Michael looked at McGonagall's clear gaze, and said after a while: "Recently, the city lord's mansion has been financially tight, and a picture can only take out a maximum of 250 copper coins, Boss Mai, see if you can be accommodating." ”

"Then it's settled." McGonagall nodded.

"Ah!!h Host, I haven't said yes yet! 250 copper coins? Isn't it 500 copper coins? How is it less than half??? It's not your money, you don't feel sorry at all!! The roar of the system rang out in McGonagall's head.

"System, I'm giving you an outsourced part-time job, have you ever seen a boss who is so generous and doesn't earn a penny to find a part-time job for employees? Moreover, this money is earned in batches, and as soon as you turn on the printer and print photos out, the money will not go into your pocket, which is not much easier than farming. McGonagall said calmly.

"If so...... Seems to be the truth, huh? The system groaned.

"Don't be too moved, there will be such a good thing in the future, and I will introduce it to you." McGonagall smiled.

"Boss Mai, I don't know how to thank you for your contribution to the City of Chaos." Michael looked at McGonagall with some emotion, for a top chef like McGonagall, making a random Yangzhou fried rice can make far more money than painting a portrait, and it obviously takes a lot less time.

"Then why don't you get a membership card from me too?" McGonagall smiled and pulled out a small notebook and a gold card.

After successfully selling a membership card and gaining a level 10 knight member, McGonagall sent Michael away with a smile on her face, and lay back on the chaise longue to bask in the sun comfortably.

Originally, Michael planned to send the children to McMie's restaurant one by one, and let McGonagall ask for the information they needed one by one and then paint, but this proposal was rejected by McGonagall.

McGonagall asked the system to print out a stack of questionnaires, listing all the questions that needed to be asked, and the staff of the City Lord's Mansion asked them, and collecting a hair of the person being asked, and then handing it over to McMie's restaurant, and then the system could produce the map independently, saving him a lot of trouble.

Of course, there is also the reason that McGonagall is reluctant to deal with those children anymore, he has no way to do more for them, but when he sees them, he can't help but want to do something.

It's been a few days since the VIP membership was launched, and McGonagall's small book already has 6 level 10 powerhouses, 24 level 9 powerhouses, 62 level 8 powerhouses, and 120 level 7 powerhouses.

Although it was only a promise with almost no binding force, such a large number of powerhouses was enough for Maimie Restaurant to gain a foothold on the Nolan continent.

"Ding! The number of host consumption points has reached 336.52 million, and the host can directly upgrade the restaurant from lv4 to lv7! After this upgrade, the restaurant will reach level 7 and will be equipped with S-class anti-aircraft missiles to hit level 7 targets! In addition, the host will also receive a free opportunity to renovate the restaurant, which includes opening the second floor space, setting up a private room, etc. The voice of the system suddenly sounded.

"And this kind of good thing?" McGonagall was slightly stunned, the sudden benefit of the system really made him feel a little surprised.

The improvement of the restaurant's level is indeed a bit out of touch with his strength, but spending 300 million to buy physical fitness points two days ago is also a successful wave of consumption points, which can increase the restaurant's defense level to level seven, which is not a waste.

"System, which one did you copy this S-class anti-aircraft missile? Patriot or Red Flag? McGonagall asked with interest.

"Nonsense! Can this weapon-making thing be called copying? I'm here for reference! The strongest anti-aircraft missile on the surface developed by combining the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought can burst out with a terrifying yield of power in a very small space, thus achieving the effect of killing opponents. The system said solemnly.

"S-rank can kill level 7 targets, but what about SS-level and SSS-class? Did you get it out? McGonagall continued to ask, undiminished.

"The Buddha said, don't say it." The system replied calmly and said no more.

McGonagall raised her eyebrows, and didn't ask any more, as for that opportunity to upgrade, McGonagall thought for a while, or chose not to use it for the time being, the restaurant has just been renovated once, and the frequent renovation seems a bit exaggerated, which is not in line with his style.

And if there are more private rooms, it will require more waiters, and he will have to change some service processes, which he does not want to see.

"Boss, I brought Miss Elizabeth here, she wants to be a waitress in our restaurant." McGonagall was about to fall asleep with her eyes closed, and the voice of Yabei Mia rang in her ears.

McGonagall opened her eyes, reached out to block out the sunlight, and saw Elizabeth standing beside Apemia.

Her face has basically returned to normal, but the aura in her body is still a little disordered, and it will obviously take some time to fully recover.

Thinking of the dress that he had cut that day, McGonagall's eyes flashed a hint of discoloration, although his purpose was indeed pure, but when he saw Elizabeth again, he inevitably felt a little strange in his heart, and there was a feeling that he had done something unseemly.

"Is it because you've been too pure lately?" McGonagall raised an eyebrow, he was not a pure little milk dog, and he was upset by cutting a dress, which was even more ...... Pure things, he has not done without them.

Of course, what surprised him even more was that Elizabeth was willing to come to McMie's restaurant as a waitress? A proud level 8 dragon?

This was indeed a bit unexpected for him, and at the same time, he was impressed by Yabei Mia's ability to fool.

Elizabeth looked at McGonagall calmly, her eyes inexplicably familiar.

The first time I met him, it was at the gates of the City of Chaos, because Amy noticed this human who she regarded as ants, and she didn't expect him to be able to make so many mouth-watering delicacies.

But looking at him now, it gives her a feeling that is a little different, although he is still just an ordinary human being, it makes her have a feeling that she can't ignore.

And this gaze, I always feel that I have seen it somewhere, not like when I was in a restaurant.

"Hello, Miss Elizabeth." McGonagall stood up, smiled and held out her right hand to Elizabeth.

Elizabeth looked at McGonagall's hand, hesitated for a moment, stretched out a finger and touched it, then quickly retracted it, nodded slightly, and said, "Hello." ”

McGonagall glanced at her hand, this was the first time he had experienced such a handshake, but he didn't dwell on it, withdrew his hand, and smiled: "I'm very glad you are willing to work at McMie's restaurant, but before that, I need to do some simple tests on you." ”

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