When the elves on the ship looked at the giant droplet-shaped unidentified luminous body that fell from the sky, their expressions were a little nervous, and they were afraid that it might be some strange-looking demon.

The escalator descended and slowly landed on the boat, Irina stood at the mouth of the escalator, looked at the elf below and smiled, "Let's go, I'll take you out of here." ”

"It's Princess Irina!"

The elves on the ship showed joy and no longer hesitated, and they all boarded the mobile restaurant down the escalator.

The escalator was retracted, and a ball of fireball fell from the aircraft to the empty ship, and the flames rose into the sky, and the wooden ship was burned to charcoal, and gradually sank.

And the mobile restaurant also flashed silver and disappeared into the sea.

The mobile dining room was expanded by McGonagall more than ten times, and the first floor was turned into a large banquet hall, ensuring that six hundred elves had seats.

The elves, who had just come out of hell, suddenly found themselves in the palatial banquet hall, sitting on comfortable and soft chairs, and they were a little uncomfortable.

And the inhuman encounter made them subconsciously keep a vigilance and distance from everyone, so the banquet hall fell into a very dull silence.

"Why don't these elf sisters speak?" Amy leaned on the railing on the second floor and asked, a little puzzled.

"Because they don't know where to start, and whatever they say, it's a wound." Irina whispered, she had saved many elves, and their desperate gaze made her unbearable to look at directly, but she didn't know how to solve it, and she could only let time dilute the painful memories.

"They're all hungry, so why don't I make them dinner?" McGonagall looked at the sitting elves, most of them yellow and thin.

"The weight of so many people?" Irina looked at McGonagall.

"Phyllis can cook for all the Night Elves, which is a small amount to me." McGonagall walked in the direction of the kitchen with a relaxed face, he had just broken through the ninth level, and the power of the ninth level peak was rushing in his body and there was nowhere to vent, so what was the matter of cooking a meal.

Three pots of preserved egg and lean porridge are boiled in the pot, which is simple and easy to cook, and you can pad your stomach first.

Potatoes and chicken nuggets are flying all over the sky, and the yellow braised chicken rice for 600 people is arranged, which is enough to fill the stomach.

Then McGonagall began to play with the mud, and the chickens wrapped in yellow mud were layered into an oversized oven, and 600 chickens were used as the finale to experience the happiness of delicious food.

Of course, the main thing is that McGonagall still owes Landiste 5,000 clay shells, and he has already begun to plan in his mind whether to hold a feast called the chicken when he returns, and get the clay husks together all at once.

The preserved egg and lean porridge was the first to come out of the pot, and Jane pushed the five-story dining cart, which was full of food, and carefully pushed into the banquet hall.

The fragrance spreads slowly with the heat.

In the oppressive and quiet banquet hall, the elves raised their heads one after another, looking for the source of the fragrance with some curiosity, and the hunger that could still be resisted suddenly increased, and the stomach purred uncontrollably.

"This is your dinner, please take your own meals in order." Jane said aloud, stopping the food cart next to the elf table at the door.

The elves hesitated, the way the food was distributed was a bit new to them.

"Can I take a bowl?" An elf girl sitting next to the dining car asked timidly.

"Yes, each of you can take a bowl, and I will deliver it to each table, but because there are more of them, you have to take them yourself." Jane nodded, she was called out of the room, and found that the dining room had completely changed, it was the first time she had seen so many elves, and sure enough, as in the legend, the elves were so beautiful and elegant.

The elf girl hesitated and picked up a bowl of porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork and put it in front of her, and said softly gratefully, "Thank you." ”

Seeing this, the other elves also began to step forward in an orderly manner to receive the porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat.

Truckloads of preserved egg and lean porridge were transported to the banquet hall by Jane and distributed to the elves, and the wonderful smell of preserved egg and lean porridge wafted in the air.

The elves scooped up the porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat and fed it to their mouths, and the wonderful taste bloomed in their mouths, and the warm feeling spread all over their bodies in an instant.

What a feeling of happiness, like falling into a warm embrace.

They have forgotten the last time they ate normal food, the last time they sat down at the table and enjoyed a meal elegantly.

But in this moment, they remembered.

They are noble and elegant spirits, they are children of nature, and they are a race that worships freedom.

