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

Yabeimia looks at the rougamo on the table, and her expression is a little tangled. The ultimate experience brought by the previous rougamo tastes like a cat's paw scratching her heart. That kind of delicious food is totally different from Yangzhou fried rice. If you can only have one bite of it, what a pity.

"Sister mia, your little rabbit has come out." Amy pointed at abelmia's chest.

Abelmia was stunned for a moment. She looked down and her face turned red. She quickly turned around and buttoned up again. She turned red and didn't dare to look at MEG.

Meg's face was calm. He didn't see any big waves. Naturally, he didn't care about this kind of thing. Abelmia was a little girl, and she was an employee of the restaurant.

"Sister mia, can't you put your tail away? In that case, you can put it away after eating rougamo. Anyway, we all think that tail is very cute. " Amy took a bite of fried rice and suggested.

"If you still want to eat, I think it's a good way." MEG nodded, too. There were only three of them in the restaurant.

Abelmia looked at MEG and Amy's sincere eyes. After hesitating for a moment, she nodded, picked up the two chairs on the ground, picked up the rougamo on the table again, took a breath and took a big bite.

The delicious food diffused in her mouth and turned into a raging heat. The tail that abemia had just taken back suddenly came out again. However, she had the first experience. This time, she held back and did not sing again. Although her chest fluctuated slightly, there was no case of clothing explosion.

The Golden Dragon's tail swayed happily behind her. The two rougamo were finished in a short time. She looked at the empty bag in her hand, stretched out her pink tongue and licked her red lips. She still felt a little more than she could say.

"Sister mia, isn't it delicious?" Amy asked with some pride.

"Well, the rougamo made by boss Mai is delicious." Abemia nodded heartily. Before entering the restaurant, she had never eaten such delicious food. She couldn't even believe that such delicious food really existed in the world. "Moreover, I feel that after eating, the strength in her body seems to increase, which seems to have a special effect on me."

"You can eat more after that." McGonagall's face showed a smile, and he also bit the rougamo in his hand. Now it's changed from Amy's daily boasting to double's daily boasting, but this kind of feeling is also very good.

After lunch and a break, McGonagall opened the door on time during business hours.

Although abemia's transformation is not under control, she can still take back her tail as long as she focuses on it for about a minute, so it has little impact on her life and she is not so worried.

And after changing her body, her strength was improved again, which made MEG envious. There seemed to be infinite power in her small body. She didn't feel a bit tired even if she went back and forth hundreds of times a day between the kitchen and the dining room.

"Goodbye, Amy, boss Mai." After finishing the dining room in the evening, abelmia said with a smile to MEG and Amy, who are preparing to wash the dishes. Today's smile can match the previous year's, and the original work can make people feel so happy.

"Goodbye, sister MIA." Amy waved her little hand and held the duckling sleepily.

"Be careful on the way." McGonagall said with a smile.

"All right." Abelmia nodded her head seriously, turned and went out.

McGonagall put the last few bowls in the dishwasher. With someone's help, it was a lot easier. Although he had been cooking all day, he didn't feel hard at all. Sure enough, those things were more tiring than cooking all the time in the kitchen.

"Congratulations to the host. The task of selling 1000 rougamo in 10 days has been completed, and the tofu brain recipe has been unlocked. Please enter the kitchen god proving ground to learn in 24 hours." Just then, the system sounds.

"It's not easy to finish the task at last." McGonagall looked at the glittering experience pack in his mind. It seemed that he would be ready to stay in the kitchen god test field for several months this evening. The sweet and salty tastes are two courses.

Holding sleepy Amy and the ugly duckling upstairs, after washing and watching the two kids fall asleep, McGonagall gently lies back on the bed and takes a look at the time. It's already ten o'clock in the evening. He slowly closes his eyes and enters the kitchen god test field again.

In addition to salty tofu and sweet tofu, there was a spicy tofu option in the experience pack. It was gray and could not be opened, which meant that he could not learn it for the time being.

"Salty, sweet, since now is the boss, of course, is to get all the guests, make more money." McGonagall had a smile on his face, and he was all set.

As for whether or not there will be a dispute between salty and sweet, this is not what he needs to consider. Unlike the fat boss, who is a strong supporter of the sweet party, he will sell a restaurant whose turnover has increased several times to open a bar because the restaurant sells salty bean curd.

There is already a refiner on the stove. It's cylindrical, about the size of an electric cooker. Beside it is a wooden bucket and a brown earthen jar. On the ground there are two sacks of soybeans, gypsum, various seasonings, and various kinds of side dishes that can be added according to your own taste. You need everything.

"This should be the simplest dish. You should be able to go out early." McGonagall said to himself, seriously recalling his evaluation of those bean curd shops in those years, his expression became a little strange again. It seemed that things were not as simple as he thought.

The soaking time of soybeans is directly omitted. Watch the soybeans break into dregs in the refiner and turn into fine soymilk. Then pour it into a wooden bucket covered with several layers of gauze and filter it. Then pour the filtered soymilk into an iron pot and boil it over high heat.

Put the plaster of Paris into the VAT, and then pour the boiled soybean milk into the VAT. As time goes on, a magical scene appears. The thick soybean milk begins to solidify slowly and turns into tender white bean curd.

"It's really easy to make bean curd." McGonagall picked his eyebrows, but he succeeded the first time.

"The color of bean curd is yellow, the taste is hard, unqualified!" The system sounds.

"It seems that it's really a little bit..." McGonagall came up and looked at it carefully for a while. It really turned a little yellow. It seems that although it's a bit of a fool's operation, it's not as simple as he thought.

The time on the wall passed day by day. MEG went through hundreds of practice and attempts, and then came back in the negation of the system.

"System, should it be OK this time?" MEG put down two bowls of bean curd.

The bowl of tender white bean curd on the left is filled with golden red sugar water, which is crystal clear; The bowl on the right is bright white bean curd with bright orange sauce, mashed garlic, shredded mustard, agaric and green onion.