Effie took Amy to the door of the tavern, and as soon as he was about to knock, the door opened from inside.

"Has Xiao Ai go to buy breakfast alone?" McGonagall asked with a smile looking at the breakfast in Amy's arms.

"Yeah, I went to buy breakfast for everyone. Their breakfast looks pretty good." Amy said, nodding her head.

"Good." McGonagall smiled and reached out and rubbed Amy's head, then looked at Effie and smiled: "Miss Effie, morning."

"Good morning Mr. Hades, I just met Xiao Ai in the breakfast shop, so I dropped her back." Effie said with a smile.

"It's work." McGonagall thanked.

Effie took the food box in Mara's hand and handed it over, saying, "This is a silly soup that is characteristic of that breakfast shop. Generally, it is not allowed to be taken out. The boss and I are very familiar with each other, so I served three bowls. After eating, let Mara return the bowl and food container."

"Okay, thanks a lot, I'll send it over in a while, and Lao Mara will not run." McGonagall took the food box carefully and looked at Effie and said: "Right, parts of the distillation equipment How's it going?"

"I'm about to go to the blacksmith's shop to have a look. I should be able to get it today. I'm afraid the craftsman will neglect, so I personally get it." Effie said.

"The parts are all here, Miss Effie come over and tell me, I will assemble and debug for you." McGonagall nodded.

"Then thank Mr. Hades first." Effie said gratefully, taking Mara to say goodbye.

"Sister Effie is a good person. Without her, the boss would not sell me that soup." Amy said while looking at Effie's back.

"Yeah, very nice girl." McGonagall smiled and nodded, looking at the food container in his hand and the big bag of food in the little guy's arms, "Why do you think of buying breakfast today?"

"Because my father works so hard every day, I want to buy breakfast so that you don't have to make breakfast for us, and you can sleep a little longer." Amy's little face was full of seriousness.

"Well, so good." McGonagall smiled and touched Amy's head, his heart warm.

McGonagall brought the food box into the door, and casually said: "By the way, if the wishing well is effective today, let it send us a car, preferably the all-terrain type, so that it is convenient to buy vegetables."

"Any terrain car?" Amy thought for a while, remembering it in her heart.

Life experience system: "MMP!"

"Congratulations, Xiaozhu for completing the task of buying breakfast! Get a chance for a big turntable! Please go and collect it by yourself." The voice of the system sounded in Amy's mind.

"I want an all-terrain vehicle," Amy reminded.

"The big turntable is a probabilistic lottery. This system cannot guarantee what prizes the owner will get." The system explained.

"Then you only need to write each grid as an all-terrain vehicle." Amy said seriously.

system:"……"

"If you don't write, I won't smoke, huh, it's boring." Amy said proudly.

"Write...I write..." The system is humble online.

"That's right, good." Amy smiled again.

...

McGonagall opened the food box and took out three bowls of paste with various vegetables, sprinkled a few green onions on the surface, which looked pretty good.

I heard Effie call this kind of soup a muddle soup, but it has the same effect as Henan muddle soup.

Annie also happened to come down from the stairs, looking at the food on the table, showing a somewhat surprised expression, pointing at Amy in sign language and asking: "Amy, did you go out and buy this?"

"Yeah, Sister Annie, come and sit down. This is what I just bought. It's an oversized bag." Amy put the paper bag in her hand on the table and said proudly.

In addition to the silly soup, Amy also bought a bunch of foods such as tortillas, hard-boiled eggs, and crispy rice, all spread out, occupying half of the table.

McGonagall wasn't too worried about the problem of not being able to finish eating, at least half of it would enter Amy's stomach.

"Come on, dipped in Xiaomi's light today and ate the breakfast that I bought outside." McGonagall took three spoons to distribute, scooped a spoonful of silly soup and fed it to his mouth.

A thick paste with starch, radish, lean meat and certain mushrooms are added inside. It is salty and delicious, and it tastes delicious. In the winter morning, a bowl of it is warm from the stomach to the outside. It feels the whole person All came alive.

The tortillas are cut into small pieces, and the taste is not bad. They should be made by soaking the dried corn and then adding some flour. It has a fluffy texture and the fragrance of corn. It is a very good whole grain cake.

McGonagall ate a hard-boiled egg. The rice crust was too hard to suit the elderly, so he could only thank him.

However, the two little guys chuckled happily.

Amy was full to play with the ugly duckling, but Annie did not rush upstairs to paint and sat down opposite McGonagall.

"Annie, is there anything you want to tell me?" McGonagall asked Anne while smiling.

Annie hesitated for a while and said in sign language: "Is that person...the bad guy yesterday?"

"She's not a bad person, she should be considered a good person." McGonagall shook his head, and it seemed that Xi, who was carrying a heavy gun last night, still scared Annie.

"And she really likes the picture album you drew, so I gave her the mermaid."

Annie's eyes shimmered slightly, and a smile appeared at the corners of her mouth.

"I just don't know if she is reluctant to return it to me after reading it. If she doesn't return it, Annie will have to draw another one before it can be printed." McGonagall sighed slightly.

"It's okay, I can draw another one." Annie said quickly with sign language.

"By the way, I think you took a new picture book yesterday when you went downstairs. Is it a new work?" McGonagall asked curiously.

"Yeah." Annie got upstairs, took a picture book, and handed it to McGonagall.

This picture book is relatively thin, with vivid tortoises and rabbits on the cover, telling the story of the tortoise and the hare.

This is a picture book for the younger stage. McGonagall had told two children about this fable before, but Anne did not expect to draw it down.

McGonagall looked through it again, the style is cute, the rhythm is smooth, and it is fully capable of the function of entertaining and teaching.

"Annie's painting is getting better and better, the style is very cute, and the story is very suitable for children." McGonagall closed the picture book and resisted the urge to add a pepper rabbit recipe behind the picture book.

After all, Tutu is so cute, whether it is braised or barbecued, it is delicious.

A happy smile appeared on Annie's face.

On the other side, Amy had already turned on the big turntable in her mind, looked at the turntable full of all-terrain vehicles, and clicked to start.

After the pointer rotated a few times, I was lucky enough to stop on the ATV.

"I got it!" Amy was surprised.

"This one hundred percent probability...is there a chance of not winning?" The system wanted to cry without tears.