"Huh? It's nothing, the system just went to apply a fertilizer, and by the way, sprinkled some non-toxic and pollution-free pesticides. ”

The system's voice rang in McGonagall's head.

McGonagall raised an eyebrow and said with some scrutiny, "Didn't you say your ingredients are all natural?" How is it fertilizer and pesticide? This makes me wonder if your ingredients really meet the supply standards and are worth the price. ”

"At the same time as fertilizing this system, I saved your wife by the way, even if you don't thank me, you still come to question the safety of my ingredients, it's unreasonable!" A line of small words smaller than an ant floated by, and the system said righteously: "Host, please don't question the professionalism of this system in farming, in this matter, no one is more professional than me, including Grandpa Yuan Longping!" ”

"Anyway...... Aren't you a gastronomic system? McGonagall said with a somewhat complicated expression.

"Ha ?!!"

"This system means that even if it's just a side hustle, this system can do the best! The most professional! Top Ingredients Supplier! I'm certainly a kitchen god system......"

"But let's grow vegetables......

"Okay, you can shut up, I'm not interested in farming." McGonagall directly interrupted the system, and instead asked, "System, do you have any way to let me level up quickly?" Like fighting monsters or something? ”

"This system is not interested in upgrading and fighting monsters." Some tsundere voices came from the system.

McGonagall: "......"

"How can I quickly upgrade the system by farming?" McGonagall's eyelids jumped, and she asked as she resisted the urge to complain.

"Farming is farming, and it has nothing to do with upgrading." The system replied flatly.

McGonagall: "MMP! ”

"Host, be mindful of your qualities." The system reminded.

"Get out!" McGonagall rolled her eyes, opened her eyes and ignored the dog system, looked at Amy, who had fallen asleep with the ugly duckling, kissed her demon gently, and then went out lightly, went to the balcony, took out the long sword and began to practice the sword.

The trip to Lodu and the Forest of the Wind made McGonagall more and more aware of the importance of strength, and in the face of absolute strength, even if he had a system, he could not do anything.

Although Ah Zi is very strong, in the face of a truly powerful tenth-level powerhouse, it is obviously unrealistic to rely on Ah Zi alone.

Whether it is the Mage Tower, or the guys in the elven clan who imprison Irina, it is obviously not an enemy that Ah Zi can deal with.

He must become stronger and regain Alex's peak strength so that he can survive the chaos that he may face next.

Of course, it is not enough for him to be strong alone, he needs some help.

There was a plan in his mind, but he wasn't sure if it would actually work.

The black heavy sword slashed out silently in the darkness, as agile as a serpent and as swift as lightning.

After negotiations between McGonagall and the system, the balcony was added with a silent and anti-peeping shield, although it cost McGonagall a lot of gold, but it was very important for McGonagall to have a safe arena now.

An hour later, a sweaty McGonagall stopped her movements, put away her sword, went downstairs to rinse briefly, and was ready to go to bed as soon as she lay down.

"Reminder! The food ranking activity will enter the door-to-door tasting session of the judges from tomorrow, please pay attention to the time of the host. ”

Just as McGonagall was about to fall asleep, the system's voice rang out.

McGonagall opened her eyes suddenly, frowned and said to herself: "It seems that the fish-flavored eggplant will be launched tomorrow, and the taste is still a little worse than what I ate that time, and I haven't asked anyone to try it yet, but it shouldn't be a big problem, right?" ”

……

The next day, McGonagall woke up early in the morning, made several servings of fish-flavored eggplant in the kitchen, and tasted them one by one before deciding on the final version.

Although the taste was more delicious than most of the fish-flavored eggplants he had eaten in his previous life, it was still a little worse than the fish-flavored eggplants in the fly restaurant in his memory.

There should be no problem with the recipe, and McGonagall can only think that the taste of the fish-flavored eggplant has been made more delicious by time and memory, and there is no way to improve it for the time being.

"Fish-flavored eggplant...... I hope you can shine in the other world, it's up to you whether I want to dance the Pure Land of Bliss in women's clothes. McGonagall emptied all the prepared fish-flavored eggplants into the trash bin and prepared to head out to the morning market to buy eggplants.

"Knock knock."

There was a knock at the door.

"Did Phyllis come so early?" McGonagall unbuttoned her apron and hung it aside, and walked towards the door with some surprise, he woke up an hour early today, it would be earlier than the time he had agreed for Phyllis, she shouldn't have come so early, right?

"Fei ......" McGonagall opened the door, her voice stopped abruptly, looking at the two people standing at the door of the restaurant holding small hands, to be precise, two elves, and asked with a slightly strange expression: "Bu...... Miss Shiryl, Anna, is it okay for you to come here so early? ”

It wasn't Phyllis, but Bloul, or Shiryl, who was holding Anna's little hand, because he was dressed in women's clothes and was now an amazing-looking women's clothing boss.