Even if they have experienced terrible suffering, even if they have been imprisoned and despaired, they still have freedom and pride engraved in their bones.

Tears flickered in the corners of the eyes of many elves, who were still quietly eating preserved eggs and lean porridge with their heads down, but their expressions were no longer gloomy, but gradually brightened.

The porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork has not yet been drunk, and the yellow stewed chicken rice has already driven into the banquet hall.

If the fragrance of preserved egg and lean porridge is fresh and elegant, then the fragrance of the chicken soup that is elevated to the extreme by shiitake mushrooms is very aggressive.

Meat is a luxury for them, and the delicious chicken broth hasn't smelled for a long time.

The golden chicken nuggets are evenly colored, the potatoes are ripe and not scattered, the lettuce is still tender and green, the green and red peppers are dotted with green peppers, and the golden red soup reflects the light shadow, without the slightest greasy feeling.

The air is filled with the rich aroma of chicken and shiitake mushrooms, and just looking at it makes you want to swallow.

The evenly cut diamond-shaped chicken perfectly absorbs the flavor of the seasoning and soup, dyed with a layer of red and bright soup, picks up a piece of chicken and feeds it to the mouth, the soup wrapped in the chicken nuggets contains a rich chicken soup and mushroom aroma, and the wonderful taste makes the long-dormant taste buds instantly usher in a carnival, as if they suddenly fell into the package of chicken soup and shiitake mushrooms and can't extricate themselves.

Gently bite into the chicken, the meat is very tender, the flavor of the seasoning and shiitake mushrooms has penetrated into the meat perfectly, and the fresh flavor has been taken to a new level.

The happiness brought by the delicious taste finally made the elves smile brightly.

The sound of praise gradually sounded, breaking the dull silence, and the elves had some communication with each other, and began to try to get to know each other.

"Delicious food will cure everything, like my hungry stomach." Amy didn't know where to get a piece of yellow braised chicken rice, her mouth was bulging, and she said a little vaguely.

"Yes, being able to fill it with good things is the best cure." Irina nodded, her gaze becoming a little gentle.

"Jingle bells."

A crisp bell caught the attention of the elves who had eaten very satisfied, and a handsome man slowly walked in from the door pushing a dining cart, on which were placed golden balls, which looked like large eggs.

"Hello, I'm Chef McGonagall at this dinner, and it's an honor to be able to cook for you, and the last dish of the evening, called Flower Chicken, will be served to you." McGonagall pulled out a small wooden hammer with a pointed tip and smiled.

"It turns out that he is the chef, such delicious food, I didn't expect it to come from a human hand, it's amazing."

"Is there a chicken in that egg? What a special feeling. ”

The elves looked at McGonagall gratefully and expectantly, and the delicious porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork and braised chicken and rice had completely conquered them.

McGonagall lifted the small wooden hammer and tapped it lightly on the clay shell.

"Click."

With a soft sound, cracks appeared on the mud shell, and the mud shell was like a lotus flower blooming, revealing the golden chicken in it.

A strong fragrance suddenly overflowed, and soon wafted through the banquet hall.

"It smells so good!"

The elves' eyes lit up, this fragrance was completely different from the fragrance of yellow stewed chicken, it was a scorched and crispy fragrance, which made people want to swallow saliva.

"Please take your time." McGonagall smiled and placed the chicken in front of the elven girl closest to him.

"Thank you." The elven girl stood up a little flattered, and bowed slightly to McGonagall with elven etiquette, feeling respect and equality.

"You're welcome." McGonagall smiled and nodded, cracking open the second clay shell and placing it in front of the next elf.

The elf girl elegantly tore off a chicken leg, and then took a bite, the crispy chicken skin was gently bitten open, and the crispy and tender chicken melted in the mouth, and the fat and delicious chicken that belonged to the chicken bloomed instantly, and the taste buds on the tip of the tongue were disarmed at once, and it was too late to chew more, and it was not yet firm on the tip of the tongue, like a naughty chick, slipping into the throat.

Tender and no residue, the flavor is unique, this untouchable deliciousness makes her suddenly involved in the whirlpool of deliciousness.

The smooth and tender chicken, like a moisturizing and silent spring rain, made her want to moan.

"Oh, this damn delicious~~"