Abraham sat by the bed, letting the beautiful maids dress and wash him, still reminiscing about the wine he drank last night.

He was carried back last night and drank the pieces directly.

According to usual experience, this morning should be very uncomfortable.

Surprisingly, he slept three rods in the sun, but after waking up he felt refreshed and had a rare good night's sleep.

"What was the name of the tavern last night?" Abraham asked, looking at the butler waiting by the side.

"Back to master, that pub is called'Saipan Tavern', which is open on Romo Street." The butler town replied.

"Saipan Tavern?" Abraham thoughtfully.

"Master, I have prepared some porridge for you. Would you like to eat now?" the butler continued.

Abraham stood up and looked at the butler and said: "Their snacks should also be able to support the meal. You send someone to buy me some snacks."

"Okay." The butler agreed and turned to go out.

Abraham suddenly stopped him again and said, "By the way, if their house hasn't opened yet, let's be civilized."

"Okay." The butler responded with a smile: "The old slave will go in person."

...

McGonagall had just prepared a table of dishes when there was a knock on the door.

"Huh?" McGonagall put on his mask and walked toward the door, looking through the doorway, and there was an old man standing outside.

The old man looked familiar. It was the old housekeeper who followed Abraham on weekdays.

"Hello, what's the matter?" McGonagall opened the door and went out.

"I'm harassing the boss. My host really likes the dishes you make to go with the wine. The villain is sent to buy some from you. I don't know if it is convenient." The old housekeeper said with a smile.

"This old glutton really knows how to eat and come to a pub to buy wine and vegetables, which ordinary people can't do." McGonagall raised his eyebrows slightly.

However, in view of Abraham’s suggestion for Amy last night, he still said: "The pub is only open at night, and the cold dishes have not yet started, but there are still some drunkard peanuts. Wait a minute, I will get you. some."

"Okay, thank you then." The butler quickly said.

After a while, McGonagall came out with a wooden box of drunkard peanuts and handed it to the butler.

"Boss, how much money is needed." The butler took out the purse.

"Last night, your master helped us out of the tavern. This peanut is a little bit of my gratitude." McGonagall smiled and shook his head.

"This can't be done. The master heard that you had reprimanded the old slave for not collecting the money last night. If you let him know that we were taking it for nothing, you will have to drive the old slave away." The old housekeeper took out a silver coin. Give it to McGonagall, "You take it, the master likes your cooking, and he will definitely come back in the future."

McGonagall tossed the silver coins in his hand and watched the old butler get in the carriage and leave, turning around into the tavern.

"This man is really incomprehensible. Even the Duke of Abraham can get on the line. What is his identity?" On the second floor of the Titan Tavern, Effie secretly looked at the opposite side through the half-covered window. .

"Miss, what are you looking at?" The maid's voice sounded from behind.

Effie was taken aback, and quickly reached out and closed the window, her pretty face rose with a trace of crimson, and she coughed to hide her embarrassment, and said: The window was cracked and it was a bit cold, so I closed it. "

"Oh." The little maid did not suspect that he was there. Putting down the food box in her hand, she took out the hot food and rice that she had just bought inside, and said, "Miss, I heard that the business in the opposite pub was good last night. Well, and their wine is very expensive, and a customer has to spend at least 1,000 copper coins."

"Yeah." Effie replied absently.

"Miss, why don't we increase the price of the wine? One of our customers is less than one hundred copper coins." The little maid asked in doubt.

"Idiot, our customers don't have much money. Ten copper coins and a cup of wine are too expensive. The price increase? If you increase it, you won't be able to maintain this point." Effie stretched out his green fingers and flicked the little maid. Forehead.

"I... I just want to talk about it." The little maid said in pain, holding her forehead a little aggrieved.

Effie rolled his eyes and said, "Others dare to sell a bottle of wine for two thousand copper coins. That's because the wine is really good. Let's follow it?"

"Then... Then let's sell their wine." The little maid narrowed her mouth.

"Send you to the owner of the opposite tavern, and change drinks from him?" Effie laughed angrily.

"I...I..." The little maid thought about it for a while, "If the boss wants it, the servant is still willing to sacrifice."

Effie: "..."

"I mean... he definitely won't want me." The little maid shook her head quickly and looked at Effie again. "However, if it is a young lady, I think he must not refuse. In this world, how can he refuse? The one who has missed the lady."

"I'm sorry, there is one on the other side." Effie sighed in her heart, didn't she have been rejected once.

Without him.

There is a prettier one in his house.

Woman, too hard.