Not long after, the three of them arrived at their destination
"Rue Morgue! This is a very prosperous area." Rebelle did not expect to be arranged here, and her tone revealed surprise.
"My mother and mother-in-law still put in some effort." Ivy nodded in agreement.
In front of you is a European-style spire-style single-family building with three floors. Facing the south of the road, the facade is about seven or eight meters wide. The signboard at the door has been removed, and even the advertisements on the windows on both sides have been scraped clean. Open the door and enter.
The house was empty, with only a few load-bearing pillars covering an area of less than 300 square meters.
"How's it going?" Ivy looked around
"Very good. By the way, I still don't know what kind of business you want to do?" Rebel asked.
"Catering" Ivey smiled mysteriously
"Catering?" Rebelle thought about the surrounding business environment. "There are quite a few shops in the catering industry on this street."
"That's not a problem. You know, our food has an overwhelming advantage."
Seeing how confident he was, Rebellious didn’t say much.
“Go take a look upstairs”
The style of the second floor is the same as that of the first floor, except that there is an extra bar. The third floor is much smaller, and is a place for the mother and daughter to live their daily lives.
“The third floor seems a bit small for business, but it’s great as a living place.”
Rebelle held the sleeping Ollie around and looked very satisfied.
"Okay, now we have to teach you our signature dishes." Avila led the two of them back to the bar on the second floor.
"Pass it to me? But in such a short time, I may not be able to learn it?" Rebel was afraid that she would be disliked if she was too stupid.
"Don't worry, it couldn't be easier. All you need is a hand. Most children can remember it after watching it a few times." Ivy motioned for her to relax. "Betty, bring over what you prepared before."
Betty walked to the bar and took out her wand. In Rebel's shocked expression, a soup pot and a simple stove appeared out of thin air on the bar. Then came various seasonings, more than ten kinds of fresh ingredients, and a large bag of cakes and snacks.
, all appeared on the table one by one.
"Magic is so convenient"
"It's not as convenient as you think. There are many restrictions - these ingredients are all transferred from our home, and wizards cannot conjure food out of thin air." Betty explained.
"Okay, let's get started. The dish I'm teaching you is called hot pot. The way to eat it is very simple. Just wash and cut the prepared ingredients, put them in the pot and wait for the food to be cooked. You can eat it. This dish is the most important
Two points: the base and the dipping sauce. Now I will teach you how to make the soup base. It is the soul of hot pot. You must remember the method and steps. I will demonstrate it to you. First put the butter in..."
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Two hours later, nearly ten o'clock.
"Have some midnight snacks," Ivy said as he prepared the oil dish.
The hot pot has been made and the pot is filled with food. The two ladies are sitting aside eating cakes and chatting. Just now, in order to facilitate Rebel to rest, Betty took her to the mall to buy some daily necessities and transformed her into a girl.
I got a comfortable bed, but unfortunately it only lasted one night.
"Is it done?"
Rebel ran over, and Ollie was already asleep and placed on the bed on the third floor.
"It's ready to eat. There's meat in the pot. If you want to eat vegetables, you can eat them later. Rebel has several oil dishes here, garlic sesame oil, sesame oil, spicy oyster sauce. For the time being, these are the three. Let's see which one fits.
Your taste."
The three of them were just about to start
"Gu~gu——" An owl flew in from the window. It picked up a letter and handed it to Betty, who fed it two pieces of meat.
"I thought the Ministry of Magic was pretending to be dead."
Ivy took the letter and opened it teasingly. The letter flew into the air, and the voice of Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge came from it.
"Good evening, Miss Ethel. I believe Mr. Shafik is with you. Mafalda Hopkirk, the head of the Department for the Abuse of Magic, just reported to me that Miss Ethel's wand is in London.
There were two spellcasting fluctuations at No. 27, Rue Morgue. This made me very embarrassed - of course, both of them are people with general knowledge, and I believe they would never hit the wrong target. But the rules are the rules, even if Mr. Gray was once a member of the Ministry of Magic
The hero takes great care of me, so I don’t want to publicly grant privileges to you two. Since this is the first time, I will make it easier for you and won’t pursue it. I hope you can cooperate with the Ministry of Magic in the future.
Work and abide by the laws of the wizarding world. Finally, I wish you both a happy new school year."
After saying that, the envelope was automatically destroyed.
"What is this?" Rebel became more and more curious about magic.
"Voice transmission, you can think of it as radio. Although it is not instant sound transmission, there is no signal or distance limit." Betty explained first, and then said to Ivy, "Fudge is quite generous to you."
"It's not to give me face, but to give face to my father. Why do you think he can become the Minister of Magic? He is so capable. He was just my father's deputy at the beginning. My father was the top thug of the Ministry of Magic. Without him,
The Ministry of Magic could not last long in the hands of Voldemort. There were countless people in the Ministry who had received favors from his father. After his father died in the war and Voldemort disappeared, Fudge was promoted as a ministerial candidate due to his qualifications. Those in authority in the Ministry were hindered by his father's face.
