"Young master, you shouldn't go back this time." At the back door of the elven embassy, Ingway looked at the beautiful girl on horseback and said with a worried expression.

"Isn't Young Master Bloor still in the embassy?" Blouel looked at Ingway with a smile, and said a little relaxed: "I just go back, I don't necessarily do anything, maybe I won't be able to touch them, you don't need to worry." ”

"Young Master, if your identity is revealed, not only will those villains not be able to spare you, but there are also many people in the elf clan who will want your life, which is also extremely unfavorable to our Babilee family." Ingwe's face was still full of sorrow.

"Don't worry, even if I die, I won't affect the family, let's go." Bloor raised his hand and grabbed the horse's belly, and the horse had already rushed out.

"Ugh."

Ingwe stood in the doorway for a long time and sighed softly.

"If I were three hundred years younger, maybe I would accompany the third young master today......

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Compliments on making delicious food are commonplace for McGonagall, but few people can appreciate and praise him for his cooking style.

Therefore, Anna Lori looked at him with a look of adoration on the side, and her eyes and words did not hide her admiration for him, which made him feel fluttering, and even the kitchen knife in his hand was unconsciously lighter.

The kitchen knife was retracted, and a large round potato would have turned into a pile of rice grains, each of which was very even.

"During this time, Anna practiced how to cut a potato into potato cubes, and when she was able to make each potato the same size, the first stage of knife work was almost the same." McGonagall said as she looked at Amy, who looked adoring.

"Well, okay." Anna nodded obediently, took out a slightly smaller Chinese kitchen knife from the box, pressed the round potatoes with her small hands, and then carefully approached the knife.

"Oh!"

Anna was stunned for a moment, quickly got off the stool, picked up the potato on tiptoe, pressed it on the cutting board, and continued to try to slice it.

McGonagall stood aside and watched for a moment, not mentioning anything or teaching it, and it would be better for a pure novice child to give her some time to explore on her own, so as not to make the process too boring.

And the little guy's strength and hands-on ability are a little beyond his expectations, ordinary human children are very laborious to hold a knife when they are four or five years old, but Anna holds the knife quite easily, and the action of chopping vegetables is also the same, but she is still groping for the right way.

"The experience of long-term travel, as well as the physical bonus of the elves, at this level, it should be no problem to learn some simple dishes." McGonagall nodded with satisfaction, retracted her gaze, and began to prepare the ingredients needed for the evening business.

For more than two hours, McGonagall was preparing the ingredients on the side, and Anna was standing on the stool and cutting the potatoes, and a large plate on the side had piled up a mountain of potato grains, the size was uneven, but from the bottom to the top, you could see that the potato grains were slowly becoming even, although there were still some differences in shape, but the progress was quite obvious.

"Anna is so good, she's been cutting for an afternoon, and she still insists on continuing to cut." Yabei Mia stood at the door of the kitchen and said with some admiration.

"yes, if it were me, I guess a potato would be over before it was cut." Barbara also nodded, this little guy's small body seemed to contain a huge amount of energy.

Sally had a relieved smile on her face, the boss was a kind person, if Anna could always learn to cook with him, she would definitely become an excellent chef in the future, and living in the city of chaos, after having a recognized identity, there was no need to worry about being arrested.

McGonagall glanced at the pile of potato grains and nodded slightly, ashamed to say that Anna's current level has far exceeded the level of cutting vegetables in his previous life, and the so-called talent is probably like this.

"Father, I'm back!"

The knock on the door and Amy's voice sounded from outside, and the ugly duckling who was sleeping on the counter suddenly opened his eyes, slipped down the foot of the counter, and ran in the direction of the door, Yabei Mia opened the door, and Amy jumped in the door, just kicking the ugly duckling who rushed up excitedly.

"Meow~"

The ugly duckling rolled backwards twice, sat on the ground, and looked at Amy with his head tilted back.

"Be careful next time, ugly duckling." Amy warned the ugly ducklings, greeted them with Anomia, and continued to bounce towards the kitchen.

"Huh? Miss Anna? How did you end up here? ”

Amy walked to the door and looked at Anna with a look of surprise, her eyes falling on her little apron and the kitchen knife in her hand, and her expression was even more surprised.

"This ...... Millet, Anna she is ......" McGonagall looked at Amy, thinking about how to explain it, he was a little worried that Amy would have some bad emotions because he taught Anna to cook, after all, for her, his affection was the only one.

"Oh! I know, Miss Anna must have come to learn how to cook from her father! Isn't it? Before McGonagall could finish speaking, Amy's eyes lit up and she asked happily.

"Mm-hmm, Amy, I'm going to learn how to cook from Uncle McGonagall from today onwards, and I'll make you something to eat when I do." Anna turned to look at Amy, nodded with a serious face.

"Yes, yes! In this way, not only my father can make me good food, but Miss Anna can also make me good food, so I am so happy! Amy nodded happily and jumped into the kitchen, looking curiously at the potato kernels and various small knives in front of Anna.

McGonagall raised an eyebrow, it seemed that he was thinking too much, the friendship between the two little ones had grown by leaps and bounds during this time, and he didn't care about this problem at all.

"Amy, would you like to learn how to cook with me? It's fun to cook. Anna asked, looking at Amy, who was full of curiosity.

McGonagall also looked at Amy when she heard this, of course he also thought about such a thing as a woman inheriting her father's business, but all along, Amy's interest in eating is obviously higher than that of cooking, so he didn't mention it much, and it was best to let children do what they liked.

"I think that you and your father both cook, and if I do it too, then no one will be responsible for eating, and it is not right to waste it like this, so I decided that I should not learn to cook, and I will be responsible for eating." Amy shook her head firmly.

"That doesn't seem wrong." Anna thought for a moment and nodded.