Chapter 1636: Uncle McGonagall is super powerful

"I ordered this for you, you probably didn't eat well today, and I also ordered another food for myself." Christopher pushed the fried rice back in front of Lucy, and looked at her with some pity, the little girl was too sensible, looking at her thin appearance, she must have not eaten for a long time.

"Thank you." Lucy looked at Christopher and said gratefully, scooping up a spoonful of fried rice with a spoon and feeding it to Darren, while saying, "Darren, open your mouth, this is a fried rice as colorful as a rainbow." โ€

"Rainbow?!" Darren's eyes lit up, and he opened his mouth in anticipation.

When the slightly hot fried rice is fed to the mouth, the wonderful taste is wrapped in heat and blooms in the mouth, and when you chew it carefully, the taste of the rice and various ingredients is so delicate, and all kinds of flavors melt in the mouth, just like a colorful flower blooming in the mouth, which makes people surprise and sink.

"It's eggs and ...... and ......" Darren could only distinguish the aroma of eggs, even the rice, with a strange but wonderful sweet taste to him.

The wonderful taste lingers between my lips and teeth for a long time, and after swallowing, I feel warm and comfortable all over my body.

"Is it delicious?" Lucy looked at Darren, who narrowed her eyes happily, and asked expectantly.

"Uh-huh, it's so delicious!" Darren nodded, grabbed Lucy's hand and said, "Sister, you can taste it too, it's really delicious." โ€

"It's okay, I'll eat it later, I'll feed you first." Lucy scooped another spoonful of fried rice and fed it to Darren, with the same smile on her face.

It's been a long time since she's seen Darren smile like this on his face since her grandfather died, and it seems that he really likes the fried rice.

"A child of this age,It's right to study in the Chaos School Park.,Don't suffer like this.ใ€‚ Christopher looked at the sibling opposite, thinking silently in his heart.

Lucy fed Darren a portion of Yangzhou fried rice, and only after he made it clear that he was full did she pick up her spoon and start eating.

When the warm fried rice was fed to her mouth, a mist rose in front of her eyes.

What a wonderful taste, just like the rice my mother cooked back then, the wild mushrooms in the mountains and the rice are mixed with wild boar fat and fried together, and there can be a little diced bacon even if there is occasionally.

However, after so many years, the appearance of my mother has gradually blurred.

She and her father went hunting in the forest that day, as usual, but never returned.

She was only five years old at the time, and Darren had just learned to walk.

When Grandpa was a child, he always said that they would come back with big prey in the future, but until Grandpa died and she grew up, she already knew that they might never come back.

In this world, she only has Darren as her younger brother.

After silently eating a Yangzhou fried rice, the corners of Lucy's eyes were a little moist, and she looked sideways at Darren, if his eyes couldn't be cured, then she would take care of him for the rest of her life.

"Your roasted pig's eyes, your husband and wife lungs, and your rum." Mia came over with a tray and gently put down two plates and a glass of rum.

"Is this a roast pig's eye?" Lucy's eyes were quickly drawn to the mountain of meat skewers stacked on the plate, which were skewered together and roasted into tan pig's eyes, but they were not surprisingly intimidating, with an oily surface and an enticing aroma of barbecue.

"Roast pig's eye." Darren shrunk his neck, although such a thing might be able to heal his eyes, but subconsciously he was still a little scared, and the wild boars that were shot through the eyeballs by his grandfather had already begun to appear in his mind, and the scene was a little scary.

"Yes, this is roast pig's eye, it sounds a little scary, but it's a very delicious dish, and my eyes are better after eating this." Christopher smiled and nodded: "But this roast pig's eye has just been roasted, and it is very hot inside, so you need to wait for a while before eating." โ€

"Hmm." Lucy nodded, looking at the roasted pig's eye with anticipation, although there was no guarantee that Darren would be cured after eating the roasted pig's eye, but at least this was the first time that someone had given them a clear solution since they came to the City of Chaos.

Christopher took a sip of rum and looked at the roasted pig's eye with some expectation.

Everyone knows that he is the old bookkeeper of Albert Gold Shop, but few people know that he actually accounts for 10% of the shares of Gold Shop, and he has not been short of money for a long time, but there are some things that can not be measured by money.

For example, the fifteen-year-old master Sim brews rum, for example, a little gesture of effort to restore the sight of a blind child, such a joy is not comparable to the gold shop selling a million pieces of jewelry a day.

About three minutes later, Christopher picked up a skewer of roast pork eyes, took one himself, and carefully tested it with his teeth and tongue to make sure that it was the temperature that his mouth could withstand before biting it open.

The warm eye pulp bursts in the mouth, and the beauty blooms with it, and the expectation and apprehension are liberated at this moment, which is a pleasant feeling.

Christopher swallowed the pig's eyes that were chewed in his mouth, looked at Lucy and smiled: "Come on, let your brother taste the game that can't be tasted anywhere else, but you must be careful when eating, bite your eyeballs and close your mouth at the same time, so as not to let the precious eyelash sputter out." โ€

"Hmm." Lucy picked up a skewer of roast pig's eyes and handed it to Darren, saying, "Darren, open your mouth, just like eating a sugar gourd in the morning, bite off the first roast pig's eye." โ€

"Hmm." Darren agreed, obediently opened his mouth, and waited for Lucy to feed the pig's eyes to his mouth, then closed his mouth and plucked the pig's eyes from the bamboo stick.

Roast pig's eyes in the mouth, what surprised Darren was not the slippery and sticky taste, but a bit like barbecue, the skin was slightly burnt, but when touched with teeth, it looked like a bulging fish bubble, which was very elastic.

"Yes, take him in your mouth and try to bite him gently with your teeth, remembering, don't push too hard, or you'll lose control of your mouth and keep all the slurry in your mouth." Christopher reminded.

Darren tried to bite the pig's eye with his teeth, but the skin of the pig's eye was tough and elastic, scurrying around like a naughty little guy in his mouth, he was a little afraid of the eyeball bursting in his mouth, but he was a little looking forward to what it would feel like after the explosion, and whether it would really make his eyes see things again.

In apprehension and anticipation, the mischievous pig's eyes were finally caught by the teeth and bitten open.

"Poofโ€”"

The sound of eyeballs popping sounded clearly in his head.

Let his soul tremble.

But before he could think about it, the slightly hot eyelashes were already splashing in his mouth, and if it weren't for Christopher's repeated reminders, he would definitely not have had time to close his mouth.

The slightly viscous broth grabbed all his attention, somewhat like bone broth, but countless times more viscous and delicious than the bone broth he had tasted, stimulating his taste buds and bringing an unparalleled pleasurable experience, and he felt like his mind was empty.

The apprehension and anticipation have been perfectly reflected at this moment!

The eyelash was swallowed, and he began to try to chew on the leftovers, but in the tough skin of the eyeballs, there was something as crisp as brittle bones, and the burnt skin became more and more fragrant the more he chewed, which was equally pleasant.

Moreover, to Darren's surprise, the slightest refreshing coolness converged on his eyes, and the eyes shrouded in darkness actually had a hint of a precursor to breaking the barrier.

"Sister Anna, do you think that little brother's eyes will get better?" Amy sat behind the counter with the ugly duckling in her arms and looked in Darren's direction.

"I think so, Uncle McGonagall is amazing." Anna nodded firmly.

"Haha, that's what I thought too."