Fifty-two days had passed on the wall, and McGonagall couldn't remember how many grilled fish she had made, only that he had been able to pick up the largest of the largest grass carp from the tank in fifteen seconds, stun, slaughter, and clean it.

McGonagall thinks that the fish sellers in the market are not necessarily as slippery as him.

Waiting for the system's judgment, McGonagall is very calm, anyway, it has been denied countless times, and if it is denied again, then the next one.

If you want to blame the previous life, you can blame the previous life, all the requests are nitpicking, and the original food is those that are recognized as authentic grilled fish, and higher requirements are added to it, and the things that embarrassed others in the previous life have now become all difficult for themselves.

"Since you want to do it, you must make it the most perfect, otherwise how can you be worthy of the signboard." McGonagall thought to herself, a smile on her face, and compared to the boring practice in the Chef's Proving Grounds, it was worth it when she saw the happy smiles on her face as she and the guests tasted the food.

"According to the criteria previously proposed by the host:

1. The skin of the fish is crispy but not burnt, and the fish meat is as tender as tofu, but it is condensed but not scattered. Reached!

2. The soup is oily but not greasy, spicy but not pungent, and the best taste of spicy. Reached!

3. The fish flavor is attractive and obvious, and it is not covered by other side dishes and spices. Reached!

All three standards were achieved at the same time, congratulations to the host for learning spicy grilled fish! At the same time, it unlocks the purchase permission of the ingredients required for the spicy grilled fish, and the use of the corresponding required kitchenware. ”

The system's voice rang out, with a bit of encouragement.

"It seems that I am quite talented in making grilled fish." McGonagall smiled as she looked at the grilled fish in a stainless steel plate covered with bright red sauce and chili peppers, and swallowed a little bit, and then just put it on the alcohol stove and stewed, and a delicious spicy grilled fish was ready to serve.

"Does the host need to taste the grilled fish? If you don't need to, you can teleport out of the Kitchen God Proving Ground now. The system speaks.

"I won't taste it this time, I'm waiting to eat with Amy, but the system, can I not go out first? Anyway, it's still a few hours before the morning, so you can bring me that sword in and let me practice it in this Kitchen God Proving Ground? McGonagall shook her head and smiled.

He had already made this calculation, and he could only practice for an hour every night, and he also needed to consider various issues such as physical strength and physical recovery.

But it's different in the Kitchen God Proving Ground, you can practice day and night, and you don't need to consider physical exertion and the need to rest, so you should be able to perfectly master the strongest sword technique that can be used in the current physical state after practicing for dozens of days.

The second way to open the Kitchen God Proving Ground - the Sword God Proving Ground!

"The Chef God Proving Ground is built to allow the host to quickly master the cooking method of the dishes, so it may not be appropriate for the host to do other unrelated things here, right?" There was a bit of confusion in the system's voice.

"What's wrong, isn't it just to practice a sword, there are no outsiders here, system, you obviously gave 365 days, I practiced diligently to complete the learning task in advance, and the rest of the time is required to be arranged freely, it should be very appropriate, right?" McGonagall said with a serious face, not blushing at all as she spoke.

"It takes extra energy to make the long sword manifest, and if the host wants to practice the sword, it will definitely need to expand the space, this ......" The system stopped halfway through the sentence, but the meaning it wanted to express was already obvious.

"System, you just say, how much do you want? Anyway, I won't give it more. McGonagall pouted.

"Hey, how do you know what I'm trying to say?" The system was amazed.

"Hehe, should I still be stupid and ask, 'System, is there any limit?' That would make me look mentally retarded. McGonagall rolled her eyes, the heart of the system, known to passers-by.

"A flat fee of 10 gold coins at a time." The system was silent for a moment, as if after careful consideration.

"The price is fine, but in that case, I need an empty room about 10 square meters in size." McGonagall nodded, the price was a little cheaper than he expected.

When traveling, some people choose to take a cheaper but longer car in order to save money, while some people choose to take a high-speed rail plane in order to save time.

It is a common phenomenon that people who don't have money spend time to save money, and rich people spend money to save time.

In exchange for 10 gold coins for dozens of days of sleepless sword practice, McGonagall felt that it was worth it.

He's half rich now, because he knows where he's going to go before he gets his money.

"Deal!" The system replied decisively, the kitchen space where McGonagall was located flashed white, everything disappeared, and it became a closed room about ten square meters in size, and McGonagall also had a long sword in her hand, his sword.

"In this case, then practice the swordsmanship that you can practice now to the extreme and then go out, this is a good way to improve." McGonagall held the sword in her hand, both in terms of feel and weight, no different from the sword she held outside.

In the enclosed space, a long sword kept stabbing out, and the sword light was shining, as if it would never get tired.

……

In the largest conference room at the headquarters of the Aden Square Catering Association, the important backbones of the catering association gathered together, and the expressions on their faces were a little dignified.

Robert sat in the middle, his expression a little ugly, and the piece of paper in his hand had been crumpled into a ball of paper by him at some point.

"Okay, let's decide this matter, this restaurant's behavior has completely disrupted the order of this year's food rankings, causing dissatisfaction among many restaurants. Today is the eighth day, and in two days we will decide the final ranking of the food rankings, and we must not let the food rankings lose credibility in the hearts of our customers. The big fat man who sat on the chief was two hundred and fifty pounds, and said with a serious face: "So, tomorrow morning, I will first remove this restaurant from the list, and then thoroughly investigate his abnormal increase on the list, and post the investigation results and punishment announcement." ”

"What the president said is that we can't spoil a pot of porridge because of a rat droppings, and this restaurant has completely ignored the rules, that is, it should be permanently removed from the list."

"yes, a restaurant that has only been open for less than a month is trying to get into the top 20 on the list, and this is really going to be successful, isn't it embarrassing for our restaurant association?"

Everyone present immediately followed Ying Hedao and expressed their approval.

A smile appeared on the corner of Warren's mouth, he just received 100 dragon coins today, but it is a small restaurant, and Master Cyril is really willing to spend money, but since the money has been collected, things will naturally be done more beautifully, so that next time he reaches out, he can ask for more.

"President, I went to inspect this restaurant on the first day of the list, and there is no problem with the number of guests, service attitude, food taste, and food price, and I don't think Maimi Restaurant should be removed from the list." At this moment, Robert looked at Warren and said with a serious and serious expression.