Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

The girl stared at him for a while, some helpless solution under a small gourd to him, said it was home with the spring, drink more thirst, and then continue to climb upstairs.

Not everyone can enter the master's tower, especially foreigners. It's a forbidden area. But at that time, he thought that he could feel a little care and warmth before he left the world. So Krasu opened the gourd and took a drink. He found that it was the milk of life which was more precious than the spring of life.

There were only three drops, but it was the three drops of life milk that allowed him to continue his life for more than ten years.

Such a precious thing, as if she had given him a gourd of spring water from her hometown. She gave him an old man who met by chance and didn't even know his name. She didn't even ask for his name.

Later, he learned that she was the princess of the elves, the only heir to the throne, and that the milk of life was indeed brought by her from home. In her opinion, it was just right to quench her thirst. Seeing that he coughed frighteningly, she gave it to him.

It was the first time that she came to the Los empire. She followed the ministers of the elves to pay a friendly visit. Somehow, she cheated the guards at the entrance of the mage's tower and went up to the 36th floor. On the top floor, she wrote, "the princess of the elves is here!" Then he went down the tower contentedly.

Because of her special status, the king was not good to blame her. Even the green handwriting on the top of the mage tower was kept by her. It was a witness of peace and friendship between the two families.

"Good." Taking back his thoughts, Krasu looks at Amy, smiles and nods. Maybe it's because there are half of the Elven blood. The little girl's eyebrows and eyes are really similar to her. She pushes the door out of the restaurant.

He hasn't received any greetings from the elves for several years. All the news about that incident was blocked, and he just heard about it. General Alex was seriously injured and killed in the demon ambush, and she hasn't heard anything in recent years. Except for the small group of people at the top of the two families, no one will connect the two things.

"It seems that the boss doesn't want the little girl to leave him and let him go to the wizard tower together?" Krasu looked back at the restaurant, muttered, and walked away slowly with his magic wand.

"This guy, how did he get out of the coffin tower?" At the magic potion shop not far away, Julian, dressed in black robes, stands at the door, squinting at Krasu, a dark green flame leaping in his hand. Suddenly, he turns to the restaurant not far away. MEG is leading Amy out with the ugly duckling in his arms. His eyes fall on Amy, and his brow is deeper, He whispered to himself, "does that old man want to take this little girl as an apprentice?"

McGonagall also noticed Julian's eyes from a distance. Although he knew that Amy was a genius, the feeling of being watched by others was somehow uncomfortable.

What's more, Kelasu looks decent. The status of Royal worship is a kind of honor, and also represents a kind of responsibility and restraint. The neighbor in the black mage's robe gives him a sense of vigilance that he is a dark mage. His appearance, voice and slow action exude a chill.

"Good morning, tortoise shell grandfather. Good morning, black charcoal and mung bean." Amy stopped and said hello with a smile.

"Tortoise..." McGonagall raised his eyebrows. Although Julian was a little hunchbacked, most people would not like the nickname that others used. It was a bit impolite. Amy might not understand it, but he was embarrassed to expose it like this and was preparing to apologize.

"Good morning." But Julian raised his eyelids and answered. His voice seemed to ring out in the friction of two patches. It was a little harsh and frightening.

McGonagall swallowed what he had said. It seemed that he didn't resent it, but his eyes seemed to have just met crassus. If he wanted to take Amy as an apprentice, he would have a headache.

"Amy, what's that ugly thing in your arms?" Black charcoal, with two leaves hanging on it, looked at the ugly duckling in Amy's arms and asked.

"They are much more lovely than you, but aren't cats only white and black? Why is it orange and white? " Mung bean also leaned over his head, first despised the black charcoal, and then asked curiously.

"Meow!" The ugly duckling yelled at the black charcoal and stretched out her tiny pink claws. It seemed that she wanted to show her claws, but now even the cry has a soft milk sound.

"Cat Heitan jumped back in surprise, but looking at the ugly duckling in Amy's arms, he raised his head again and said with pride, "Your Highness Fama Odin Ben, how can you be afraid of an ugly kitten with abnormal color?"

"It's not a cat. He's an ugly duckling." Amy shook her head, touched the duckling's head and comforted him. She looked at black charcoal and said, "black charcoal, you are the ugliest here. Now the duckling can only rank second, and it will grow up."

When Heitan heard this, he was a little nervous again. He looked at the ugly duckling in Amy's arms, some of them disdained and said, "Your Highness won't be afraid of this little thing. Can he jump as high as the cage with his short legs? And growing up in a restaurant, you're so fat. "

"Xiaomi, let's go. I'll go back to the restaurant to prepare the ingredients later." MEG smiled and touched Amy's head. The ingredients for the juice and meat mask needed to be prepared ahead of time, and the feeling he was staring at him made him a little uncomfortable.

"Goodbye." Amy waves and follows MEG away.

"Maybe, I can check on her. If it's suitable for dark magic, it will be very interesting to snatch an apprentice from the old guy Crassus..." Julian looked at Amy's back and whispered to himself.

After buying goat's milk from the vegetable market, McGonagall first filled Amy and ugly duckling with a bottle, watched the two little guys happily sucking on their pacifiers, and poured a cup of it himself. Although the improvement of physical fitness can not be completed in a day or two, he can still feel the strength growing slowly.

As he kneaded his face, McGonagall looked at the task progress chart in his mind. He didn't have to worry about the task of selling 1000 rougamo. With the current progress, he could finish it in about six days.

In the morning, there are only 10 new customers. There are too many old customers. This growth rate still makes him a little worried.

"It's necessary to improve efficiency. Ordering and serving take up too much time. Amy obviously can't afford these two kinds of jobs. It seems that it's almost time to recruit." MEG thought to himself.

As for the purchase restriction, he still doesn't have this idea. If the guests who come to order early can't eat when they are half full, will they be hungry or continue to eat in another family?