This is probably the most beautiful woman McGonagall has ever seen, without the slightest flaw from any angle, let alone any symbol of masculinity, no matter how you look at it, this is a very natural and beautiful woman, including the rather sizable breasts.

McGonagall wasn't sure what he was stuffing into it, but coconut shells and steamed buns shouldn't be as full and round as they were, but silicone seemed too advanced to it, and the silicone of this world wasn't invented because a women's clothing boss wanted to make himself a little more natural, right?

Of course, none of this matters, the important thing is that McGonagall wants to know what Bloul is doing with Anna this early morning? Could it be that because Sally is gone, he's going to be gone too?

"Good morning, Uncle McGonagall." Anna looked at McGonagall and smiled and said hello.

Bloor looked at McGonagall and said reluctantly, "I'm here to take over her, she should have told you in advance." ”

The voice is a beautiful female voice, soft but not charming, which is very in line with his current temperament.

"Huh?" McGonagall was stunned for a moment, feeling as if she had misheard something, and hesitated to ask, "Who did you say you were here to take over?" ”

"Is there a second person who needs to take over?" Bloor asked, looking at McGonagall.

McGonagall's eyes widened suddenly, and she looked at Bloor with a strange expression and said, "It can't be Aisha who asked you to come, right?" Let you take over her job?! ”

"Being a waitress is not something this girl wants to do, but she will do great things, please do my things for him, otherwise my conscience will not be able to pass." Bloor nodded, sighed, and said with a sad face: "With the beauty of this girl, it is the most beautiful scenery wherever she stands, and it is a waste of my beauty and youth to be reduced to the level of being a waiter." ”

McGonagall: "......"

Anna: "......"

McGonagall resisted the urge to complain and looked at Shiryl again, but she didn't expect Sally to find a successor for herself before leaving, and she was really a good girl who liked to think about others.

In terms of appearance, aside from the matter of women's clothing bosses, Shiryl does belong to that kind of amazing beauty, and it is perfect to be a waiter.

However, it is not enough to have good looks, with the current intensity of work in the restaurant, there is no ability to match it, it is just a vase in the restaurant, which is not what McGonagall needs.

"Mr. McGonagall, I know I'm beautiful, but I really have no interest in men." Bloor looked at McGonagall and said calmly.

"I'm not interested in women's clothing bigwigs either." McGonagall complained silently in her heart, and also found that her eyes were indeed a little out of shape when she was thinking, so she took her eyes off the fake chest, looked at Bloor and smiled: "I am very grateful that Miss Shirley was entrusted by Aisha to come to the restaurant, but if I want to join McMie's Restaurant, I still need to test you a little to make sure that you are indeed capable of this job." ”

"Huh? With my beauty, do I still need to be tested? That's a bit unreasonable. Bloor looked at McGonagall with some surprise.

"Although beauty can be eaten as a meal, for the current Maimi restaurant, there is still a need for a competent waiter." McGonagall smiled and said that this guy's narcissism was really ...... It's speechless!

"What I hate the most is that people say that I only have beauty, and whatever you need to test, just go to graduate school." Bloor looked at McGonagall with a bit of fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Please come in." McGonagall pushed the door aside and let Bloor and Anna in.

Closing the door, McGonagall went into the kitchen and took out a few dishes of different shapes, placed them on the table at random, and then directly poured a spoonful of oil on the dishes and the table, looked at Bloor who was standing aside and said, "Please Miss Shirrill clean up these dishes in the shortest possible time, and clean the table at the same time." ”

"As much as I hate getting oil on my delicate hands, it would be too easy for me if it was all that." Bloor looked at the endgame on the table, said with a relaxed face, took two steps forward, and with a slight wave of his hand, the messy dishes on the table were all stacked together and landed on the tray on the side according to small to large, a blue-green light swept on the table, all the oil stains melted in an instant as if they had met a nemesis, and a water wave flowed on the table, and the table top full of oil stains suddenly took on a new look.

"Is this a botanical cleaner?" McGonagall's fingers slid lightly across the tabletop, not feeling the slightest oil, and there was a faint scent of plants in the air, and she was very satisfied with the cleanliness level.

"On top of that, I'll need to put your arithmetic skills to the test." McGonagall looked at Bloor and said: "The price of a meat bun is 300 copper coins, the price of a bowl of tofu brain is 200 copper coins, and the price of a bowl of yellow braised chicken rice is 800 copper coins, Xiao Ming ate two bowls of yellow braised chicken rice and three meat buns, and then ate a bowl of tofu brain, and finally packed and took away a yellow braised chicken rice and a meat bun, may I ask, how many gold coins should Xiao Ming pay?" ”

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