"If you want to see it, of course you can." McGonagall nodded, Phyllis was a little amazed by her talent, this was the first person he had seen who was not inferior to him in knife work, and his talent was far superior to his.

He was able to practice such a knife skill, relying on the super experience given by the system, and practicing wholeheartedly in the kitchen god trial ground for dozens of days.

And Phyllis has neither, and the strength of the talent can be seen.

Of course, what intrigued McGonagall even more was Phyllis's talent for cooking, although she herself said that her cooking skills were among the top five among the elves.

But do elves cook?

Fruit salad? Fruit platter? Fruit...... Anyway, McGonagall was skeptical about it.

Now that the restaurant has more and more customers, and the next step is to expand the size of the restaurant, McGonagall's output is limited after all, and if someone can help share some of the pressure, even if it is just to handle the ingredients, the efficiency must be much higher.

Little Anna has a good talent and a promising future, but after all, she is a five or six-year-old child, and McGonagall can't let her help him in the back kitchen of the restaurant.

There was a trip in the morning, and time was limited, so McGonagall didn't pay much attention to Phyllis, tied an apron around her waist, took all the ingredients out of the refrigerator, and began to prepare for the noon business.

Phyllis stood in the doorway and watched, the strangely shaped kitchen knife rose and fell in McGonagall's hand, it looked so harmonious, making rhythmic sounds on the cutting board, and the ingredients became regular shapes under the knife, even if it was a piece of meat cut in half, it was not bad at all, it was an amazing knife work.

"It's amazing, I didn't rely on half a point of magic, although the speed is a little slower than mine, but the ingredients cut out are extraordinarily even, and each piece seems to have been measured with a ruler, which is incredible." Phyllis's mouth gradually opened wide, and she was very confident in her years of hard cooking, and she couldn't hide her amazement when she saw McGonagall's knife work.

Time flew by, but Phyllis was fascinated by the kitchen door, not only because of McGonagall's knife skills, but also because of his whimsical ideas for cutting vegetables, many of which were cut in a completely different way from ordinary people, like beans that were cut the size of rice grains, and she couldn't help but wonder what they were used for.

McGonagall put the last of the chopped potatoes on the side of the plate, put down the kitchen knife in her hand, and then turned her wrist a little sore, even though she did it every day, she still felt that it was not an easy job.

"Father, I'm back!"

At this moment, Amy's soft voice came from outside the door, and there were two knocks that were not light or heavy.

"Here we are." McGonagall smiled, wiped her hands, and walked briskly towards the door.

The ugly duckling, who had been sleeping on the counter all morning, opened his eyes all at once, grabbed the corner of the counter and slowly slid to the ground, and then wagged his tail and ran after McGonagall towards the door.

"Is it his daughter? Half-elf girl! Phyllis's eyes also looked at the door all of a sudden, her expression became a little nervous, she had never gotten along with a child, but now she had to get used to it and become good at it, so that she could stand in front of Alex with confidence and ask to take care of the little master again.

Listening to Chris, the boss's daughter is also three or four years old, about the same size as the little master, if you can take care of the boss's woman, then there will definitely be no problem in taking care of the little master.

Phyllis managed to squeeze out a smile on her nervous face, making herself look as amiable as possible.

As soon as the door opened, a little one jumped in, and it was a little girl in a small purple dress, carved in pink, with almost transparent small pointed ears, blue eyes like a blue sea, silver hair tied into two small pigtails, and a bright smile on her face, and threw herself into McGonagall's arms.

"Blue-eyed, silver-haired, and her eyes look like princesses, and even the smiling look in the corners of her eyes looks so similar...... This...... How is this possible. Phyllis's eyes widened at once, and she looked at Amy, who was being picked up by McGonagall, in disbelief.

"Huh?" Amy also saw Phyllis standing at the door of the kitchen, and her face showed a little curiosity, "Father, who is this young lady?" ”

"This is Sister Phyllis, and she will also be a member of the restaurant from today." McGonagall explained with a smile.

"Hello Sister Phyllis, I'm Amy." Amy said with a big smile at Phyllis.

"You...... Hello Amy. Phyllis felt her throat suddenly feel a little dry, and although she had told herself countless times that this could never be the little master, she still couldn't restrain herself from comparing her to the princess when she looked at Amy's eyebrows.

If there is anyone in this world who knows Irina best, it is not Alex, it must be her, she knows everything about Irina, and she once made up the appearance of the little master in her mind, and the glance she just saw Amy almost completely corresponded to the appearance in her heart.

It's just that...... Alex could never be the owner of this restaurant, and McGonagall's knife skills had just proven his abilities, which would never have been possible without a long practice.

And Her Royal Highness the princess once told her that Alex didn't know how to cook at all, so she had to cook when she was outside, and Alex ate very deliciously.

Her Royal Highness's Culinary ...... Phyllis could probably imagine Alex's cooking.

"Sister Phyllis is so beautiful." Amy's gaze moved downward, then she shook her head and said, "But the breasts are really small, almost the same as Amy's." ”

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Phyllis, who was still a little confused, felt that her heart was suddenly stabbed, but it was suddenly transparent, looking at Amy's eyes with a bit of resentment and helplessness, she suddenly remembered how similar her speaking style was to Her Royal Highness the Princess, just looking at her cute appearance, but she couldn't get angry.

"It's okay." Amy looked at Phyllis and said with relief: "Although Sister Phyllis may not grow anymore, Sister Mia said that when Amy grows up, she will grow." ”

"......" Phyllis felt a mouthful of blood in her throat, almost suffocating.

Although Princess Irina has been devastated in every way, in the face of this seemingly harmless little cutie's crit, I still feel pierced.

"It's okay, Sister Barbara said, women have to live for themselves, and they don't have to care about other people's eyes." Amy then relieved, suddenly thinking of something, and lowered her voice a little, "However, hers is also very small." ”

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