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

"Father, are we really going to fly kites tomorrow?" In the evening, after taking a bath, Amy, who is sitting quietly and letting McGonagall blow her hair, looks up and looks at McGonagall expectantly.

"Yes, the restaurant won't be open tomorrow, and Xiaomi won't have classes, so I can take you to fly kites." McGonagall nodded with a smile, fingers slowly through Amy's soft hair, make sure it's all dry before turning off the hair dryer.

"Great! Xiaomi likes kites and wants to fly them! " Amy leaned back and rolled directly on the bed. Then she got up and jumped twice happily on the big bed. But she soon stopped, showing some worry and said, "but... We don't have kites at home? How to fly a kite tomorrow? "

"Don't worry about that. When Xiaomi wakes up tomorrow morning, he can see the kite. What kind of kite does Xiaomi want?" MEG sat by the bed and rubbed Amy's hair. He looked at Amy and said with a smile.

"I want a... Super big kite, and if it's purple, it's a big bird that can fly, it's super beautiful." Amy raised her head and thought seriously. Every time she said one thing, her face was a little more hopeful and smiling, as if she had seen a big purple kite flying up into the sky.

"Well, well, we'll fly such kites tomorrow." McGonagall said yes with a smile. The little guy said whatever he thought. There were a lot of demands, but with the system in hand, of course, these are not problems.

"Really? Father, it's very kind of you Amy gave MEG a kiss on the cheek happily, and then continued to jump on the soft bed, humming happily: "big kite, fly to the sky, big kite, my big kite..."

"Meow, meow, meow," the ugly duckling danced around on the ground, but the bed was still too high for him, so he could only stare under the bed.

"System..." McGonagall said with a smile in his eyes as he looked at the lively little guy.

"Not for sale!" McGonagall's words have not finished, the voice of the system is definitely sounded.

"..." McGonagall raised his eyebrows. The system is getting more and more skinny.

"System, I haven't said what to buy, so you don't sell it. Can you sell it directly?" Make complaints about Tucao.

"Host, please pay attention to your words. Although this system sells things, it is still different from those sold out. Through the study of this system, in Chinese characters, the word" sell "has many meanings, including different meanings in different contexts." The system is serious.

"Then what do you think is the meaning of the sale just said?" McGonagall is picking eyebrows. The systematic learning is becoming more and more intelligent.

"From the host's expression and tone, as well as the context, it should mean discrimination against women." The system is serious.

"Who said I discriminated against them? Why should I discriminate against them if you want to make money by your ability? No matter how much better than those who have hands and feet to the ground, carrying a broken bowl, begging everywhere McGonagall was just as serious.

"This is not the key to the problem. From the host's answer, the host really means to confuse the system with them." The system is serious.

"System, this is your subjective judgment, I refuse to admit it." McGonagall replied calmly, then said, "OK, don't talk nonsense. How much does it cost to customize such a kite? The turnover has soared these two days. I have plenty of money. "

The system fell silent.

"100 coppers?"

In the silence of the system

“200？”

……

“300？ No more. I can go to the old craftsman to make a high-grade kite at this price. " McGonagall was still in no hurry.

"More?" Asked the system, which had been silent for a long time.

"310, copper." MEG thought for a moment and said.

"This system produces kites, which are made of light and high hardness carbon fiber strut, ultra light carbon fiber umbrella cloth, and high-grade sandalwood line wheel. The kite line adopts ultra-high strength fiber rope, which can withstand the strong wind of level 10. It is the first choice for kite flying on holidays, and it provides customized service. The host can make requirements until the design is satisfied!" There was a touch of hospitality in the voice of the system.

"So?" MEG asked with a smile.

"The price of 310 copper coins, even the price of materials, is not enough. Don't the host want their kites to win at the starting line? Don't you want to let your kite go far beyond the people who fly kites in the whole square, just like a king, enjoying the admiration of others and the adoration of your daughter? If you want to, 998 don't want you, 888 don't want you, just 598, super kite home The passionate voice of the system rings out, and the slogan is loud.

"Look at the goods first." McGonagall said calmly. To tell you the truth, he was still a little excited by the slogan of the system, especially the "adoring eyes of his daughter". He almost had the impulse to order directly.

"Good!" In response to the system, McGonagall's mind immediately came up with a series of pictures of kites, from ordinary models to all kinds of strange shapes of human kites, such as Nami, red moon Kalian, Hankook and so on.

"The system, the dead house will not come out to fly a kite. What are you doing here?" McGonagall curled his mouth, feeling a little out of step with the systematic thinking.

"Don't you just want to fly a kite?" The system retorts.

"Well, I can't be a dead house in my previous life or this life, OK? Have you ever seen a dead house flying around looking for food every day? " McGonagall said with some disdain.

"But the host has the option of checking dead house in the user-defined microblog, which proves that the host still admits that he is dead house in his heart." The system retorts.

"That's what I played with." McGonagall didn't remember that he had ticked such an option, but he didn't bother to entangle with the system. He didn't find a kite that met Amy's requirements from top to bottom, so he said directly, "system, you can customize one for me according to Amy's requirements. Be a bit domineering. You can frighten all sides as soon as you come out, and fly to the sky at will."

"Ding! In the process of system customization, the rendering will be produced in one minute, please wait a moment The system sounds.

McGonagall is used to the super efficiency of the system. He doesn't know how to farm in the wind forest.

The little guy jumped on the bed for a while and was sleepy. He fell asleep on the bed.

MEG got up and took Amy to the bed. Then he picked up the ugly duckling and put it on the bed. He covered the quilt for the two little guys and looked at the smile on Amy's face. It seemed that the little guy was looking forward to flying a kite tomorrow.

"Ding! Ten renderings are available, please choose by yourself The system sounds.

"The trough! System, aren't you a purple Griffin? " McGonagall glanced, and his face suddenly became queer.