There was no objection at all.”
"Then what does this letter mean?"
"Try your luck. It's like buying a lottery ticket. You know you can't win, but you're still willing to try. Anyway, the cost is low and you don't feel bad if you lose money. So, don't take it as serious as what he said. Even if there is another time, it's just a matter of chance.
I will use another set of words."
Ivey knew Fudge very well. He was just fine when he was young, but since he became the Minister, he has completely turned into a politician, addicted to power and afraid of changes. Therefore, in terms of his father's contribution to the Ministry of Magic, as long as
If Ivey hadn't blatantly rebelled or killed innocent people indiscriminately, Fudge wouldn't have given him any substantial punishment. There was a high chance that he would have been hasty and hasty like today by issuing a warning letter.
"It seems like your family is quite happy in the magical world." Rebellious finally understood.
"It's okay. As long as it's not too much, a little violation doesn't matter. Even if Fudge doesn't want to, he still has to give face to other senior officials. Just because he's ungrateful doesn't mean other old people will." After a few simple words, he smiled and said, "This is not what we should do.
What you care about. Let’s eat and try my handiwork.”
Ivey picked up a large piece of meat from the pot and distributed it to the two of them.
"Let me try it." Rebelle excitedly picked up the special chopsticks (which look like the tongs used in Malatang food selection, with a small spring in the middle, so children can use them easily)
She picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks, blew on it, and put it into her mouth. After chewing it twice, she narrowed her eyes and looked full of enjoyment.
"It's delicious!" He said and took another big bite.
“Try it with a saucepan dipped in oil”
Ivey kept picking up food for them, and Betty on the side also started to move.
The supper lasted for about half an hour, and the two ladies just started eating for a while. After finishing half the pot of meat and some vegetables, they stopped. The rest went into Ivey's stomach.
After eating and drinking, the three of them sat on the bar to rest. Ivy was instructing Rebel on some details.
"The bottom of the pot will have multiple flavors, such as clear soup, tomato, spicy, etc., which can meet the various needs of diners."
"Yeah~" Rebel took out her notebook and nodded while recording. Betty watched the two of them busy with a smile.
"Needless to mention the oil dish. You can put out various condiments for the guests to mix and match. We can just give you some advice. If you find any good ingredients in the future, you can also try it yourself."
"Uh-huh"
"Also, some supermarkets sell Yuanyang hotpot. Check back and see if you need it based on the specific situation."
"Remember it. But I have a question. The bottom of this pot is good, but the production process is too simple, and it is easy for others to steal it." Rebel looked at the recipe Ivy wrote for her.
"It doesn't matter. The formula is destined to be kept secret, and I have a way to deal with it. Even if someone steals the recipe, they will only use ingredients from the Muggle world. When the time comes, I will refine some pot bases with magical seasonings for you, so that they can steal the recipe even if they want to.
There’s no place to look for it.” Ivey has already thought about this problem.
He continued, "But the supply of these special pot bases must be limited. Not only is the quantity limited, but each person can only eat them once a day. Muggles do not know magic and cannot digest too many potions. It will be dangerous to eat too much."
"
"I remember"
"There's nothing else - as for store decoration, business model and other things, it's up to you to decide. Anyway, you are studying management, so you are professional."
“Don’t worry, leave it to me.”
"Before I leave, I have a gift for you." Ivy took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to her.
"This is the admission notice sent to me by Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry when I entered. I hope it can bring good luck to Ollie."
Rebelle took the envelope with trembling hands, lowered her head and held it in her arms. After a while, she raised her face wet with tears and murmured
"Thank you - thank you -"
Ivy wiped away her tears. Betty also took out a medicine bottle at this time and said, "This is a gift from our family to you."
"What is this?" Rebel took it. The dreamy colors made her unable to bear to look away.
"Standing in Beauty"
There is no need to explain too much. I believe these two simple words can break through the defense lines of all women. Rebel is not surprised either.
Her bright eyes softened, and she stepped forward to hug Betty tightly, her charming face crying and laughing at the same time.
"Madam, you are so kind!" Rebel was moved.
"Don't call me so old," Betty protested softly.
"It's getting late, we have to go to school tomorrow. Take care of yourself, there should be bullets left."
"I will protect myself"
"Also, when your place officially opens, my mother and Betty's mother may come to visit often. They are lazy, and we are not at home, so-"
"Leave it to me! I will definitely satisfy them." Upon hearing that their parents would come, Rebelle became very motivated.
"They are very nice people. Don't be too nervous. When you get there, I will buy you an owl. Wizards use it to convey messages. We will write letters to keep in touch."