Mag felt a little sorry for the egg, but he could do nothing about Amy's obsession with the roast goose. It seemed he had to work hard and complete his missions to get the recipe for roast goose as soon as possible.
Of course, the recipe for the Peking Duck would be just as fine.
They opened the door and went inside. Amy put the little basket in a compartment under the counter. She crouched down and whispered a little something to that egg, and then closed the door carefully as if afraid of waking up the little creature inside the egg.
"Father, when will it hatch?" Amy asked as she looked at Mag, expectant.
Mag shook his head. "I'm not sure. Maybe next spring." He didn't know much about the hatching of birds'.
"That would be too long." Amy was a little depressed.
"Maybe it will hatch out more quickly if it's put in a warmer environment, like mother ducks hatching their eggs," Mag said quickly after thinking about it.
