Chapter 37: So, which one is not allowed to do crowdfunding?

When I left the last guest, it was already 1:35. There was a guest who wanted to come again, but was rejected by McGonagall. The business hours were over. Of course, I should rest. Amy and he are still hungry.

"Father, we sold a total of 24 Yangzhou fried rice at noon, and received 10 dragon coins and 44 gold coins. It was great, a lot of money." Looking at the back of the McGonagall, Amy was happy to pat Small hands, eyes are shining.

"Twenty-four copies?" McGonagall was somewhat surprised. Although he had been stopped making fried rice at noon since the opening, it was a bit unexpected to sell him twenty-four.

Of course, what makes him happy is that the situation of too few restaurant guests has finally been broken. The guests who entertained at noon today are likely to come at night, and if they will spread the food they eat like white, say There will be more guests in the evening.

McGonagall counted in his heart, so that in less than ten days, he would be able to get enough 3,000 gold coins to complete the task, so there is no need to worry about being re-disabled by the system. He couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief and watched the happy gold coins. Mi, said with a smile: "Millet is doing very well today. I am going to make rainbow fried rice for Xiaomi. It should be hungry."

"Well, Xiaomi's stomach is hungry and flat." Amy grinned and touched her stomach and nodded pitifully.

"It will be good for a while." McGonagall touched Amy's head with some distress, and walked quickly toward the kitchen, and soon took a fragrant Yangzhou fried rice.

Amy ran to wash her hands. After she dried it, she sat down on the chair. She picked up a spoon and took a spoonful of fried rice. She looked up at McGonagall and said: "The father is always busy, and must be hungry than Xiaomi. So the father must eat a bite of rice before eating."

"Good." McGonagall looked at Xiaomi's face with a serious little expression. His heart was warm. He smiled and leaned over to eat the fried rice. He nodded. "That millet is delicious, I will go again." Make one."

"Well," Amy nodded happily, feeding her with a spoon and eating happily.

After lunch, McGonagall cleaned the restaurant carefully. Every table was wiped with a dry and wet towel to ensure that there was no trace of oil residue. Then, Amy, who was talking at the back of the counter and talking to the big egg, went to take a nap. I also slept for a while.

Before opening the door in the evening, McGonagall and Amy had dinner in advance, otherwise it might be too late to eat after 9:00, it would be too late.

The white ink next to the restaurant was still the first to line up at the door, and the haha ​​and the hay were almost open, and Kang Di, who was riding the black scorpion, arrived.

At noon, he was still arrogant, but he would take the initiative to head to Kangdi and nod. He watched him sink for a while and lowered his voice: "I think you really have the possibility to kill the dragon. I heard that human beings were the most powerful. The Knight of the Maggie Alex, in addition to being on the battlefield, never bothered to fight with others, are you paying tribute to him?"

"Yes, that is my idol and goal. One day I will become a dragon warrior like him." Conti smiled and nodded, and there was a frenetic color in his eyes.

"Young people, I have heard at least 50 young knights who come to the store to buy swords. If you really want to kill dragons instead of being eaten by dragons, you should first train your sword and change. A decent mount, when Maggie Alex did not ride the black dragon to kill the dragon." Ink smiled and smiled.

"Little Black has been with me for many years, it is my old friend." Kang Di shook his head with a smile, and said: "A month later I am going to the town of Shuangta, I heard that the evil that attacked Shuangta Town many times. The red dragon is in an active period, I want to try my luck..."

McGonagall is cooking fried rice in the kitchen. While listening to the outsiders, he tells the story about him. There is a kind of my legendary feeling that I have long since disappeared from the rivers and lakes.

Although strictly speaking, it should be regarded as the predecessor, but because their souls and memories have been merged in some aspects, there is nothing wrong with those experiences that are said to be his.

His mount was not a black scorpion, but a gryphon, the only purple lion in the Los Angeles Empire.

As Meg expected, the evening was a lot more lively than at noon. The guests at noon brought new guests, and the pedestrians who passed by were attracted by the appearance of the restaurant. They entered the restaurant and watched the food enjoyed by others. I can't help but order it.

"Boss, I want to have another one!"

"Sorry, today's business hours have arrived. Please come back tomorrow." Maggie smiled and sent the last guest out of the door. After flipping the sign and closing the door, he took a long sigh of relief and the business hours at night seemed a bit too long. .

"Father, you guess how many copies of rainbow fried rice we sold at night." Amy asked McGonagall.

"Well... forty?" McGon thought, guessing.

Amy shook her head and grabbed a dragon coin with excitement: "No, it is forty-five, and I have received a total of twenty dragon coins and seventy gold coins."

"Then we sold a total of 70 Yangzhou fried rice today, very good." McGonagall also laughed happily. Today's turnover is 426 gold coins, and the cost is at least 213 gold coins.

"Yeah." Amy nodded, and some doubts and some expectations looked at McGonagall and asked: "But father, you are so delicious with rainbow fried rice, other things must be done very well. Why do you only make rainbow fried rice?"

McGonagall stunned and looked at Amy's expression. The idea of ​​a little girl who soon understood was mostly to eat something other than Yangzhou fried rice.

Speaking of it, this Yangzhou fried rice is delicious, but it is a bit too monotonous to let McGon eat three meals a day. Amy thinks it is almost the same feeling.

"These two days may not work." Looking at Amy's expectation, Meg is also a little helpless. This new meat folder can only be unlocked after completing the 3000 gold coin purchase task. It takes at least six days at the current speed. Row.

"Okay." Amy was slightly disappointed.

"2500 gold coins... Where should I go?" McGonagall looked at Amy, thinking in his heart, this is a huge sum of 250,000 copper coins, his eyes suddenly brightened, "Yes, system, I can make new products." Crowdfunding?"

"Please take the task seriously, complete the task in strict accordance with the normal methods and procedures, and steadily advance toward the goal of the kitchen god!" The system sounded serious.

"You give me the task again." McGonagall said.

"This mission: the host must purchase 3,000 gold coins in cash in ten days, the task can be completed to unlock the new recipes, the meat and meat sandwiches, the mission failure physical quality -0.5."

"So, which one is asking not to engage in new product crowdfunding?" McGonagall asked.