Ha Beng's story is told very directly and simply, but it is unavoidable to be a bit embarrassing in the straightforward narration.
"This is a sad story." McGonagall was silent for a while, then said softly.
"Yeah, Marcus hasn't appeared in the Shiyan tribe for some years. I didn't expect to lead a team to attack the gold mine this time. I'm afraid my brother will have to make a break with him when he goes back this time." Ha Beng nodded. , the expression is also a bit complicated, when he was a child, he always followed behind 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 has become enemy.
"It doesn't matter, 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 Beng picked up the spoon again, scooped up a spoonful of fried rice, and ate. Did not say anything more.
"Boss Mai, pay the bill." Kandi smiled and looked at McGonagall.
"Okay, there are three Roujiamos and nine gold coins in total. I will deduct them directly from the crowdfunding coupon." Mag nodded with a smile.
"Okay." Emperor Kang got up, picked up the long sword on the table, and patted Ha Beng's shoulder lightly behind him, "Brother, he will win."
"En." Ha bang responded, and continued to eat fried rice.
Kandi glanced at the direction of the counter, seeing that Amy didn't intend to come out to say hello, he turned around and went out a little disappointed.
Ha Beng finished a piece of Yangzhou fried rice and left with a mace in his hand. Mag could clearly feel his frustration.
Soon other customers came to the door. After hearing that there was a new product today, some customers also expressed that they wanted to try it. The price of 300 copper coins is much cheaper than the 600 copper coins of Yangzhou fried rice, although it is still expensive.
McGonagall was no stranger to the strange noises and awkward expressions made by various guests after eating the first bite of Roujiamo. Anyway, they still couldn't bear the temptation of delicious food and continued to eat.
An hour and a half of breakfast passed quickly, Mag went to the door and flipped the sign, then took all the plates on the table back to the kitchen, cleaned them quickly with the dishwasher, and was about to wipe the table.
"Father! Come quickly and see if the ugly duckling is about to hatch?" Amy suddenly shouted, with a bit of joy and surprise in her voice.
"Now?" McGonagall was surprised, walked behind the counter and squatted down beside Amy, there was still a 'rustling' sound coming from the big egg wrapped in a small blanket, but compared to yesterday , now it is clearer and more urgent, as if a little life is rushing to be born.
"Xiaomi, did you say anything to it?" Mag looked at Amy and asked curiously. She was still a baby egg, and she seemed to be terrified and eager to be born.
"I'm encouraging it." Amy nodded seriously.
"How did you encourage that?" Mag's expression was a little weird.
"The ugly duckling is obedient, or I'll set fire to it. I'm super fierce!" Amy said with a serious expression while clenching her small fists.
Mag couldn't help but laugh. What kind of encouragement is this? It's just a blatant threat. No wonder the little guy inside scratched the eggshell so hard that he was probably shocked.
"Father, does it think I'm lying to it? That's why I barked for so long and it still refuses to come out. Then, can I really burn it?" Amy looked at Mag, throwing out one after another. With his own question, his little face was full of tangled expressions.
"If you use the fireball technique to burn it, then you can really peel it off and eat baked eggs." Mag thought in his heart, thinking about how to make Amy more patient, the big egg suddenly made a cracking sound softly.
Amy and Mag were stunned for a moment, and their eyes widened as they looked at the big egg with a tiny crack in its shell.
"Ugly duckling, come out quickly, although I know you are ugly, but I am beautiful." Amy stared at Big Dan expectantly.
"Sure enough, I have the demeanor I had back then. Maybe it's hereditary." Mag looked at Amy. Her girl's ability to speak venomously could be said to be self-taught, a typical talented player.
It can be said that it is completely a piece of high-quality rough jade waiting to be carved. As long as he cultivates it a little bit, his cute appearance is matched with a soft and cute voice.
After being made to travel back because of her venomous tongue in her previous life, Mag has become much more honest in this life. At most, she hates the system, and looks at the world with tolerance and love.
Otherwise, this world and various races are really too many places to complain and venomous tongues, and he is afraid that he will be transferred to another world by the system soon, and he can't bear to part with Amy.
But Amy is different. Although she speaks venomously very readily, the person who is venomous will not have too much resentment, and she forgives faster, so don't worry about this problem.
"It seems that it's time to put the teaching of poisonous tongue on the agenda." Mag looked at Amy and nodded slightly. The nine-nine multiplication table has been completely memorized in the past two days, and decimal addition and subtraction and simple two-digit multiplication are also being learned. Among them, the calculations that can be used in daily life should not take long to learn. Amy's learning ability is still very good.
The cracks on the eggshell extended, from one to many, spreading from the top to the entire surface of the eggshell, and the fine cracks soon covered the entire eggshell.
Mag also watched with some anticipation, what kind of thing was hatched? It was egg-laying, and it was on the cliff. The possibility of some kind of bird is the greatest, but such a big egg is definitely not ordinary. Birds, maybe some kind of monsters.
"Ugly Duckling, I'll count to three, if you don't come out obediently, I'll set it on fire." Amy's patience quickly wore off, she said with big blue eyes, and stretched out her hand.
"Boom~"
With a soft sound, a small furry head protruded out of the big egg with half of the eggshell on it. A pair of half-opened and half-closed eyes looked around in confusion and fright, and finally settled on Amy. , opened his mouth and let out a soft cry: "Meow~"
"Orange...orange cat!!!" Mag stared. There was a piece of eggshell on its head, and a small head protruded from the egg. It was a small orange and white milk cat. It has not been fully opened yet, and there is still a little egg liquid on the hair, half-squinting and looking at Amy, it is so cute.
"Wow! It's so cute." Amy blinked in surprise, and reached out to touch the little orange cat, but she retracted her hand half way out, looking at Mag and asked a little puzzled: " Father, didn't you say that the ugly duckling will turn into a white swan when it grows up? Why doesn't it look like a roast goose at all?"