MTL - Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant (A Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World)

"Black charcoal, shut up." Julian's voice wearing a black mage robe was a little sharp and a grunt, and the expression was a little dignified. He looked at the father and daughter who were holding hands and said: "just strong magical fluctuations, this Is the little girl a genius? Or is that man a hidden master?"

"It's really black now." The green-capped parrot looked at the black crow that was burnt out of the body and giggled, full of gloating.

"Old man, please call my honorable Fama Odin, His Royal Highness, the king's palace was ruined by the little guy, you have to give me a new one, and it is best to give me a gorgeous robe. In order to prevent the beautiful body of the king from being seen by others." The black crow said with some dissatisfaction, sniffing around, and cried: "Hell, where is the roast chicken flavor."

"No more nonsense to feed you with new guinea pigs." Julian turned to look at the black crow, his face was blank, and his voice was as sharp as a goblin crawling out of hell.

The black crow immediately smashed, lifted his leg and moved it to the side, a little tweezing: "That... at least give me two leaves, or standing here is too unsightly."

"Mung Bean, you go find him two." Julian said, turned and walked toward the store, and said to himself: "Strange, how did you not notice the magical fluctuations in the past? Maybe you can Let's learn from each other."

"His Lord Julian, please ask me when I want to help me next time." The green-haired parrot said cheerfully, opening the lock on the birdcage, fluttering and flying out, not a while. The two leaves came back to the black charcoal, and they flew back to the bird cage, locked the door, and gracefully combed the hair.

"I didn't expect this king to fall to this point." Black charcoal sighed and looked around. He bowed his head and put two leaves around him to protect the tight position.

McGonagamy took the happy Amy and walked toward the square. He set fire to the black crow. Amy’s mood was obviously good. He walked in front of him, stopped from time to time, waited for Meg, and continued to move forward. go with.

There are ten gold coins in McGonagall's pocket. Although gold coins are very important to him now, if Amy has something he likes and wants, he still has no hesitation.

However, the little guy is very sensible, and will not spend money for a long time. It only takes a half-hour to move the line.

Then McGonagall took Amy to the largest vegetable market on the Aden Square, but unfortunately strolled again, even a swan was not found, let alone the ugly duckling.

The ducklings are there, but Meg is worried that when the duck grows up and does not become a white swan, Amy will think that he lied to her, so he did not buy it.

The price of ordinary vegetables in the vegetable market is very cheap, but the system says that the ingredients in the kitchen can't be bought outside, and the idea of ​​buying food is broken.

"Father, can we not buy the ugly duckling today?" Amy looked up at McGonagall at the door of the market, and her expression was a little lost.

"The boss said that the ugly duckling has not yet been born during this time, so it may be later to buy it." McGonagall nodded, thinking about how to comfort Amy, who is looking forward to fullness. It is already early autumn, and the city near the chaos Swan is rare, let alone the little swan, which is estimated to be unavailable for a long time.

"Hey!" Didn't wait for Meg to comfort, Amy's gaze was drawn by a herbal booth on the side of the road, leaping past, then squatting down, staring at the big eyes for a while, turning back McGonagall said: "Father, you are coming, this must be the egg of the ugly duckling."

"Well?" McGonagall walked over. There was a dark-skinned, middle-aged man sitting next to the stall. He was making a small basket with hay. It should be a medicine collector. His hands were covered with old ropes left by climbing ropes. A bag of herbs, and a small pile of grass at his feet, with a large white egg in the mouth.

"Father, let's buy this egg. You said that there is no ugly duckling now, then we can go home and hatch it." Amy pointed at the egg on the ground and looked up at Meg, looking forward.

"Okay." McGonagall nodded with a smile. Today the little guy has been disappointed many times. He wants her to go home happily and turn to look at the drug collector. "Boss, what is this egg?" ?"

"This, I am not too sure. This was discovered on a cliff when I went to collect medicine yesterday. It is not that the bird is not going to go. It is probably a bird's egg. This thing has eaten a lot." "The drug collector said with a smile.

"How much money." Meg's eyes lit up. If it was a bird's egg, it would be similar to a swan. And look at the size of the egg. It is estimated that it will be bigger than the ostrich in the future. The domestication can be done well. Mount.

"If the little girl likes it, then... just three gold coins." The drug collector looked at Amy, who was full of expectations, and scratched his head.

"Okay, three gold coins, you collect it." McGonagall directly handed him three gold coins and handed him to him. The drug collector walked on the cliff every day, was to change his money, and if this is really a big bird Three gold coins are really not expensive at all.

"Well, this little basket is for the little girl. It’s just good to put the egg." The picker put the eggs on the ground together with the hay and put them in the small basket that had just been hand-made. He smiled and handed it to Amy. .

"Millet, thank you uncle." McGonagall said to Amy.

"Thank you, uncle." Amy took the small basket happily and used both hands to carry it. He whispered: "The ugly duckling, you have to be embarrassed, wait for me to slowly hatch you."

"No thanks, no thanks." The drug collector smiled and waved his hand, watching Meg smiled. "My girl is as big as her, and she likes to raise small things. But she already has two monkeys at home, she will not give her. Brought back."

"Yeah, the little guy has been chanting for the past two days, hoping that she will like it when she hatches." McGonagall also had some helpless smiles, but looked at Amy's eyes full of favor.

Saying goodbye to the drug collector, originally McGonagall wanted to help Amy, but she refused, and her hands were a little hard to carry, so that McGee, who was behind, worried that it would fall to the ground.

This way back and walked for half an hour, Amy put the small basket gently on the ladder at the door, and took a sigh of relief. Looking back at Meg, he said seriously: "Father, thank you for buying Amy's ugly duckling. Egg, I will take care of it later."

"Well, but the uncle who just picked the medicine said that this is not necessarily the egg of the ugly duckling. It may be the eggs of other birds." McGonagall took out the square towel to help her wipe the sweat on her forehead and said with a smile.

Amy shook her head firmly: "No, Xiaomi believes that this must be the egg of the ugly duckling. I want to hatch it, then slowly raise it, become a white swan, then... and then..."

Then Meg looked at Amy and swallowed.