Hot and sour potato shreds at a relatively low price, unanimous praise, and people's call for another bowl of dry rice, won the favorite of the guests.

Tonight's dinner was sold a lot, but the turnover decreased due to the low price of hot and sour potato shreds.

McGonagall doesn't care much about this. He doesn't live on the restaurant's turnover now. As long as the guests eat happily, he also feels comfortable and he is done.

"The best ingredients are the cornerstone of top-notch cuisine, and it is also the cornerstone of bringing the restaurant to the next level. New mission release: Please host independently to develop a delicacy with a price of more than 10,000 copper coins! Mission time limit: seven days! After completion, there will be rich Reward!" The voice of the system sounded in McGonagall's heart.

"The top-notch cuisine uses the most common ingredients and simple cooking methods to make food that everyone likes." McGonagall curled his lips and contemptuously said in his heart: "System, you think there is no way to sell potatoes. That's why this task was given, right?"

"Kouhu! How can this system be such a system!"

"The food with a unit price of 10,000 copper coins is worthy of the Buddha jumped over the wall. Wouldn't it be Shanghai ginseng and abalone..." McGonagall ticked the corner of his mouth.

"Vulgar!" The system is serious: "This system is a serious system, and the price of vegetables is always fair, and it is not bullying!"

"Who sells vegetables in a serious system."

"That..." The system choked and said: "That system is also to maintain the operation of farms and pastures. It is a last resort. Do you know how much it costs to raise a lobster? Do you know that a shiitake mushroom grows from the strain? How many processes are needed?"

McGonagall curled his lips and said, "Okay, I'm tired of your words. Isn't it just food for 10,000 units? I just get a whole pig and I can't stop 10,000."

System:? ? ?

"The roasted whole pig is a bit exaggerated, so let's make a roast suckling pig? It's smaller and easier to handle." McGonagall thought.

Meg has become more proficient in grilling technology recently, and he has some ideas and confidence in grilling a big thing.

Roast suckling pig is the signature dish of Dukas Restaurant. McGonagall doesn’t have much favor with this restaurant, so you won’t feel too guilty about smashing other people’s signature things.

"The price of pork has risen recently, and the piglets are expensive for their mothers, one for two thousand copper coins." The system quickly said.

"African swine fever is also in the Nolan continent?" McGonagall frowned.

"Every little piglet is a strong competitor of the future pig king. Each roasting of a little suckling pig means that there will be less big fat pigs in the world that could grow up to 500 kilograms. The price of a thousand copper coins is quite conscientious." The system said seriously.

"Little pigs are everywhere, I can buy local pigs."

"The piglets provided by the system are produced from the purebred wild boar king breed wild boar in the Twilight Forest. The meat is firm and pure breastfeeding is unmatched by other suckling pigs!"

"It's okay, roast suckling pig, fatter is better, no need to brush oil." McGonagall was unmoved.

"Then what is the difference between you and Dukas restaurant."

"The same ingredients, similar methods, and two completely different dishes in the hands of different chefs can better reflect the ability of a chef." McGonagall said calmly.

"Now the local piglet also needs two thousand copper coins." This will be the system's turn to calm down.

"Huh? Are you crazy?" McGonagall frowned.

"Pig raising is still a new industry, and there is no large-scale promotion. Breeding pigs are scarce, so the price of piglets is generally high."

"It doesn't matter. I can also choose to roast whole lamb. A half-large lamb costs one or two thousand copper coins, and the price of a roasted whole lamb is much higher than that of a suckling pig." McGonagall changed his mind immediately.

He doesn't know the piglet, but he knows the price of lamb, which is quite common in the market.

"You fickle man!" The system was angrily.

McGonagall was too lazy to pay attention to him, and said goodbye to the girls who had packed up the restaurant and went back to the dormitory. When the door closed, he suddenly remembered Camilla’s invitation at noon today.

The night is dark and the wind is high, the moon is charming, and the air is faintly scent of flowers. Spring is here, and it's the season of animal reproduction.

"Am I going? Or shall I go?" McGonagall thought.

The children have been taken upstairs to sleep by Gina. They have been playing at night, went upstairs to take a shower, and then fell asleep obediently.

And Irina said that the night elves have something to do, and I will come back later.

"I'm just going to talk to employees who have a little problem with their mentality, that's all." McGonagall muttered to himself and walked to the grove in the northwest corner of Aden Square.

Just outside the grove, McGonagall heard a scream of ecstasy, and the sound of a ‘pop’ when the whip fell on the flesh.

"I haven't been there yet, is it so exciting?" McGonagall paused, with a suspicious expression on his face, and slumped into the grove.

"Dare you still dare!"

"Don't dare... Don't dare... Grandma, please forgive me..."

"Heh, forgive you? Let's wait until the aunt's anger disappears."

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

McGonagall stood behind a tree and looked at the clearing in the grove in the moonlight. Camilla, wearing high leather boots, stepped on a black-clothed man with one foot, waving a small whip in his hand, and beating that. The body of a man in black.

This is not the kind of smoking in the small movie. The two-meter-long leather whip draws sharp marks in the air. The tail of the whip is like a poisonous snake. The exhausted air made a sonic boom, and then fell on the man. There was a **** flower on his body.

The man’s screams were extremely tragic, especially when the whips fell between his legs, they screamed like a castrated pig.

Meg clamped his legs subconsciously, hesitating whether to step forward to stop this crazy woman.

And Camilla seemed to have known McGonagall’s arrival, and the whip fell heavily on the man's back. After the man snorted, there was no sound.

"Since I'm here, what are you doing hiding behind?" Camilla turned around and looked at McGonagall who was standing behind the tree with a smile.

The full moon was high in the sky, and the moonlight fell on Camilla.

The tight-fitting high-forked black dress perfectly presents her plump figure, the white luminous round and long legs are beautifully curved, and the black long-tube high-heeled boots are the finishing touch.

The red lips were as bright as they had just sucked blood, staring at McGonagall with cold eyes, and talking to him like a queen.

"Why did he provoke you again?" McGonagall walked out from behind the tree and glanced at the man in black who had been fainted.

"The night is black and wind is high, there are no people around, some stinky men, always feel that they have the opportunity to do something nasty." Camilla smiled coldly, and said endless mockery.