Chapter 1153

"I..." Elton looked at Amy and opened his mouth to sophistry.

But Amy didn't give him a chance to speak. Looking at him, she continued, "look at your dirty hands. I'm afraid they haven't been washed for several years? Ugly duckling's claws are cleaner than you.

And the dirty clothes. Haven't you changed since last winter? But there is a warm summer in the middle, it must be because you are too lazy.

Besides, is it so difficult to get up and wash a face every day? Look how clean the grandfather's face is. That's why other people have wives. "

Elton stepped back three steps in a row, covering his heart with one hand, feeling that he had been severely attacked.

"My father said that every day, the cleaner's grandparents brought us a clean Aden square. It was very hard and cold, so I got up early with my sisters and prepared delicious breakfast for everyone. How could I think you were dirty?" Amy looked at the crowd and said with a smile. Then she fixed her eyes on Elton and said, "but you're really dirty."

Elton stepped back three more steps and felt his breathing was not smooth.

Many of the cleaners look ashamed. Yes, Mr. McGonagall and these beautiful ladies have no responsibility to do these things, to get up early for them, to cook the same breakfast as the restaurant guests, and they are not satisfied.

And the words from a little girl's mouth, is to let people feel ashamed, have grateful to look at MEG.

Old Jack looked at Elton and said solemnly, "Elton, Mr. McGonagall has done so many things for us. How can you bother others because you add more jobs? Mr. McGonagall doesn't care. Are those people who come to this beautiful restaurant willing to spend expensive money to eat in the position we just made? I don't want to be with you when you behave like this. "

"I'm sorry, Mr. McGonagall. If we give you any trouble, we won't have to prepare breakfast for us in the future. That's not what you need to do." Old Jack turned to MEG and apologized.

The cleaners also stood up one after another. Although they didn't speak, they looked at Elton with disgust and some apology.

Seeing that he seemed to be provoking the public anger, Elton's eyes dodged, coughed twice, squeezed out a smile and said, "I'm just joking. You... Don't care. I'll just sit on one side of the stairs and eat."

Then he immediately turned around and sat in the corner of the stairs, holding the bowl, picked up the spoon and began to drink porridge.

Just now that little piece of shredded meat had made him taste the most delicious food in the world. How could he let it go.

McGonagall took a look at Elton, then looked at the cleaners with a smile and said, "let's keep eating. There's not enough left in the pot."

After hearing this, the cleaners sat back.

"Uncle Jack, you and your wife should have breakfast too. It'll be cold and it won't taste good." MEG looked at old Jack and said with a smile.

"You are a good man." Old Jack looks a little complicated said, with the old lady is also sitting on the side of the steps, began to drink porridge.

"Restrained and kind, boss Mai is really a good man with a fresh mind." Harrison took a look at the cleaners sitting on the steps and looked at MEG admiringly.

"Yes, the original Kraut bakery just provided food for the vagrants without restriction. In less than half a month, a shop that had a good business closed down, and the boss was crippled by the vagrants. Now he is also wandering on the street." Jergi nodded and sighed.

"Wow! This porridge is delicious, isn't it

A cleaner picked up a spoon, scooped a spoonful of porridge and fed it to his mouth. He drank the lean meat that porridge melted in his mouth, and the preserved egg that tasted strange, which brought an unparalleled delicious experience.

For a person who can only drink white rice porridge or big cake without stuffing on weekdays, such a bowl of porridge with full meat flavor is simply delicious.

Swallow a mouthful of hot porridge, warm down the throat has been sliding to the stomach, and then sent out, the cold body will soon warm up from the inside out.

"Eat well!"

"I've never had such a good porridge!"

A simple praise sounded. The cleaners sat on the stairs, eating preserved egg and lean meat porridge, with happy smiles on their faces, immersed in delicious food.

The cold is dispelled by hot porridge, and fatigue disappears. The delicious porridge fills the empty stomach, turns into heat and strength, and gradually fills the body.

Looking at this scene, McGonagall showed a smile. Although he never flaunted himself as a good man, it is undeniable that doing good things can really make the mood better.

Abelmia, their faces also showed a happy smile, although they got up earlier than usual, but this kind of feeling is still very good.

"Gululu." Harrison and jergi touched their stomachs at the same time, and their eyes fell on the big pot.

"Father, I want to eat that porridge, too." Amy raised her little hand, pointed to the big pot and said, "a big bowl!"

"Well, I'll give it to you." MEG nodded with a smile, picked up a big bowl, gave Amy preserved egg and lean meat porridge for a night, and put it on the table.

Amy happily climbed into the chair and sat down, picked up the spoon and began to drink porridge.

"Meow ~" the ugly duckling ran to Amy with a bowl and circled under the chair.

"Don't call, ugly duckling. You haven't had breakfast yet." Amy looked down at the duckling and shook her head.

"Well, boss Mai, we're very early today. Can we try some new products first?" Harrison said, looking at MEG sheepishly and smiling.

Jergi also looked at MEG expectantly.

Several more guests came to the meeting, watching the cleaners row by row, smelling the attractive fragrance, and also looking at MEG one after another.

This cold day, a bowl of delicious hot porridge, simply not too happy.

"Sorry, the business hours haven't started yet. Please wait a moment. This is the new product launched today. You can order it later when it's officially open." McGonagall shook his head with a smile. There was nothing to discuss.

Harrison also knows McGonagall's temper and restaurant rules. Seeing McGonagall shaking his head, he doesn't want to force his eyes back from the cleaners. He can't help but fall on Amy who is eating happily with a spoon.

"Little boss, is this egg and lean meat porridge skinny?" Harrison asked with a smile.

"I'll show you." Amy scooped up a preserved egg and bit it gently with her teeth. The preserved egg sank, the teeth loosened, and it was back to its original state. She bit, loosened, bit, loosened, and then chewed and swallowed it, showing a brilliant smile.

"Little boss, you are real skin..." Harrison muttered.