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

Irina happily ate a small mouthful of black soil fried rice, and forced her stomach to swallow it.

"Well, it's good." Elena drank a glass of water and nodded her head with a complicated expression.

She hasn't eaten anything so bad for many years.

Last time

Probably when she was tasting her own cooking.

It was a mountain bison.

It was finally roasted to ashes.

The taste of bibimbap

She still feels sick in her stomach when she thinks about it now.

The soul fried rice made by Amy is her true story.

Annie heard the praise of the two, full of expectation, picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of fried rice and fed it to her mouth.

Her eyes gradually widened, and she looked at MEG and Elena with some doubts. Her bright eyes were like a fawn cheated.

However, she finally swallowed the fried rice, then quietly put down the spoon, drank a large glass of water, showing a reluctant smile.

"Negative emotions from Annie + 1 + 1 + 1"

"Well... I'll clean up the kitchen and make something else." MEG went to the kitchen with the bowl.

"I can help clean it up." Irina, who never works, gets up and walks to the kitchen with her bowl.

Annie also got up silently and went into the kitchen with a bowl.

"It seems that the fried rice is not as bad as expected. Everyone seems to like it." Amy picked up the spoon and, full of anticipation, scooped a spoonful of fried rice into her mouth.

Amy's expression froze.

Silence

Silence

"Ouch ~ ~"

(ｷ｀ﾟ Д ﾟ´)!!

"How can it be so bad!"

Amy herself was shocked.

"So... It won't hurt her self-esteem, will it?" Irina glanced at the door and said with a smile.

"I hope the kids can clearly realize their talent in cooking, and don't come to the kitchen and our stomach every morning." MEG smiles and shrugs.

He was moved by the fact that Amy cooked for them.

A little guy as big as that already knows how to appreciate their hard work.

But her talent in cooking is in inverse proportion to her magic talent.

If it is Anna, it should be able to make a good Yangzhou fried rice.

With Irina's help, the kitchen soon returned to its original shape.

McGonagall took out all kinds of ingredients from the refrigerator and noticed a cut through the cutting table.

"I'm not used to the kitchen knife. It's normal." Irina took a look and said calmly.

MEG took a look at her. Most people don't think it's normal.

"Do you have a problem?"

McGonagall shook his head: "no, it's quite normal. I used to chop the chopping table to cook."

"It turns out... My father, in order to take care of my feelings, they can even accept the taste." Amy took a look at the direction of the kitchen, then turned her eyes and fell on the ugly duckling who was stretching on the counter.

[an obese cat]

This is the first time that the ugly duckling didn't take the initiative to come to the table.

The ugly duckling seems to feel something bad. As soon as she turns her head, she sees Amy holding a spoon with dark food coming step by step.

"Come on, ugly duckling, try the love breakfast I made for you."

"Don't you come here!"

The ugly duckling's hair explodes and stares at Amy.

Amy hugged the duckling who was about to retreat, then squeezed his round face, squeezed some fried rice from the spoon and threw it into his mouth.

The ugly duckling kicked his legs twice, tilted his head and died on the spot.

"Negative emotion from ugly duckling + 3!"

"Wow, that's ok?" Amy's eyes lit up and looked at the ugly duckling as if she saw a treasure.

Amy put down the spoon, pinched the ugly duckling's fat face and said happily, "are you dead? That's too bad. It seems that we can only eat Beijing roast duck or roast goose at noon today. "

"Meow ~"

The ugly duckling with crooked head and tongue suddenly opened his eyes and gave a weak cry.

"This ugly duckling looks like suffering from heatstroke, or..."

"Meow, meow, meow."

The ugly duckling got up, rubbed Amy's hand with his head, and jumped up and down the counter to show that he was very healthy.

"Negative emotions from ugly duckling + 1 + 1 + 1..."

After a while, Amy gained ten life experience points on the ugly duckling.

MEG came out with a fresh breakfast, bright Yangzhou fried rice, the classic combination of soybean milk and fried dough sticks, a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and a bowl of spicy red oil hand copied noodles.

"What's this?"

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the bowl of red oil.

There is no such heavy breakfast on Meg's breakfast menu.

And it's something he's never done before.

[a perfect bowl of red oil chaoshou -- the chef has amazing cooking skills]

Amy looks at red oil's hand copying, and a line of notes pops up in her mind.

"This is the first time to try it today. Would you like to try it?" Meg said with a smile.

If you don't count the thousands of operations in the kitchen god auditorium last night, this is indeed his first red oil hand copying in reality.

It's wonderful to see this Sichuan food, which is deeply loved by him, reappear in a different world.

"It looks greasy. I'll have porridge." Irina refused and served preserved egg and lean meat porridge. Her injured stomach needs the comfort of warm porridge.

Annie chose Yangzhou fried rice, also slightly shaking her head to say no.

"May I try one?" Only Amy looked at MEG expectantly.

"Of course." MEG took a small bowl and served it to her.

Only a real eater will dare to try different foods.

Amy scooped up a chaoshou with a spoon. The bright red soup colored the dough. The smell of meat floated slowly through the thin skin. A few scallions and coriander embellished it. It looked very attractive.

Toot a small mouth blowing a few, Amy with a spoon carefully feed the hand to the mouth.

The soup is slightly numb and spicy, but the smell of bone is strong. This is the perfect combination of the soup and sesame oil.

The dough is thin and greasy, and it is full of meat stuffing. If you bite it gently, the gravy splashes in your mouth.

Soft and delicious taste, and slightly spicy soup fusion, it is wonderful to the ultimate collision!

It's really satisfying!

"System, please don't release any excessive tasks for me to cook breakfast in the future. This is an insult to a father who has perfect cooking skills." Amy said seriously in her heart.

Life experience system

Where does the host ask for the task of the system?

This is the most excessive, OK!