McGonagall bought a one-meter-five children's bed from the system and spread it in the reserved room next door, which was already a big bed for the two little ones and the little fat cat all the time.

The purple and blue decoration style is compatible with Amy and Anna's preferences, and in the hands of the design genius of the system, it presents a very beautiful fairy tale style.

When the children grew up, they still had to sleep in a separate room, and now that Anna was with her, McGonagall was not worried.

Adults still have to have adult nightlife, and even if they don't have it now, McGonagall will have to think about bringing Irina back in the future......

When the excitement of the two little ones jumping around in bed had passed, McGonagall and the others told a little story, and the two little ones soon fell asleep.

McGonagall kissed Amy's forehead, scratched Anna's nose, turned off the bedside lamp and quietly went out the door, then went upstairs to practice her sword.

After breaking through the eighth level, he has not yet made a move, but his swordsmanship has become more and more proficient under the continuous practice every day, and he is basically able to display his strongest strength in this realm.

Alex, who was at the peak of the eighth level back then, was already able to kill the invading ninth-level orc commander at the border, and now he is also confident that he can do this.

An hour later, McGonagall, drenched in sweat, went downstairs to take a shower, hot water on him, and he looked at himself in the mirror.

When he first came to this world, there was hardly a piece of excess flesh on his body, like a skeleton that would fall apart at any time.

But now, his figure has become well-proportioned and toned, with slightly bulging pectoral muscles and six-pack abs that are still well-defined when relaxed.

What's even more excessive is that the skin, delicate and white, completely no longer has the original appearance of yellow muscles.

"It seems that I still have to bask in the sun more, otherwise there are few girls whose skin can compare to mine, covering up my masculinity." McGonagall sighed, it wasn't that he intended to maintain it, every time she regained her strength, she was struck by the Heavenly Tribulation, as if she had done a full detoxification, and all the impurities in her body were cleaned up.

In the future, if anyone asks him how to maintain it, he will definitely suggest that she find a thunderbolt.

After taking a shower, McGonagall casually draped in a bathrobe and went back to her room.

The cot in the room has been recycled by the system, because the recycling price is too low, so McGonagall chose to keep it temporarily, maybe she will have a second child or something in the future, and she can still use it.

In the large empty bedroom, McGonagall was now the only one left, and seeing that there was an extra bedside table in the empty space next to the bed at the night party, McGonagall was still a little unaccustomed to it.

Lifting the quilt, McGonagall clicked on the glittering hot pot recipe in her mind.

Thinking that the foodies of this world will also be dominated by hot pot, McGonagall can't help but smile at the corner of her mouth.

A huge amount of information quickly poured into McGonagall's mind, and after a short period of chaos, McGonagall began to digest the vast amount of content in earnest.

Hot pot, the ingredients are similar all over the country, and the unique pot bottom is the place that really separates the hot pot from the rivers and lakes.

When it comes to spicy hot pot, the first thing to bear the brunt of is Chongqing hot pot, a pot of hot and mellow soup, whether it is a hairy duck intestine or lotus root potato, it is wrapped in a layer of shiny red oil and various seasonings when it is scooped up.

McGonagall had been to that particular mountain town a few times, but that level of spiciness was a bit too heavy for him, and it would take a few months to eat it once, and he was more suitable for the milder spiciness.

As for the clear soup hot pot, it seems very simple, but if you want to make a name for yourself in the rivers and lakes of clear soup hot pot, you still need to inject full sincerity into that pot of clear soup to get rid of the bland soup flavor like white water, so that guests can still taste the delicious taste even if they don't need dipping sauce.

The recipe given by the system is very comprehensive, and the red soup has three levels: perverted spicy, spicy, and medium spicy, which is similar to spicy grilled fish, which can meet the different choices of guests.

The level of slightly spicy is not at all for red soup hot pot.

The clear soup pot can be ordered separately or paired with a mandarin duck hot pot.

Of course, for the people of Sichuan, the mandarin duck pot is already at the bottom of the chain of contempt.

In addition to the soup pot, the cooking list of common ingredients in hot pot is also included, such as how to soak hairy tripe and duck intestines, and the best time to eat fat beef after it is put into the pot, which has a very precise time.

None of this is what McGonagall needs to learn tonight, and one of the joys of eating hot pot is the process of putting down the ingredients and then scooping them up.

It's just that hot pot is a completely new thing for people in this world, and it is inevitable to make a hot pot eating guide for guests to use when the time comes.

McGonagall absorbed the two soup pot preparation methods for a while before she could comprehend them, exhaling lightly, and preparing to enter the Kitchen God Proving Ground.

At that moment, the bedroom door opened silently.

"Huh?" McGonagall opened her eyes and looked in the direction of the door, when a dark shadow flashed through the crack in the door, and the door closed silently.

"Camila." McGonagall had already sensed her breath, this guy was really not giving up, he had just signed a contract this morning, and he came again in the evening.

After thinking about it, McGonagall closed her eyes again.

With his current strength, he doesn't have to fear Camilla at all.

Since she is not convinced, let's just see what she wants to do today.

There was no one in the restaurant to take over Dunzi's job now, so McGonagall had to keep her.

"Hmph, I'm not going to make the same mistake this time." Camilla looked at the door with some pride, her reputation was ruined on that door last time, and she was broken on the spot without even entering the door, which was really a shame for her as a countess.

"Asleep?" Camila looked at the bed, her blue eyes glowing red in the darkness, and she could see everything in the room clearly.

McGonagall lay on the bed, breathing steadily, apparently asleep.

"Huh? Where did Amy and Anna's cot go? Camilla looked suspiciously at the cot where Amy and Anna had slept the last time they came.

"It's okay to sleep in a separate room, the next picture is indeed a little inappropriate for children, in order to make this bad guy completely surrender to my skirt, I have to give him a little color today." A smile appeared on Camila's face, and as soon as her hand was raised, three lingering stones flew out and landed in three different directions.

After arranging the Shadow Stone, Camilla took out the spirit rope and walked towards the bed......