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

"It seems that the system is a bit shabby."

MEG frowned as he looked at the miniaturized mountain bike in the backyard.

"Wow, it looks so cool." Amy can't wait to put on the small armor, put on the helmet, straddle on the motorcycle, just like a little knight.

But

Even the miniaturized version of the motorcycle is still a huge existence for Amy, which inevitably leads to some problems.

For example, because her legs are too short, she can't kick off the support legs herself.

If she wants to drive a motorcycle, she has to find someone else to help.

Amy's little short leg kicked a few feet in the air, then looked askance at MEG and begged, "father, help me kick it."

"Can you drive?" MEG asked with a smile.

"Well, the wishing well told me how to open it." Amy nodded.

"But if you drive it, what do you do when you want to stop?" McGonagall asked with a smile, you can't be a happy man who never goes offline.

"This..." Amy thought carefully and found that it was really a problem to be considered.

Amy's eyes soon fixed on Annie and said, "let sister Annie sit in my car, so that when I want to stop, I can use her long legs to stabilize the car."

"That's a way." McGonagall nodded. This is a two seater motorcycle. Annie just sat on it. But she reached out and pulled out the key of the car. She said, "there are many people on the road during the day, so it's not suitable to drive out. When there's no one on the road at night, drive out again."

"Well, we'll go back in the evening." Amy jumped out of the car, took off her helmet and covered the head of the ugly duckling squatting on one side.

The ugly duckling lay on the ground looking for his head for a long time, then pulled his fat head out of his helmet and looked around in confusion.

After lunch, Effie came to the door and asked MEG to help install the distillation equipment.

MEG went to Titan tavern, where several new large parts were placed in the cellar. The original distillation equipment had been dismantled and put down in the corner.

The layout of the wine cellar is also re planned according to the previous design of McGonagall, abandoning some superfluous things, simplifying some processes and processes, making the whole wine cellar look more concise.

"Mr. Hades, can I ask someone else for help? These parts are very heavy... "Before Effie finished, he saw MEG lift a sealed iron bucket and put it on the stove.

Effie and Mara's eyes were a little round. The iron bucket was carried in by four big men, but MEG lifted it easily with one hand.

How could he be so powerful?!

"It's a little heavy." McGonagall also realized that he seemed to be a bit of a failure. He turned his wrist and covered up.

"Help yourself." Effie said with a smile.

She is more and more unable to see through her neighbor. She not only has amazing financial resources, but also has amazing wine making skills and incredible power.

The craftsmanship of the blacksmith that Effie was looking for was pretty good. All kinds of parts were put together. Although they didn't achieve the perfect effect, there was no big error.

McGonagall got an electric welding tool from the system, welded all the parts of the distillation equipment together, and coated them with an anticorrosive coating.

In addition to serving tea and pouring water, Effie and Mara all have a look of amazement.

In their eyes, McGonagall is like a magician with outstanding skills. He glues the parts together with a mysterious light. From the pieces of iron that can't see the shape, he turns them into a set of huge equipment that is nearly two people tall.

"The distillation equipment has been debugged. Next, I'm going to teach you how to use this equipment to make Titan." McGonagall took off his gloves and looked at Effie standing with his tea.

"OK... OK." Effie quickly nodded and offered some cold tea.

It is not easy to teach a woman who has never been in contact with modern machinery to start a set of relatively advanced distillation equipment.

Fortunately, McGonagall thought of his golden finger, and soon let Effie master how to use it.

In addition, McGonagall also improved the brewing technology of Titan wine according to his own experience, and taught it to Effie by the way.

"Have you learned?" McGonagall asked, drawing back a little finger between Effie's eyebrows.

"I learned." There is light in Effie's eyes. Many wine making problems that have been bothering her all these years have been solved today.

She has never felt that brewing is so simple, and with this set of equipment, it will become even easier.

This kind of feeling is really too happy and satisfied.

"Mr. Hades, I..." she took Meg's hand, her face flushed, and her heart was filled with excitement.

"Come on, Miss Effie." McGonagall took back his little hand and stepped back. "There's someone else. It's not right."

"I... miss, I'll go shopping first." Marla turned and left.

"It's a little late. It's time for me to go back and cook for the children." Meg said, looking up at his watch.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Hades. I was just so excited. I scared you," she said, blushing

"It doesn't matter. I appreciate your desire for knowledge. If you have any questions, please come to me at any time." MEG nodded.

"Any time?" Effie flicked her hair subconsciously.

It has to be said that Effie is indeed a very attractive woman. She is as mature as a peach. Even McGonagall is absent-minded for a moment.

"Not at night." McGonagall explicitly refused.

"All right." Effie nodded slightly, with a slight disappointment in her voice.

"Goodbye, then." MEG left.

"What's wrong with me! You are not such a woman, Effie Effie watched McGonagall leave the pub, stomping and blushing.

But her eyes still couldn't help following Meg's back until he entered the door of the Saipan tavern.

"Is it over so soon?" Marla, who just took the money and came down from upstairs, looked at Effie in surprise.

"Dead girl, what are you thinking all day long?" Effie's face reddened, and she reached for Mara's waist.

"Miss, please spare my life, I didn't say anything..." Marla said wrongly while hiding.

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McGonagall went back to the tavern humming a little song. As soon as he entered the tavern, he felt the unusual atmosphere. He raised his eyes and just met the eyes of Elena, who was drinking tea in the direction of the door.

His legs trembled and he almost fell on his knees on the spot.