Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

"Wow

Gina's eyes lit up.

The wonderful taste bloomed in her mouth. She seemed to see a brilliant rainbow, which was torn down from the sky by a flying kitchen knife. It was cut into fine and beautiful particles, then stir fried and jumped on the flame, and finally she ate it.

What a wonderful taste, even the root of the tongue can feel the joy.

The taste of all kinds of food materials melts in the mouth, constantly impacting the taste buds. After swallowing, the fragrance still fills the mouth.

Gina felt that she had opened the door to a new world. Compared with the delicious fried rice, the fresh fish was not worth mentioning.

"It's delicious!"

Gina looked at MEG with adoration and showed a flower crazy smile. There are people in the world who can make such delicious food, and only God selected people can do it.

"Then eat more. If it's not enough, I can make it for you." McGonagall said with a smile, for the stranger, his heart is still a little more compassion, especially in the case of speech barrier, this loneliness may be even deeper than him.

Gina understood McGonagall's gesture, nodded her head cleverly, held the spoon and continued to eat fried rice, with a happy smile on her face.

Soon, a plate of Yangzhou fried rice was finished.

MEG reached out to stop Gina, who was about to chew the plate. He told her to wait for a moment, and then went into the kitchen to make another fried rice for her.

After two portions of Yangzhou fried rice, Gina showed a satisfied smile on her face, got up and bowed to MEG to express her thanks.

Although she is the princess of landist, he has received strict training from the high priest since childhood, so he has not enjoyed the treatment of a princess, nor does he feel like a princess.

As for the God chosen person who has saved herself and made herself eat such delicious food, according to the ancient maxim of landist, she should agree with each other by example.

Gina was a clever child, so she decided to follow the old adage.

Of course, as a girl, this kind of thing can not be too anxious and obvious.

At least... When it's just the two of them.

……

After breakfast, MEG takes Amy to school. Busy business hours begin again.

Gina stayed in the kitchen, occasionally helping to pass a plate or something, but most of the time she squatted in the corner and talked to the fish and shrimp in a whisper that Meg didn't understand.

After the business ended in the morning, MEG left the crowd behind and held a dialect conference. They tried the languages and tones of many races, and finally confirmed that they could not communicate with Gina.

The crowd left the restaurant.

"Isn't she from Nolan, like me?" McGonagall looks at Gina with some doubt in his eyes. If he doesn't inherit Alex's memory, his current communication level should be similar to Gina's.

Gina is also disappointed. She wants to talk to MEG and ask him to help randist, but she doesn't know how to express it.

The clansmen are still waiting for her to go back in the dark, which makes her a little uneasy and anxious.

McGonagall looked at Gina biting her lips with a worried look. She said softly, "don't worry. If you come to me specially, I won't drive you away. There will always be a way."

Gina's heart suddenly calmed down when she looked into Meg's eyes. She suddenly felt a little dizzy and ran upstairs. Without water supplement, she can only maintain human form for three hours now. Moreover, because she almost exhausted her mental energy to maintain breathing yesterday, she must return to the water immediately after feeling anoxic.

"Is there too little water?" MEG went into the kitchen, took a bag of sea salt and went upstairs.

First, he knocked on the bathroom door. He didn't hear any response. After a moment's hesitation, MEG pushed the door open and went in.

There is a neatly folded sailor's suit on one side of the clothes rack. In the bathtub, Gina is lying quietly with her eyes closed. Somehow, this time, she has not changed back to the mermaid's shape and has entered a deep sleep state.

"It's just right." Meg's eyes rested on Gina for a moment and nodded with satisfaction.

"Stop, stop... Don't indulge in the game of changing clothes!" MEG forced his eyes away, and then used sea salt to adjust the concentration of water in the bathtub to the right amount.

"It's OK to keep a mermaid in the bathtub for one or two days, but it won't work for a long time. It's very inconvenient to take a bath or go to the toilet." McGonagall looked at Gina, who turned over comfortably in the bathtub, turned and walked towards the door, and said in his heart, "system, how much is your big fish tank? The kind that can raise mermaids. "

"Host, mermaid is a protected animal. It can't be raised privately. It should be handed over to the state!"

"Cut, you think it's a giant salamander."

"This system believes that the host as a pre selection of Kitchen God, the first idea to see a mermaid should be to think about how to make a braised Mermaid, which is the qualified Kitchen God thinking. If the host can make a delicious braised Mermaid, this system can provide sufficient food materials to ensure the pure wild Mermaid."

"Go away!"

……

After some bargaining, MEG spent 2000 copper coins to buy a big fish tank with automatic water filling and cleaning function from the system, which is three meters long and two meters high. Even if Gina is in Mermaid state, she can easily roll in the fish tank.

Because the size of the fish tank was too large, MEG put it in the spare room next to the master bedroom on the second floor. After the expansion of the store, the area of the house tripled, so there were two rooms that Meg kept in reserve. Now it's just in use.

Before finding out why Gina was looking for him, he planned to take her in for a while.

Language barrier, and unable to live on land for a long time, now let her go, is tantamount to killing her.

MEG can't do this kind of thing.

……

Food Association building, staff are busy.

The latest food ranking results will be officially released in two days. After three months, the food ranking will be released again after the drastic reform.

Whether we can make a list satisfying the diners this time will determine whether the food association can continue to be the food vane of the chaotic city.

The vice president hurried into the president's room with a stack of paper and looked at Robert behind the desk and said, "president, most of the judges have finished the selection of restaurants in this food ranking. Three independent statistical groups have made statistics respectively. The preliminary results have come out, just this list..."

"What happened to the list?" Robert took over the stack of statistics and looked at it. There was something unexpected and reasonable on his face.

"President, does this list need to be revised? Doesn't that seem good? " The vice president hesitated.