Chapter 55

Ha Bang's story is very direct and simple, but it also makes people feel sad.

"It's a sad story." MEG was silent for a moment and said softly.

"Yes, Marcus hasn't been in the Shiyan tribe for some years. I didn't expect that he led the team to attack the gold mine this time. I'm afraid my elder brother will go back to make an end with him this time." Habang nodded, with a complicated look. When he was a child, he always followed his elder brother and Marcus, and Marcus took good care of him, but now because of the conflict between the two tribes and the death of grace, he became an enemy.

"No matter what, there will be a decision between them sooner or later. From the moment grace fell down, I knew that one of them would die." Ha Bang picked up the spoon again, scooped up a spoonful of fried rice to eat, and said nothing more.

"Boss Mai, check out." Kangdi looked at McGonagall with a smile.

"OK, there are three rougamo and nine gold coins in total. I will deduct them directly from the crowd funding coupon." MEG nodded with a smile.

"Good." Kangdi got up, picked up the sword on the table and patted habang's shoulder behind him. "Brother, he will win."

"Well." Ha bang should be a, continue to eat fried rice.

Kangdi looked at the direction of the counter and saw that Amy didn't come out to say hello. He was a little disappointed and turned to go out.

After eating a Yangzhou fried rice, habang left with a mace. McGonagall could obviously feel his depression.

Soon, other guests came to the door. After hearing that there was a new product today, some guests said they would try it. The price of 300 copper coins is much cheaper than that of 600 copper coins Yangzhou fried rice, although it is still expensive.

McGonagall is not surprised at the strange sounds and embarrassed expressions made by all kinds of guests after eating the first bite of rougamo. Anyway, they still can't bear the temptation of delicious food and continue to eat.

An hour and a half of breakfast passed quickly. MEG went to the door and flipped the sign. Then he took all the dishes back to the kitchen and quickly cleaned them with the dishwasher. He was ready to clean the table.

"Father! Come and see if the ugly duckling is going to hatch Amy suddenly cried out with a little joy and surprise.

"Now?" McGonagall was surprised. He went to the back of the counter and squatted down beside Amy. There would still be a rustling sound in the big egg wrapped in a small blanket. However, compared with yesterday, it was clearer and more urgent now, like a little life was anxious to be born.

"Millet, what did you say to it?" McGonagall looked at Amy and asked curiously. He was still an egg baby. It seemed that he was scared to be born.

"I'm encouraging it." Amy nodded seriously.

"How is that encouraged?" McGonagall's face was a little queer.

"The ugly duckling is obedient, or I'll set fire to it. I'm very fierce!" Amy clenched her fist and said seriously.

McGonagall couldn't help laughing. What kind of encouragement is it? It's just a naked threat. No wonder the little guy inside scratched the eggshell so hard that he was scared.

"Father, does he think I'm lying to him? So I called it for so long, and it still refused to come out. Can I really set it on fire? " Amy looks at McGonagall and throws out her questions one after another. Her face is full of tangled expressions.

"If you burn it with fireball, you can really peel and eat the roast eggs." McGonagall thought to himself, just as he was thinking about how to make Amy more patient, the big egg suddenly made a click.

Amy and McGonagall were stunned for a moment. They both looked at the big egg with a small crack on its shell.

"Ugly duckling, come out quickly. Although I know you are ugly, I am beautiful." Amy stares at the big egg with expectation.

"Sure enough, I have the style I used to have. Maybe that's heredity." McGonagall looked at Amy, and the girl's tongue ability can be described as a typical talent player.

It can be said that it's a piece of pure jade waiting to be carved. As long as he raises it a little bit, his lovely appearance and soft and cute voice will make his poisonous tongue absolutely choking and make people angry. It's not too pleasant.

MEG has been much more honest in this life since he was made to cross over because of his poisonous tongue in his previous life. At most, he has been connected with the system and has a tolerant and loving view of the world.

Otherwise, the world and races are too many places to talk about and make complaints about it. If it is not long before they are caught by the system, they can not afford Amy.

But Amy is different. Although she has a sharp tongue, the person who has been poisoned will not have too much resentment. She forgives quickly, so there is no need to worry about this problem.

"It seems that it's time to put poisonous tongue teaching on the agenda." MEG looked at Amy and nodded slightly. The nine nine multiplication table has been completely memorized in the past two days. Decimal addition and subtraction and simple two digit multiplication are also learning. The calculation that can be used in daily life should soon be learned well. Amy's learning ability is still very good.

The cracks on the eggshell spread, from one to many, from the top to the surface of the whole eggshell, and the fine cracks soon covered the whole eggshell.

McGonagall was also looking forward to it. What kind of thing is hatched? Egg laying and on the cliff, some kind of bird is the most likely. But such a big egg is definitely not an ordinary bird, maybe some kind of Warcraft.

"Ugly duckling, I'll count three. If I don't come out, I'll set fire to it." Amy's patience soon wore off, and she said with her big blue eyes, her hand outstretched.

"Bo ~"

With a slight sound, a small hairy head with a half piece of eggshell suddenly came out of the big egg. A pair of small eyes, half open and half closed, were confused and frightened. Finally, it was Amy. With a soft mouth, he called out: "meow ~"

"Orange... Orange cat!" Meg's eyes were staring. There was an eggshell on his head, and a little thing with a small head came out of the egg. It was an orange and white kitten. His eyes were not fully opened, and there was a little egg liquid on his hair. He half narrowed his eyes and looked at Amy, which was really cute.

"Wow! It's lovely. " Amy blinked in surprise and reached out to touch the little orange cat. But when she reached the middle of her hand, she drew back. Looking at MEG, she was puzzled and asked, "father, don't you mean that the ugly duckling will become a white swan when she grows up? Why doesn't it look like a roast goose at all? "