"Wait, what did you just say?" McGonagall was stunned and hesitated.

"Congratulations to the host, the triple question has triggered a new mission! Ask the host to capture a wild flamingo within twenty-four hours! Note that it's a personal captive, not a purchase! Reward for mission success: A kitchen knife in Phnom Penh! Unlock the ingredients and utensils needed for the braised chicken. Mission Failure Penalty: -0.5 Physical Fitness Points. The system repeated.

"It's not this one, it's the last one." McGonagall shook her head.

"Not really." The system repeated.

"No, okay, it looks like I had a good dream last night, so let's do business today." McGonagall smiled and gently closed the refrigerator door, turned to pick up a cup, poured a glass of water and took a sip to suppress the shock.

"! This system he meows early in the morning convulsions, originally happy, suddenly such an exciting task thrown over, not thinking about his feelings at all! McGonagall thought to herself, she didn't expect this system to be so shameless.

No wonder I felt that the words of the system seemed a little weird when I was in the proving ground yesterday, it turned out to be different from usual, after the mission was successful yesterday, the system did not give him the right to use the kitchenware and the purchase of ingredients needed to unlock the yellow stewed chicken, but deliberately dug a pit and left it for him to step on today.

The flamingo is a first-class magical beast, and it lives in the wild, not to mention whether McGonagall can beat a combat chicken now, the task time completed in these twenty-four hours is also a big hole, could it be that he just closed the door and ran to kill the chicken so casually today?

No, it's to catch flamingos!

Anyway, he could already feel the raging anger of the diners, and wondered if some radicals couldn't help but throw bricks at his glass. Although there is no shortage of guests in the restaurant now, as a good boss based on Chen Xin, I still can't get over this hurdle in my heart.

"The mission has been released, the twenty-four-hour countdown begins, please complete the task as soon as possible!" The system's solemn voice sounded, and finally silently followed: "Also, please don't insult my IQ." ”

"System, what books have you been reading lately?" McGonagall asked suddenly.

"The self-cultivation of actors." The system answers seriously.

"You dramatist!" McGonagall said angrily, looking at the twenty-four-hour countdown that had begun to beat in her head, and suddenly became a little anxious.

He wasn't very worried that he wouldn't be able to beat the flamingo, anyway, now that his body has returned to normal, with a weapon in hand, it shouldn't be a problem to fight a flamingo.

The pigeon guest is nothing for a day, and the conscience is such a thing, and if you get used to it, it won't hurt.

But yesterday I promised Amy that I would make him a delicious meal with a lot of meat for breakfast this morning, but now it is completely fried, and it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice!

Thinking of Amy's resentful eyes for a while, McGonagall couldn't help but pace in the restaurant, and suddenly stood still: "System, do you sell yellow braised chicken rice?" ”

"This system does not have any food production lines and cannot provide any finished food." The system replied earnestly.

"That'...... Why don't you go to Earth and order me some takeout? Don't worry, I won't give you less than the errand fee. McGonagall didn't want to give up yet.

"You can't afford to pay for an errand fee for a space-time teleportation." The system said calmly.

"How much?" McGonagall didn't give up.

"Fifty thousand gold coins." System reply.

"Then let's talk about buying kitchen knives and kitchen utensils, let's say, how much does it cost?" McGonagall rolled her eyes, 50,000 gold coins, and now she can't get it out of killing him.

"This ...... You can't afford it either. "The system has begun to mean that the villain is getting the will.

"Count you ruthless." McGla opened a chair and sat down, lost in thought.

The countdown in his mind is still beating, listening to the tone of the system, krypton gold is not unable to solve the problem, the problem is that he has no money.

It's really a sad story......

In order to prove that selling vegetables is not easy to mess with, the system has already tried to resist?

It seems that this flamingo must be caught, and this guest must also be a pigeon, but Amy's side he didn't want to be perfunctory, thought about it for a while, and suddenly asked: "System, I can buy those ingredients in the refrigerator casually, right?" ”

"This system does not recommend that the host independently study the recipes, you are still in the rookie stage, and the dishes you make independently are not worthy of the grade of the restaurant at all, which may reduce the style of the restaurant, cause disgust among the guests, and ......" The system objected.

"As long as I can be worthy of my fatherly love for Amy." McGonagall put down her glass of water and got up and walked towards the kitchen, saying as she tied her apron.

"A braised prawn in oil, a scrambled egg with green pepper, but unfortunately I don't know how to make braised pork, but a plate of braised pork should be good." McGonagall whispered to herself and headed for the kitchen.

The "......" system still wants to speak.

"System, no matter how nonsense I am, I won't upgrade LV2 in my life." McGonagall said calmly as she processed the marinated pork belly.

The system fell silent.

The pork belly was not cut much, because it only needed the amount of food for two people in the morning, and McGonagall deliberately cut a little more lean meat to avoid being too fat and tired to eat.

Throw the rest in the fridge and let the system take care of it, so that you can continue to use it tomorrow morning.

"It smells so good! Father, what are you cooking? Amy didn't know when she came downstairs with the ugly duckling, she changed into a little mage robe, her silver hair was scattered, and she raised a dull hair, and she looked at McGonagall who was stir-frying the pan with surprise and curiosity.

"You just sit and wait a while." McGonagall looked back at Amy and smiled.

"Okay." Amy nodded, happily sat back in her seat, and looked in the direction of the kitchen expectantly.

The prawns that have turned red in the pot exude an attractive fragrance, and the cooking method McGonagall is roughly similar to the yellow stewed chicken, but the sugar is less, no side dishes are added, only simple spices such as ginger, garlic, and chili peppers are added, and the soy sauce is poured into the pot and the lid is simmered for a while.

After washing the pot, McGonagall made another scrambled egg with green peppers, and the golden eggs and green peppers looked very appetizing.

The braised pork was ready, cut into long strips, and served with a small plate of spicy and sour sauce, and McGonagall walked out of the kitchen with three dishes and two bowls of white rice.

"Wow, Father, what are these dishes? Did you come up with it last night? Amy asked with a look of surprise as she looked at the dishes in McGonagall's tray.