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

"This month's food reviews should be sent back to Luodu directly. Anyway, I can't find such amazing food in Luodu. It's better to stay in the city of chaos. Maybe boss Mai will study some new vegetables."

Derek carefully folded the two sheets of paper, then wrapped them in a layer of oilcloth paper, and finally stuffed them into a well sealed bamboo tube. He went out to find a consignment office to send them out.

The price of this way of using birds to transport goods is not low, but it is not difficult for Derek to accept. After all, a monthly column can get him a huge reward.

"I don't know how readers will respond to this food review? It's really exciting. " Out of the check-in, Derek looks at a bird flying out of the check-in, with a smile on his face.

"Will you continue to eat fish flavored eggplant in the evening? Anyway, there's nothing good to eat. Let's continue to eat fish flavored eggplant... "

Fish flavored eggplant is really a magical dish.

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"Brother, do we really want to compare that guy to roast chicken?" In a courtyard in the north of the city, Eugene asked, looking at fubinen as he bled the chicken.

"Since we should have done it yesterday, we must have gone. Otherwise, those who don't know think we are afraid." Fulbin said with a smile.

"Who's afraid! We won't be afraid! Our skill has been handed down from our ancestors. No one in the whole tribe can make roast chicken as good as ours. Everyone who ate our roast chicken said it was good. That guy must be unconvinced by our good business, so he came to find fault on purpose. At that time, let's go to his restaurant and compare with him to let him know who is the real king of roast chicken! " Eugene said with a proud face.

Fulbin en also told: "biguibi, you can't make trouble at that time. We have a firm foothold in this chaotic city. We have fixed stalls and a small yard. If we don't want to go hunting, we should abide by the rules here."

"I see." Eugene waved his hand and continued to kill the chicken.

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"Is this the new sea Mr. McGonagall built for me?" After sleeping for three hours, Gina wakes up and is led to the next room by MEG. Looking at the two meter high, three meter long and two meter wide fish tank, her eyes are full of surprise and moving.

"This is your place for the time being." MEG was satisfied with Gina's expression.

"Thank you, Mr. McGonagall." Gina jumps up and hugs MEG. Her feet can't help wrapping around MEG.

"You're a mermaid, not an octopus, OK?" MEG was not easy to make complaints about Jenna, who was so excited.

Gina didn't care about McGonagall's mood. She picked up her clothes and climbed up the ladder. She jumped into the big fish tank and swam happily.

It's a fish tank. It's actually a small swimming pool.

MEG stands outside and looks at Gina swimming up and down in the transparent glass like a fish. Compared with her clumsy movements on the land, she really belongs to the sea.

"Mr. McGonagall, would you like to come?" Gina leaned over the glass and waved to MEG.

"I can't stand it, I can't stand it." MEG shook his head and turned away.

"Doesn't Mr. McGonagall like me?" Gina was disappointed to see MEG disappear at the door.

No one has ever told her what love is. In the 18 years of her life, her only mission is to save landist.

But she knew that in return, since Mr. McGonagall had saved her, and in the future, he would be saved. She was willing to give everything to him.

……

Gina's arrival still has some impact on the restaurant. Because of the language barrier, MEG does not let her participate in the daily operation of the restaurant, but allows her to move freely. Instead, Gina will take the initiative to help do some simple things.

She likes children and all kinds of aquatic products. She can always play with them easily, even if the language is totally different.

This is a bit of a surprise for MEG. Looking at Gina, who is having a good time with Amy, maybe it's also a kind of talent.

However, Gina's time outside the fish tank is still three hours. When it's time, she has to go back to the fish tank to have a rest. However, as her mana recovers, her rest time begins to shorten. Sometimes, she just needs to go back and replenish water.

……

One day's business was over again, and MEG was the only one left in the kitchen late at night.

"The results of the food list will be announced tomorrow. I don't know if I can get the first place in the list." MEG murmured to himself as he smeared mud on the lotus leaves.

There is something wrong with the task of dominating the food list of the system. The return of the food list is to rebuild the credibility.

If you let Maimi restaurant dominate all the lists, it seems... It doesn't have much credibility.

Although McGonagall thinks President Robert is a good person, if a restaurant really dominates the list of all categories, he will definitely balance the rules of the game. Otherwise, the list looks awkward.

McGonagall was left to his fate.

McGonagall can't control the results of the rankings, but in addition to the release of the rankings tomorrow, there is another thing McGonagall has to solve.

McGonagall didn't mean to fight with the rooster Orc brothers, but the system task has been released, and he can only reluctantly accept it.

If we just beat them, McGonagall felt that if he threw the chicken into the microwave, he could make a more delicious roast chicken than the orc brother.

But the requirement of the system is to make perfect Jiaohua chicken, which is more particular. In the past three days, he spent almost all his spare time studying how to make delicious Jiaohua chicken, and applied the recipe and experience to the extreme, but still failed repeatedly.

After putting Amy to sleep, McGonagall quietly goes down the stairs and starts to cook crow chicken.

The food materials are provided by the system, not to mention that the three yellow chickens are raised in the Angolo gorge, the holy land of forest trolls. The yellow mud alone is taken from kilometers deep under the tatali desert.

Tatari desert is the broadest desert in Nolan continent. The annual precipitation is almost zero and it is extremely dry. Even Warcraft can't survive there. It is known as the land of death.

But no one thought that under the desert, there was yellow mud more delicate than Yixing clay.

This is enough for the famous potters to compete for the clay. The system actually provides MEG with the outsourcing yellow clay as Jiaohua chicken.

McGonagall just wanted to say: just right.

Yellow mud evenly wrapped in lotus leaves, and then McGonagall carefully into the oven has been heated.

The system improved oven, so that the original as long as four hours of baking time reduced to half an hour.

MEG washed his hands, set an alarm clock, and sat quietly waiting.

This is the last chance. If we fail again, the time for this mission will be up, which means the mission is over.

"Ding Ling!"

When the alarm goes off, McGonagall turns off the alarm, gets up and walks towards the oven. With a shovel, McGonagall carefully takes the reddened Jiaohua chicken out of the oven.

"What are you doing, Mr. McGonagall?"

Just then, Gina appeared at the kitchen door with her bleary eyes rubbing. She looked at MEG and asked.