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

"Other teachers are afraid that they won't be able to recruit students. Mr. McGonagall is very good. More than 400 students signed up and only 32 were left in the end. It's not nonsense."

"Didn't he say he was going to recruit a hundred students? How did you change your mind in the end? There are only 32 students in such a large training center. It's not a waste of space. "

"Yes, there is not enough space for other teachers. If Mr. McGonagall's training center is empty and the headmaster, can he open it to other teachers? Isn't there three floors upstairs?"

Several old teachers gathered in the headmaster's office to discuss with Luna about the teaching site.

Tone is not blunt, but with a bit helpless.

"Dear teachers, I have contacted the construction team about the training site. I'm going to build a comprehensive training building in the northwest corner of the school. The construction will be carried out at night, which will not affect the children's daily classes. It can be completed in a month at the earliest." Luna looked at the old teachers and said with a smile, "I know everyone wants to have a good classroom for children, but the chef training center is funded by Mr. McGonagall. At the beginning, it was agreed that the building would be used by him as a chef for teaching. Now how can it be used for other purposes?"

"But..."

"As for Mr. McGonagall's recruitment of only 30 students, he also said to me that learning to cook is different from learning knowledge. Strong physique and firm will are the most basic requirements. At present, only 32 of our children can meet his requirements." Luna looked at the teachers and said sincerely, "I hope all teachers can understand that Mr. McGonagall is responsible for students in choosing students and teaching. Students choose teachers and teachers choose students. This is the right I give every teacher."

The office was quiet for a while.

"Alas, these children used to live a hard life. How can they have strong physique?" An old teacher sighed.

"There's no need to worry about that. When these children were growing up, they spent a week at school. I think all the students in the class began to leap forward. In two months, there will be more children who can meet the requirements of Mr. McGonagall." Another teacher said with a smile.

"Yes, these kids are growing fast. I think they have a lot more food than the students in chaos school."

When it comes to children's appetite, the old teachers also smile one after another.

What Luna said was reasonable. Several old teachers didn't entangle. After a few words, they all dispersed.

"Hoo..." Luna breathed softly. Although she is the principal now, she still has a sense of pressure to face her elders in the face of these old teachers.

"It's said that you can have a free lunch in boss Mai's class. Headmaster, would you like to ask boss Mai if you need to add another assistant?" Vivian walked into the headmaster's office with a smile and closed the door.

"You have to ask yourself about it. I can't ask." Luna didn't laugh.

"I only laugh at him in the morning. He has a teaching assistant in the whole school, and I have to face..." Vivian shrugs, suddenly regretting her recklessness in the morning.

"Do you think those children can be as good cooks as Mr. McGonagall?" Luna stood at the window, watching the children playing in the playground downstairs, and asked softly.

"That's impossible." Vivian shakes her head firmly. "Boss Mai is a genius. There is no such genius in a thousand years. Even if those children can really become an excellent cook in the future, they will never be as good as boss Mai. They are not as good as boss Mai."

Luna smiles, but there is no way to refute Vivian's words.

"But it's a great opportunity for those kids." Vivian said with a smile, "even if it's a chef worse than boss Mai, it's still a first-class chef. Look at the hot business of Mindray hotpot shop. As long as you can learn from boss Mai, you will be a chef in the future. "

"That's a good thing." Luna nodded, for those who have been struggling on the food and clothing line, this will become a big way out for them.

In addition to imparting knowledge to the children and giving them the opportunity to make choices, Luna wants them to acquire skills and get rid of poverty completely.

Practice course is not an extra-curricular supplement in hope school, but a very important teaching content.

"But now only 32 students can meet his requirements." Luna pondered.

"You don't have to worry about that. I just came from the canteen. These children are very qualified people. They can drink two bowls of soup per person, and they can drink a big bowl of soup. One kind of soup a day. A month later, many children can meet the requirements of boss Mai." Vivian waved her hand.

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"Well, it's ready for dinner." MEG came out of the kitchen with a tray and yelled at the girls.

As soon as he put down the dish, a small ball, holding his leg, slowly climbed up like a koala, raised its head, and a little baby fat face was full of puzzled words: "father, father, why can Aunt Caroline and sister Amy and sister Anne sleep with you in the restaurant, but mother and I can't?"

All of a sudden, the restaurant was quiet. The girls threw their aunt's smile to the little girl and sat down with a smile. They were ready to watch the excitement.

Gina is also the mother of a child. She lives outside with her child by herself. She looks like a poor second wife who has no place to live.

Although this is not the case, it does not affect the girls eating melons at all.

Irina also sat down with a smile, and also put on a melon eating expression.

McGonagall's face was slightly embarrassed. I didn't expect the little guy to realize the difference so soon.

Gina blushed a little, but the little girl asked her this question yesterday, and she didn't know how to answer it. The little guy said that he asked her father every day, but she didn't expect that she did.

"I also want to sleep in the restaurant and listen to my father's story." Before McGonagall could speak, the little guy was soft and coquettish, with a small mouth, like you're going to cry if you don't promise me.

McGonagall felt that his heart was about to melt. How could xiaotuanzi be so lovely? He reached out and picked her up, but his eyes were a little erratic and looked at Elena sitting beside him.

Tracheitis is a chronic disease, generally you don't even know when you got it.

"I used to like living in a restaurant, so I'll live in a restaurant with your mother." Irina reached out and pinched the little girl's face, full of spoiling.