"Is that so?" McGonagall looked at Rena with some surprise, and looked at the girl who had tried to keep the tears in her eyes and showed a strong appearance, and suddenly felt a little guilty.

What made his soul tremble even more was the phrase 'stay in awe of food'.

Perhaps it was because after he was born, Yuan Lao gradually made everyone eat too much, and he never had to worry about the lack of food and money.

After coming to this world, the ingredients that can never be used up in the Chef God Proving Ground, and the ingredients that the refrigerator system can fill up at any time, make him have no special concept of the hard-won ingredients.

In his eyes, apart from the beef tenderloin that can be cut into steaks and the beef brain used to make beef skewers, what to do with the rest of the meat system is not in his mind.

After the pork bones used for the stew were taken away from the fifth-level golden shell boar, he never worried about whether the remaining pork was abandoned.

Yes, he treats ingredients as consumables to be splurged, and dumps some failed food into the kitchen waste bin without regret.

Although he gradually became enthusiastic and expectant about cooking, he still did not have enough reverence for food.

And in this world, how many people are still struggling to be fed on this line.

McGonagall thought of Jessica and the children, and Amy before he came into the world.

I remembered the sweet shortbread that Amy bought with a copper coin, a cake as hard as a stone, but she ate it very sweetly.

Those children understood the preciousness of food better than he did, and they had a reverence for food like Rena.

He has not experienced the lack of food, how can he refute the awe and cherishment of food by others, and use that ridiculous self-persistence? Or is it the so-called principle?

"I'm sorry, I think I was wrong." McGonagall looked at Rena apologetically.

"I ...... I didn't mean that, how could you be wrong, it's me who shouldn't have said these things......" Reina's expression was panicked, and she suddenly realized that what she had just said seemed to be a bit excessive, on the first day of work, she even openly refuted the boss like this, and it also caused the boss to apologize, she won't lose this job because of this incident, right?

"No, you're right, as a chef, you really should be in awe of your food." McGonagall shook her head, looked at Rena and smiled, "This pot of soup, if you don't mind, take it back and share it with your mother, the soup that my daughter cooked herself on the first day of work, I think my aunt should like it." ”

"Really?" Rena looked at McGonagall, there was not the slightest impurity in her clear eyes, and her warm smile was so reassuring.

"Of course." McGonagall walked over, took the pot of soup from Rena's hand and put it back on the stove, turned on the fire and continued to simmer, then looked at her and said, "But the connection still has to continue, we have to ask you for the hot pot soup we ate ourselves tonight." ”

"Boss......" Rena's tears rolled in her eyes finally unstoppable, she quickly wiped a handful of tears from her sideways, then immediately turned to look at McGonagall, nodded seriously, walked back to the cutting table, picked up the boning knife, and carefully handled the minced meat attached to the bones.

"It's good to be economical." McGonagall looked at Rena's meticulous and serious appearance, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, the feeling of breaking his principles did not make him feel unacceptable, but he had some different ideas, and his perspective and thinking about the world were still a little narrow.

Watching Rena froth the tumbling soup and then close the lid and turn to low heat, McGonagall nodded in satisfaction, "This treatment has improved a lot, but there are some techniques you can try to use when dealing with minced meat on the bones......"

In the course of an afternoon, Rena had successfully mastered how to make a pot of soup that met the requirements of a hot pot.

This also made McGonagall, who was tortured in the Kitchen God Proving Ground, envious, talent is such a thing, it is really ...... Fucking!

"The business hours in the evening start at five o'clock, and you can go home and eat with your aunt for dinner, and you can take this dish back and eat it in hot pot tonight." McGonagall handed Rena a lunch box along with the packed pot of soup.

"I just need soup, I can't ask for these dishes." Rena hurriedly waved her hand and only took the pot of soup.

"We're going to eat hot pot tonight, so we won't prepare your portion." McGonagall smiled and pointed to the red bottom of the pot that was boiling in the pot.

"Thank you, boss." Rena bowed deeply to McGonagall and said gratefully.

"Go ahead, I'll be back at the restaurant later." McGonagall said with a smile.

"Hmm." Rena took the lunch box, said goodbye to everyone, and walked briskly towards the door of the restaurant, she couldn't wait to let her mother taste the soup and hot pot she had made with her own hands.

Last night, she also said that she would have the opportunity to cook a hot pot for her mother in the future, but she didn't expect this day to come so quickly.

"Looks like you like her a lot." Irina, who had been out at noon, looked at McGonagall and said with a smile.

"An excellent apprentice, this is called cherishing talents." McGonagall said calmly, he had confirmed that it would not be long before Rena would be able to take over the hot pot section from him, and such a genius was exactly what he had been looking for.

"I'm going on a trip to the Endless Sea." Irina walked into the kitchen and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Huh?" McGonagall looked at Irina in surprise.

"I'm going to kill a demon, aren't there still a few guys who didn't die from that incident three years ago." Irina said calmly.

"When are you going?"

"Once the Night Elves are arranged, let's go."

McGonagall looked at Irina, he knew that the decision she made would not be easily changed, and, if his strength allowed, he also wanted to kill the scum who were still alive in the first place.

"Dididi!"

"Alert!"

"There was a serious leakage accident in the seawater lobster breeding base, 300,000 lobsters escaped from the base, and the net of the breeding base was corrosively damaged and could not be repaired by itself, and the number of lobsters fleeing continued to increase! Given that there are no natural predators around, it is highly likely to cause serious damage to the local ecosystem! ”

"Urgent mission issued: please go to the lobster breeding base in the endless sea as soon as possible, remove the source of corrosion, repair the barrage of the breeding base, and capture the lobsters that escape from the breeding base!

Reward for mission success: Earn the title of Lobster Hunter and get 0.5 Fitness Points! Mission Failure: Physical Fitness Points Return to 0! ”

At this moment, McGonagall's head suddenly sounded with some eagerness from the system.

"Huh?" McGonagall was slightly stunned, this task was too strange for him, right?

"System, you asked me to catch more than 300,000 lobsters? You're afraid it's a brain watt, right? Why don't you go to heaven! McGonagall couldn't help but complain.