At the end of the noon business, McGonagall glanced at the entrance of the food conference from a distance and saw the long queue at the entrance of the small seafood shop, and was immediately relieved.

Open this morning and noon, there are still many customers who ask about the fried octopus whiskers.

McGonagall made it clear to them that it was a limited edition of the food conference, and that they could learn how to do it at home by themselves, or wait for next year's food conference, which might be there.

Very chicken thief, but effective means of transformation.

Moreover, the octopus whisker series, except for the octopus balls, the other three dishes are very simple and fast, judging from the growing number of believers, it should not be long before it becomes a home-cooked dish on the table of ordinary people in the chaotic city.

Spend dozens of copper coins to buy ingredients at home, and you can eat the delicious food that can only be tasted by hundreds of copper coins in the restaurant, and the taste will not be too different, it is simply bloody!

Of course, you may make money in blood, and McGonagall will never lose money selling octopus whiskers.

When McGonagall returns to the restaurant, she is dragged away by an excited Hannah.

"I refuse to ......" Before McGonagall could clearly call out her position, Hannah had already pulled out a thick metal pipe, looked at McGonagall and said with some excitement: "Boss, we succeeded, high-quality closed pipes, which can withstand high-pressure steam, will definitely not explode now." ”

"Well, that's good." McGonagall took a closer look at the pipe, nodded, and then looked at the various parts placed on the ground, and said with a smile, "Almost done?" ”

"Well, it can be installed tomorrow, Boss Mobai found me a very good craftsman, and asked him to help me package it, so that there will be no problems." Hannah nodded happily, although there were two dark circles under her eyes and a few charcoal marks on her face, it did not affect her beautiful mood in the slightest.

"I'll go over tomorrow." McGonagall said that he was really a little worried about Hannah, and that the drawings were provided by him, as long as the craftsmanship and dimensions were correct, it should be fine, but to be on the safe side, he still went to see it himself.

"That's even better." Hannah smiled and bared two rows of neat teeth, excited at the thought of recreating her own brewery in the City of Chaos, and on a much larger, more advanced scale.

"Thank you for your hard work, Boss Mobai, Lulu." McGonagall greeted the two of them who were pounding in the forge hotly.

"Hehe, there is Yangzhou fried rice made by Boss Mai to eat, it's not hard." Mo Bai wiped a handful of sweat and said with a smile.

These days, they are in a hurry, and Hannah's white rice is packed and brought over, saving him the effort of queuing.

"When this work is done, let's get together and have a drink or two." McGonagall liked the honest man, and without bothering them too much with her work, she went back to the dining-room.

In the study, there is information about Lancaster obtained from the Grey Temple, who was once considered to be Alex's fierce rival, the chosen son of the Frost Dragons, and has many legendary stories on him.

So in the intelligence department of the Gray Temple, there is a lot of information about him.

The Old Dominator broke the seal, leaving no clues or traces behind.

And Lancaster became the only breakthrough in it.

It's just that he disappeared from everyone's sight three years ago, and he can only try to find some relevant information from these materials.

This look is more than an hour.

McGonagall didn't find any information about the Old Dominator, but she learned about Lancaster's life.

This is indeed a ruthless person, as an illegitimate child of the Golden Dragon Clan and the Frost Dragon Clan, a half-blood dragon who is considered to be low-level talented, but he has been reborn in desperate situations again and again, and slapped everyone in the face again and again, and finally his hands were stained with countless blood, and he stepped on the Frost Throne.

If he were the protagonist, he would be able to write a wonderful story of the hot-blooded dragon king.

Moreover, Lancaster lived in the City of Chaos for a period of time more than ten years ago, but there is no detailed record in the information, and he should have hidden his identity at the beginning.

This one is actually quite interesting, more than ten years ago, Lancaster was already the patriarch of the Frost Dragon, and he was the real power holder, not the puppet of the Council of Elders.

Can his identity, why hide his identity and come to the City of Chaos?

"Is it dead, or is it trapped somewhere? Or is it controlled? McGonagall put all the materials back in the box, her brow furrowed.

With Lancaster's character, there is basically no possibility that he is hiding somewhere.

"Unless...... He's in a similar situation to me? Also seriously injured? McGonagall suddenly thought of a possibility.

Along the way, Lancaster has made countless enemies, more than Alex, and even many people in the Frost Dragons are eager to kill him.

There are too many people in this world who want him to die, even if they are weak, they are not allowed.

His wife and children need his immortal will to protect them.

So even if he has been missing for three years, there is no news coming out, the Frost Throne is still empty, and no one dares to directly target Elizabeth.

"It's bald." McGonagall got up and scratched her head, still unable to find her thoughts.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host, the number of believers has exceeded 10,000! Successfully advanced to the realm of Grand Chef! ”

At that moment, the voice of the system suddenly sounded in McGonagall's head.

McGonagall's movements froze suddenly, and she felt a magical power suddenly pour into his head, and her spirit seemed to be sublimated at this moment.

"Is this the strength of a great chef?" McGonagall slowly clenched her fists, and after a while, rolled her eyes and said, "Why don't you feel anything?!" ”

Although there was a feeling of empowerment, McGonagall felt that her strength had not been substantially improved.

"Host, please feel with your heart, the power of the chef is not simply an increase in strength, but manifested in all aspects." The sound of the system rang out again.

"Could it be that the speed of throwing the pot is faster?" McGonagall raised an eyebrow, not believing the system's nonsense.

"Upgrade Reward Issued: Affinity +1!" The sound of the system rang out again.

McGonagall felt a chill on the top of her head this time, and her slightly upturned hairstyle was inexplicably suppressed a little, but she still didn't feel anything.

"That's it?"

McGonagall's brow tightened, and she felt cheated.

"Affinity is a temperament, and the host's body is also moisturizing and silent, and it will not cause some obvious changes in the host's body." The system explained.

"Then we might as well make the place where it should be a little longer." McGonagall pouted, feeling cheated anyway.

"The main thing is that you don't believe it, you can go out and take two steps."

"Take two steps and take two steps, what's the big deal." McGonagall stomped downstairs and opened the door, where she was confronted by a young lady standing at the door of the restaurant, seemingly reading the restaurant's announcements...... Skirt.