"Is Xiao Ming a pig?" Bloom frowned at MEG.

"This is a very common and basic problem. If the other party is a big stomach king, they will eat more, so it is very important to quickly calculate the results and complete the checkout." McGonagall said calmly, this is the charm of arithmetic in practice.

"How many gold coins are 800 coppers? Two bowls of stewed chicken rice is 1... 1... "Bloom frowned and thought for a long time, then looked at McGonagall's hand and said," forget it, I give up. It's too difficult. It's not a problem that a normal elf can work out. "

"That's 38 gold coins." Just then, Anna raised her little hand and said.

"Ha?"

MEG and bloom look at Anna at the same time.

"Yes, 38 gold coins." McGonagall looked at Anna and nodded with a smile. He didn't expect that the little guy's mental arithmetic ability was surprisingly good, although it was not a problem.

"No... Anna, are you going to hit me like this?" Bloom's delicate eyebrows slightly picked, suddenly felt a little humiliated.

Anna looked at McGonagall expectantly with a smile on her face and said, "Uncle McGonagall, can I work as a cashier in the restaurant? Sister Sheryl as a waiter? "

"Is Anna going to be the cashier?" McGonagall's face showed a trace of hesitation. After all, Anna is still a child, two years older than Amy. Now she is at the age of school. It is suspected that she would use child labor to work as a cashier in a restaurant.

"Well, I want to learn how to cook with Uncle McGonagall and help the restaurant. I remember all the multiplication tables Amy taught me last time. I can't miscalculate the money." Anna nodded her head, then looked at bloom and whispered, "besides, if sister Sheryl is a waiter in a restaurant, I'll be alone in the Embassy..."

Bloom put his hand on Anna's head, looked at MEG and said, "I asked chaos school. If Anna wants to enter, she will have to wait until next semester at least."

McGonagall also showed a smile on his face. He crouched down to look at Anna and said, "in this case, it will be hard for our Anna children, but as the smallest employee in the restaurant, they will also have wages and all benefits."

"I don't want money. I just want to learn how to cook with Uncle McGonagall." Anna shakes her cerebellum.

"Little guy, there's no work without money. We have to take the money." Blull raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, or I'll be the boss of exploiting child labor." McGonagall, too, nodded with a smile. He stood up and looked at bloom, smiling and holding out his hand, and said, "Congratulations, Miss Sheryl, you've been accepted."

"Congratulations, Mr. McGonagall. I've been accepted." Bloom held out his hand and gave MEG a gentle shake, and both of them showed a smile at the same time.

"Sit down for a while. It's still a while before the business hours in the morning. I'll prepare suitable work clothes for you. It seems that the recruitment notice I prepared yesterday can be put up first." McGonagall put the sign on the counter in the cupboard, poured them two glasses of warm water, turned and walked upstairs.

"I like to wear my own clothes." Bloom looked at Meg's back.

"You have to wear work clothes when you work." McGonagall said without looking back.

After a round trip in the women's clothing library provided by the system, McGonagall finally chose an improved version of Hanfu for Sheryl, with a cross collar waist length skirt, a plain white upper garment with a big red dress, and gold embroidery on the sleeves.

As for Anna, McGonagall chose her a set of blue cotton skirt and a small jacket. It was a little cold. The girl had to wear more clothes.

"Ding! 3000 copper coins deducted successfully, women's clothing customization

Three minutes later.

"Ding! The goods have been delivered, please check and accept! "

McGonagall went downstairs with two sets of clothes, put them in front of Cheryl, and said with a smile, "these are work clothes. Because the restaurant is short of staff, we have to go to work this morning."

McGonagall has decided that when he puts on women's clothes, he will take him as Sheryl. After abandoning the presupposition in his heart, it will become more natural to face her.

"What a beautiful skirt and padded jacket. Thank you, uncle McGonagall." Anna held her clothes, looked at MEG and said sweetly.

"What's this?" Sheryl looked at the Hanfu and hesitated. She reached out and touched it. The material was silky. It should be made of the best silk, but the dress and skirt were separated, and they were red and white. She felt strange.

"By the way, this is a Hanfu. Although it's an improved version, the way to wear it is still a little complicated. In terms of clothes..." McGonagall explained the way to wear this Hanfu in detail. Although it has been improved, it is undoubtedly a little complicated for the first time contact.

"Clothes can be changed in the bathroom upstairs. I'm going to go to the food market to buy food. Please feel free. If Amy gets up later and I haven't come back, you can tell her that I'll make breakfast for you when I come back." McGonagall and Sheryl said, pushing the bike out of the door.

"Sister Sheryl, do you want to change it?" Anna asked, looking at Cheryl with her clothes in her arms.

"I..." Sheryl looked at the clothes on the table, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I'll just put them on. If they're too ugly, I won't wear them."

Ten minutes later, some of the difficult to put on new clothes, Sheryl looked at herself in the mirror, a face incredible.

The contrast between white and red is very striking. It's like a red plum blooming in the snow. It's very outstanding. It's not vulgar and charming. It has a sense of pride.

This is so harmonious with her temperament, even better than her favorite dress.

Unique style, wonderful collocation, but finally achieved such an incredible effect, it is too unexpected for her.

The collar and sleeve show several exquisite lines with gold thread, generous and exquisite, making a white dress more elegant.

What's more amazing is that the suit seems to be tailor-made for him. It fits like that. Even the length of the sleeve is not half wrong.

"It's wonderful, isn't it?"

Looking at herself in the mirror, Sheryl was silent for a long time, but she couldn't help exclaiming.

"Creak."

Amy rubs her bleary eyes and pushes the door in. She looks at Cheryl standing in front of the mirror for a moment, but her eyes soon become sharp. She looks at the clothes on the side, and then at Cheryl. She looks thoughtful and says, "did you sleep with my father?"