Chapter 932

Only MEG knows about Sally's leaving, so the restaurant still maintains the harmonious atmosphere of the past.

McGonagall also doesn't like separation, and doesn't like the separation emotion set off by the crowd, so she doesn't tell others about it according to Sally's meaning.

However, when the head of the Brewster family came to the restaurant and ordered food, he almost couldn't help putting some medicine in the food.

But in the end, he held back. After all, it was Sally's payment and a guest of the restaurant.

In the middle of cooking, McGonagall looked at jierji, who packed a stewed chicken rice and was ready to leave. He quickly put down the spatula and chased him out. He called jierji, who had already left the restaurant, and stepped forward quickly.

"Boss Mai, what's up?" Jergi stood at the door of the restaurant, looking at McGonagall as he pushed out, and asked with a smile.

"That..." McGonagall stepped forward and said awkwardly, "Amy, they're going to have a parents' meeting. I haven't attended the parents' meeting yet. I don't know what to prepare. Jackie, you must have more experience than me, so I want to ask you for advice."

"This afternoon, right? I almost forgot that you are going to attend the little boss's parents' meeting, too." Looking at McGonagall, jierji said with a smile: "the parents' meeting, boss McGonagall doesn't need to be too nervous. For such a small child, in fact, the school has given us adults and children a chance to get along with each other and give them more love. Most parents just need someone to go, and some parents will bring their children some snacks, or snacks made by themselves

"So it is." As soon as McGonagall's eyes brightened, he suddenly brightened up. Sure enough, he thought too seriously. He said with a smile, "thank you. I'll bring my sister-in-law and the children to dinner when I have time."

"All right, boss Mai, you can go in a hurry." Jergi replied with a smile.

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"Father, are you really going to the parents' meeting this afternoon?" As soon as Amy got back to the dining room at noon, she ran to the kitchen door full of expectation and looked at MEG.

"Yes, Amy's first parents' meeting. Of course my father will go." MEG turned back with a smile.

"Great!" Amy jumped happily in place, but soon quieted down and whispered to Meg, "what about mother? Are you done? "

Phyllis, who was cutting vegetables, moved her ears and showed a trace of concern on her face.

"Your sister Sally agreed." McGonagall also whispered back.

"My father is really powerful!" Amy gave MEG a thumbs up, and then happily went to ravage the ugly duckling.

"Not me?" Phyllis felt a little bit lost, and then she soon realized it, and a blush rose on her face. "What's the matter with this inexplicable sense of loss?"

"But... When it comes to recruiting, is that one of my jobs? Or did the boss ask the same thing when he recruited every waiter... "Phyllis explained to herself in silence.

"Phyllis, you don't have to practice Roast Beef Kebabs this afternoon. Come to the market with me after the business is over. You need to master the skill of sliced duck this afternoon." McGonagall's words interrupted Phyllis's thinking.

"Ah? May I have a slice of roast duck? " Phyllis was stunned for a moment, and immediately showed some nervousness and uneasiness. Unlike cutting vegetables in the back kitchen, a piece of roast duck had to be made in front of the guests. She was afraid when so many guests looked at it.

"Yes, at present, only you can do it in the restaurant. I need your help." McGonagall looked at Phyllis sincerely.

"But..." Phyllis looked at McGonagall's trusting eyes, calm a lot, but still worried.

"There are too many customers in the restaurant now. Slicing roast duck is a time-consuming job. I need to spend more time on cooking. This important job can only be done by you. I believe you can do it well." Meg said with a smile, his eyes full of encouragement.

Phyllis was watching with her hot eyes. She felt like she was committing a crime if she refused. After hesitating for a long time, she nodded and said, "I'll try."

"OK, let's have dinner." MEG nodded with a smile, picked up the grilled fish and went out.

"I ate 15 minutes in advance today, and it's so rich! Is it a good day today? " Abemia looked at the table full of delicious food and a glass of beer in front of everyone. She looked at MEG curiously.

"All the dishes on the menu, except stinky tofu, are on the table!" Barbara also swallowed. It was the biggest meal she had ever seen since she came to the McMillan restaurant.

"All my favorite dishes are served." Amy pressed and held the ugly duckling with her head stretched out to the table, full of surprise.

People look at McGonagall. It's abnormal today. They may not be able to finish so many dishes.

Sally's eyes twinkled. She knew why.

"I don't think we've had a good dinner together for some time. We've got a chance to get together. I hope that if we are separated one day in the future, we still have a good memory and thoughts in our hearts, and the door of the McMillan restaurant will always be open for you." MEG lifted his glass and said with a smile, "cheers."

"Cheers

The people laughed, picked up their glasses, touched them, and took a big drink.

Amy holds the ice cream and licks it happily.

Lunch ended in a happy atmosphere. MEG looked at the smile on Sally's face.

She may face a life she doesn't like after she goes, but it's her choice, so he chooses to respect.

The forest would be much better if it was controlled by her. Anyway, Elena didn't have much interest in becoming the queen of elves.

At the end of business hours at noon, MEG took Phyllis to the vegetable market first, bought ten ducks of similar size to Sanhua duck, entrusted the duck vendor to handle them, and then brought them back to the restaurant and put them into the oven in batches.

"For a roast duck of this size, it's best to slice 108 pieces of duck meat, which is a very wonderful number. More pieces don't show ability, less pieces don't show ability, just right is the best. You see, we cut from here first, and then... "

When the first roast duck came out of the oven, McGonagall began to explain how to slice the duck and analyze its skeleton.

"There are also eight ducks in the stove. There are about 20 minute intervals between them. You can practice with them this afternoon." McGonagall put down his knife, took out a roast duck from the oven, put it on the chopping board, looked at Phyllis and said with a smile, "now, I'm going to the parents' meeting!"