There was a sudden silence in the dining room, and everyone's eyes gradually lit up as they looked at McGonagall with a serious face.

"Chef" is the most central and important existence in the restaurant.

However, most restaurant owners like to be called bosses rather than chefs, and some have even forgotten their identity as chefs and chase more respect and enjoyment from others.

But McGonagall, who makes such delicious and magical food and runs such a stylish and prosperous restaurant, humbly claims to be just a chef in the face of praise and praise from her peers.

This humble attitude made the visiting group a little embarrassed, and also made the guests cast approving glances.

"Probably only people who remember who they are and know what they should do can make such refreshing food." Miles looked at McGonagall approvingly, and at the same time said in his heart that he was terrible.

Andrew and the others nodded at McGonagall with thoughtful expressions on their faces, and walked towards the outside of the restaurant.

"I just changed Xingye's lines, how do I feel that I have inexplicably received a lot of worship values and inspired others?" McGonagall raised her eyebrows, feeling the encouraging and appreciative glances, smiling, and walking towards the kitchen without squinting, feeling a little refreshed.

The people in the visiting group did not ask about the recipes, nor did they ask about the cooking methods, or even some spices that they did not taste what they were, and the professionalism of this first wave of visiting groups was still good.

But if it's all chefs, after eating two dishes, people who are good at thinking should have something to gain, and maybe they can get some inspiration in the way they cook.

Of course, what they can learn, that's not something McGonagall needs to worry about, after all, he's not a dream mentor, it's his job to cook well for the guests of the restaurant, brush the pot and order it, and continue to fry rice.

"With Boss Mai's attitude, I'm looking forward to the tofu brain at night."

"Me too, but seriously, do you plan to eat salty or sweet tofu brains at night?"

At the table next to the door, Andreas and Mosiugi spoke softly.

"Needless to say, of course it's sweet!" Andreas took it for granted, paused, and then asked, "What about you?" ”

"Salty." Mo Xiuji said with a somewhat complicated expression, and both of them fell into silence all of a sudden.

"It's okay, brother, we can't fight over this, you eat your salty at night, I eat my sweet, and we will drink together when we go back." Andreas's expression was also slightly embarrassed, after all, Crassus and Julian had just fought over whether to eat salty or sweet tofu brains in the morning, which kicked off the battle between sweet and salty, and maybe what would happen after the tofu brains officially started selling tonight.

However, the two of them are small, and the difference in taste is completely acceptable, so they will not turn their faces for the salty and sweet taste of a small bowl of tofu brain.

……

On the Aden Square, Crassus walked slowly in the direction of the exit with a one-man tall mage staff, and Blandley, who had settled out of the restaurant behind him, walked a few steps briskly to follow, his expression was a little nervous and restrained, and he said with a little respect three steps away: "Lord Crassus." ”

"Huh?" Crassus stopped, turned to look at the half-gray hair of Brandley with some confusion, his eyes swept over the gray-white sword and shield insignia on his chest, nodded and said, "It turned out to be the little guy of the Gray Temple, what did you stop me for?" ”

Brandley was stunned for a moment, he was also in his seventies, and usually when young people in the Gray Temple talked to him, they would say that they were old, and suddenly he was called a little guy, and he didn't react a little.

But when I think about it, Crassus is more than one hundred and twenty years old, and when he was still playing with mud, there were legends of the battle between ice and fire on the continent, and when he was young, he listened to their legends and learned magic.

Even his master was a fanatical chaser of Crassus when he was young, but unfortunately his talent for melee magic was too poor, and after being beaten by a down-and-out knight when he was young, he turned to long-range magic, but that melee heart was never extinguished, and it had some effect on Brandley.

Of course, Blandley still learned long-range magic, and melee magic was only good at a few magicians in the mage tower in Luodu, and Crassus, the master of the collection, had never accepted apprentices at all.

In other words, the daughter of the owner of Maimie's restaurant is the only lucky one to be favored by Crassus in more than a hundred years, which is enough to shake the wizarding world.

After all, Crassus's physical condition has not been very good over the years, and many magicians are worried that after Crassus's melee magic is developed to its peak, it will fall like a meteor and cannot be inherited.

Moreover, Julian, the Lord of Flames, actually accepted apprentices at the same time, and he also accepted the same apprentice - a half-elf girl, and when the news spread, the entire continent was estimated to be shaken.

Those geniuses who worship under the command of the famous teacher are estimated to be nervous, the battle between ice and fire lasted for nearly a hundred years, and in the end, they did not distinguish between the superior and the inferior, but they accepted a half-elf apprentice together, and no one knew what kind of little demon king they would teach.

The extreme of ice and fire magic, melee combat and long-range attack coexist, and after a decade or two, there is probably no place in this Nolan continent where she can't go.

The thought was just a flash, Blandley had already come back to his senses, Crassus's face had no expression, but he felt a powerful aura, and his expression became more and more respectful to look at Crassus and said: "Hello Lord Crassus, I am Blandley of the Gray Temple, I take the liberty to stop you, on behalf of the Gray Temple, I would like to welcome you to the city of chaos, not fulfilling the friendship of the landlord, it is our negligence, I hope you will not blame." ”

"It's okay, I didn't greet the Grey Temple when I came to the City of Chaos, and I had a fight with the old man Julian over there in the morning, which made you embarrassed, right?" Crassus looked at Brandley and his eyes froze slightly, "And, little one, you've been here in the morning, haven't you?" Did you go back and report back to me and get in touch with me later? ”

Brandley's heart was slightly shocked, he didn't expect Crassus to notice him in the morning, in front of Amy and in front of others, Crassus was like two people, the aura of the God of Flames was really a little bluffing, and he quickly shook his head and said: "The battle of ice and fire between Lord Crassus and Lord Julian is a major event in the wizard world, as long as it does not destroy Aden Square and hurt people, the Gray Temple and the City of Chaos will only be honored by this." It's my duty to come over next morning, and now it's time to officially welcome you to the City of Chaos on behalf of the Grey Temple, and if you need anything, you can tell me that from now on, I'll be your messenger in the City of Chaos. ”