"It seems to be a little more even." When she finished cutting the twentieth bamboo shoot, McGonagall picked up two bamboo shoots, compared them carefully in front of her for a while, and nodded in satisfaction.

Looking down at the bamboo shoots that had been piled up on the side, he couldn't help but sigh a little: "It turns out that it is not easy to be a chef, I already have the most standard knife skills in my mind, but it has only been to this level after practicing for so long, those who start from scratch are estimated to have to practice for many years." ”

He felt a little embarrassed for the first time when he remembered the comments he had written about the chefs, but now these comments have become the standard for him to complete his tasks, and it can be regarded as self-defeating.

"System, if it is at this rate, I estimate that it will take me a few weeks just to practice knife work, and it is impossible to complete the task in three days, right?" McGonagall paused and asked inwardly.

"In the Kitchen God Trial, the time ratio is 365:1 with the outside world, the host spends a year in the Kitchen Trial, and the outside time only passes for one day, and the host does not need to sleep and rest in the Kitchen God space, the body will not be tired, and the ingredients can be supplied indefinitely, I hope the host can have a firm heart of the Kitchen God, complete the task as soon as possible, and walk out of the Kitchen God Trial." The sound of the system then sounded.

"And this kind of operation?" McGonagall was a little surprised, even the time ratio could be adjusted, this kitchen god testing ground was really amazing. However, being locked in this closed kitchen, even the tiredness disappears, and you can only keep cooking repeatedly, and those who are not determined are expected to go crazy soon.

"No, I'm going to go out before Amy wakes up tomorrow morning and make her the perfect Yangzhou fried rice for breakfast." McGonagall suppressed the anxiety in her heart, which was her promise to Amy, which had to be fulfilled, glanced at the date table on the side, and continued to cut the bamboo shoots with a kitchen knife.

He now has four months of sleepless work, which is a year to learn a Yangzhou fried rice with a normal eight-hour working day, and he already has a perfect experience in his head, so there is absolutely enough time.

McGonagall had lost track of time, and the bamboo shoots went from lumpy to uniform slices, to uniform filaments, and then to small grains the size of a grain of rice, becoming more and more skillful and handy.

From sliced bamboo shoots to mushrooms to ham and prawns, McGonagall's choice of ingredients ranged from easy to difficult, and as her proficiency increased, her knife skills were also rapidly improving.

When the time on the wall came to the 100th day, Jiang Hongzheng neatly loaded the fried rice in the pot into the plate with a spoon, turned off the heat while putting down the pot, and showed a confident smile on his face, "System, this time it should be okay, right?" ”

Freshly out of the pot Yangzhou fried rice, the grainy rice is perfectly wrapped with a layer of golden eggs, green peas, white prawns, gray tree mushrooms, and red ham...... The ingredients of various colors are perfectly blended into a plate, and the color is not messy at all, but makes people feel bright and harmonious.

A small handful of green onions were sprinkled on top, the icing on the cake, and the aroma of the various ingredients coming together hit her face, making McGonagall's throat roll a little.

The system was silent for a while before speaking: "According to the criteria previously proposed by the host:

1. The rice grains are distinct, and each one perfectly wraps the eggs. Reached!

2. The color is bright, harmonious, and appetizing. Reached!

3. The taste is delicate, the taste is delicious, the softness and hardness are moderate, fragrant, moist and refreshing. Reached!

4. The fragrance is attractive and has a certain degree of recognition. Reached!

Four criteria are achieved at the same time, congratulations to the host for learning authentic Yangzhou fried rice, completing the task, and obtaining a physical fitness +0.5 reward. At the same time, unlock the right to purchase the ingredients required for Yangzhou fried rice, and the right to use the corresponding required kitchenware. ”

McGonagall clenched her fists hard, and a sense of accomplishment arose, and she felt like crying when she looked at the Yangzhou fried rice in front of her.

I don't know when the last time I worked so hard to accomplish something, but the feeling of achieving my goal is the most comfortable and enjoyable.

Of course, what excites him the most is that he can finally make a Yangzhou fried rice with all the color and flavor for Amy, thinking of the cute appearance of the little guy when he eats, his heart is already full of anticipation.

"System, can I taste the taste of this Yangzhou fried rice?" Looking at the Yangzhou fried rice, McGonagall, who had no hunger after entering the Chef God Proving Ground, suddenly felt a little hungry.

"The host will automatically exit the Kitchen God Proving Ground after five minutes." The system says.

"Five minutes, that's enough!" McGonagall hurriedly took a spoon from the cupboard next to her, scooped a spoonful of fried rice from the plate, put it in her mouth, and only chewed it a few times, and her eyes lit up suddenly.

The aroma of green onions and eggs is so delicate, and the taste of the rice-sized shrimp and ham is so delicate, and the rice wrapped in eggs is full of sweet taste after chewing, and the taste of various ingredients melts in the mouth, constantly hitting the taste buds until you swallow it, the fragrance still fills the mouth.

This taste is simply amazing!

For the first time, he discovered that Yangzhou fried rice could be so delicious!

A spoonful was enough, McGonagall almost finished the whole bowl of fried rice, licked back the last piece of rice wrapped in an egg on her lips, and at the same time, she still had the urge to have another bowl, which was really tempting.

"This kind of Yangzhou fried rice, Xiaomi will definitely like to eat it, and as for the foodies in Noah's continent, no one will be able to resist this taste." Putting down the spoon, McGonagall reminisced about the beautiful experience brought by this bowl of Yangzhou fried rice, and the dull mood brought by repeating one thing for a hundred days suddenly became fresh and bright.

The time of five minutes was quickly up, Jiang Hong only felt that the white light flashed in front of him, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already lying on the big bed, sat up suddenly, turned his head to look at Amy, who was sleeping peacefully on the pink bed on the side, and the dreamy feeling in his heart slowly settled down.

Then he looked at his hands with some surprise and clenched his fists, which was the same feeling as in the Kitchen God Proving Ground, the body that could not be done with fists has now been greatly improved, and there is no problem with normal activities and cooking.

"The system is really reliable." McGonagall got up from the bed, moved her hands and feet, glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table, it was already five o'clock in the morning, looked down at the dirty clothes on her body, walked to the wardrobe in a few steps and opened the wardrobe, but there was only a set of chef clothes and a black Lori skirt inside, the white shirt material chef uniform has two rows of delicate black buttons, black slacks, and a black and white vertical apron, a pair of white tights, a pair of black flat shoes, a pair of white shoes, clean and simple.

McGonagall took her clothes and went into the bathroom, took a careful shower, and then took scissors and cut her wild long tan curls into neat short hair, and cut her beard with scissors, and then shaved it with a razor, leaving only a faint mustache on her upper lip.

"Sure enough, this is the correct opening posture." McGonagall reached out and touched her angular face, looked at herself in the mirror with a completely changed appearance, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and after cleaning up, she successfully transformed from a sloppy homeless man to a temperamental light uncle.

This is eight points similar to his previous life, the difference is the body shape, and now the skinny appearance looks too weak and can't help the wind, and then it's time to eat a full meal, and then do more muscle-building exercises.

After the narcissism, McGonagall changed into the chef's suit, and after tidying up, she looked a little bit like a chef in the mirror.

"Hello, Boss Mai." McGonagall said seriously to herself in the mirror, and after thinking about it, she couldn't help but smile again: "Or should it be called Boss Alex?" ”