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

"Well?" McGonagall looks at Phyllis, suddenly a little flustered. This girl will not

"In fact, I am the maid of the fairy princess. Now she needs me. I have to go to her side to help her." Phyllis looked at MEG with a firm expression.

McGonagall raised his eyebrows, but it's not what he thought.

Looking at some sorry Phyllis, I want to laugh. He brought this girl to the city of chaos, but now I feel sorry because I didn't confess my identity.

However, it seems that Phyllis should have seen the announcement, so she was anxious to resign and return to Elena.

Knowing the danger, but not half hesitated, MEG was moved by his loyalty.

The situation of the night elves is not optimistic. Most of them are slave elves who are assembled in a short time. They want to overthrow the deep-rooted and powerful wind forest, just like ants shaking the tree.

"I've also heard about the elves and Princess Elena. If you insist on coming back to her and helping her, I won't stop you." McGonagall looked at Phyllis. Elena really needs someone to take care of her. "But before you leave, I want you to think about two things."

"Do you know where to find the princess? If you do find her, how can you help her, or become a burden? "

"I..." Phyllis opened her mouth, thought about it, and shook her head in frustration. "The princess must not be in the forest of the wind, and I don't know where to find her. However, I think I can take care of her. She can't cook, but she is a little picky about her food. She would rather be hungry than touch things she can't get used to. "

McGonagall remembered that Elena had finished a whole menu by herself yesterday afternoon. She had a bad feeling in her heart. Phyllis was obviously right. I'm afraid she hasn't had a good meal for a long time.

"If you want to take care of her or play a role in the rebel army, I think you should learn more cooking skills and dishes faster and more. The dishes you used to cook were too elaborate to provide enough energy for soldiers in wartime. If you like, I will teach you how to make Yangzhou fried rice and rougamo with wax sauce. During this period, I will also find out the location of the princess. As long as you confirm their location and ensure their safety, you can go there at any time. " McGonagall looked at Phyllis and said seriously.

Last night's pillow, he did not love her mother, if not for the situation does not allow, he would like to go to the front line to cook for her.

Although Phyllis is an excellent pier, if she is willing to cook for Elena, he can rest assured and will not force her to stay.

"Mr. McGonagall..." Phyllis looked at MEG. Tears were already flashing in his eyes. He was so kind to her that he was willing to do so many things for her. No one had ever done this to her except her royal highness.

McGonagall saw Phyllis's tears twinkle. He thought he was serious. He said hurriedly, "if you are in a hurry to leave now, I can go to the city Lord's mansion and ask. Maybe they know something."

"No, Mr McGonagall, you are right. I should be a useful person, not a burden to your royal highness, as she did last time worrying about my safety, but useless." Phyllis shook her head and looked at MEG firmly. "Please teach me how to cook."

McGonagall showed a smile on his face, nodded and said, "OK, let's start from this morning's break. I'll teach you how to make Yangzhou fried rice first."

"Well." Phyllis nodded hard.

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"Mr. McGonagall, maybe I'm going to resign. If I'm going to leave this time, I hope you can help me take care of Anna for a while. If... I can't come back, I hope you can help and take good care of her. "

Sheryl came to the restaurant earlier than usual today. She took a look at Anna who was playing with the ugly duckling with Amy outside the restaurant. She looked at MEG with a dignified face and said.

"You're going, too?" McGonagall's eyebrows were unexpected, but not unexpected.

Like Sally, Cheryl is a noble child of the elves, and MEG knows that.

However, they are different from those elves with fixed thinking and class. They fought for the freedom of the elves at the bottom, and Sheryl took Anna in.

Irina's announcement is actually a call order to the elves who travel in Nolan.

Fight for freedom!

What a noble and true purpose.

The elves who have been persecuted for many years, and the elves who are looking forward to freedom, when they see this announcement, I'm afraid they are all excited, right?

"Yes, my countrymen need me." Sheryl nodded without hesitation.

McGonagall looked at Sheryl, a fairyland more beautiful than most women, who was growing tall in his heart.

"You can start any time, Anna. I'll take care of her. Whatever Amy has, she has." MEG nodded.

"Thank you." Cheryl's face showed a smile, looked around the restaurant, said: "farewell, others, please say goodbye for me."

McGonagall looked at Cheryl and nodded slightly, "goodbye, take care of it."

Sheryl turned and walked towards the door.

McGonagall looks out. Cheryl squats down, clumsily hugs Anna, whispers a few words in her ear, then gets up and turns away.

The little girl's eyes were red and she held on to the corner of her dress.

"When the war is over, I'll come back, and then I'll support you."

Sheryl looked back at Anna and said with a smile.

Anna looked at Sheryl. Joan's nose moved and she held out her little thumb. "Hook, hook, you must come back."

"Good." Sheryl reaches out her little finger and hooks it with Anna's.

"Hang on the hook, one hundred years, no change." Anna said seriously.

Cheryl took back her hand, raised her fine chin, and said with a smile, "don't worry, a beautiful person like me won't cheat."

Then he turned and strode away, waving his back to the direction of the restaurant.

Anna looked at the back of Cheryl and sobbed.

"What's the matter? Why is the wind so strong today?" Sheryl blinked, stepped up a little, and soon disappeared in the square.

"It's all right, little sister Anna. You still have us." Amy came over, gently hugged Anna, reached out to help her wipe the tears from her face, and said with a smile, "I heard that those who are good-looking usually don't die easily. Sister Sheryl is so good-looking that she won't die easily."