Chapter 677: Little Cook Anna

McGonagall and Anna sat in silence for ten minutes with wide eyes across a glass of water.

"Uncle McGonagall, are we going to start cooking now?" Anna couldn't help but interrupt the silence quietly.

"Well, learning to cook is a step-by-step thing, Anna hasn't learned it before, so let's start with knife work, this is the basic skill." McGonagall also came to her senses, it was not easy to teach a little girl who was five or six years old and had never held a knife to cook, and the difficulty level was much higher than teaching Amamia to make ice cream.

"Uh-huh, okay." Anna stood up and nodded, her eyes full of expectation.

"Hopefully this enthusiasm will last a little longer." McGonagall thought to herself that it was a good thing to be motivated, after all, he had almost cut himself crazy when he was chopping vegetables in the Kitchen God Trial, and he knew how boring it was to practice knife skills.

"System, give me a small apron and a small knife for Anna." McGonagall said to herself as she walked towards the kitchen.

"According to the judgment of this system, the trainee is too young to have the physical conditions to become a chef, and it is recommended that the host do not accept him as an apprentice!" The warning sound of the system sounds.

"Then you chose a disabled person who was completely useless." McGonagall rolled her eyes.

"Although the host's body was disabled at that time, this body has great potential, so it was selected by the system." The system retorted.

"Now I think Anna has great potential to become a good chef when she grows up, so I'm going to teach her how to cook, and there's nothing wrong with that, right?" McGonagall laughed.

“emmm……”

The system fell silent.

"Make an offer, I don't have time to spend with you here." McGonagall interrupted the system's silence.

"A small apron, a set of miniature kitchenware, a total of 1001 copper coins, given that the host has a good reputation recently, so the system will erase the fraction, a total of 1000 copper coins." The system was silent for a moment, and said in a fleshy tone.

"Deal." McGonagall thought for a moment, didn't bother to bargain, and nodded directly.

"Ding! 1000 copper coins are deducted successfully, the apron and kitchenware are being customized, and they can be delivered in three minutes, please confirm the delivery location of the host. ”

"It's right in the counter, and if there's another delivery error, I'll return it!" McGonagall said indifferently, this ghost system often cares when delivering items.

McGonagall's gaze scanned around the kitchen, which was an adult kitchen, and neither the size of the utensils nor the height of the cooktop was a bit out of reach for Anna.

Then McGonagall's gaze fell to the small bench beside her, which Amy usually used to pad her feet when she washed her hands.

Since Anna is learning to cook, not playing house, it is better not to make the kitchen a DIY type, which is not solemn and serious.

So, it should be for her to adapt to the kitchen, not for the kitchen to adapt to her.

"Anna, try this little bench, how high is it to stand up." McGonagall turned around and waved to Anna, who was standing in the doorway.

Anna obediently climbed up the small bench, the little one was about a head taller than Amy, so standing on the small bench with her hands just above the height of the stove, it would not be a problem to chop vegetables or something.

"Very well, this is your workbench from today onwards." McGonagall nodded in satisfaction, at least enough for the knife contact stage.

Hearing the sound of the system's arrival, McGonagall smiled and said, "Anna, you come out with me, I have two small gifts for you." ”

"Hmm." Anna followed McGonagall out of the kitchen with some curiosity.

McGonagall pulled out a small pink apron from the counter, accompanied by a pink hood.

"It's beautiful." Anna's eyes lit up as she looked at the apron in McGonagall's hand.

"There's going to be a lot of fumes in the kitchen, so we need to wear an apron to keep our clothes from getting stained with oil, so Anna can put them on first and see if they fit." McGonagall smiled as she helped Anna put her apron on.

Anna wore a light blue dress today, which was very close-fitting, so it was just right to put the apron directly on the outside.

Dressed in a small pink apron and her hair wrapped in a pink flying hood, Anna stood there like a little chef.

"Well, it's pretty, and it fits perfectly." McGonagall nodded in satisfaction.

"Thank you, Uncle McGonagall." Anna looked down at her little apron with a smile on her face.

"In addition to the apron, I have a gift for you." McGonagall pulled a dark brown wooden box out of the counter, crouched down in front of Anna again, and opened the lid at once.

"Wow!"

The bright light of the knife was a little glaring, but Anna's eyes widened, staring unblinkingly at the knives in the box that were slightly smaller than normal.

"These ...... Are these really for me? ”

Anna looked up at McGonagall in disbelief.

"Of course, having your own set of knives is the first step to becoming a chef." McGonagall smiled and nodded.

"Thank you...... Thank you. Anna's eyes turned red at once, and she bowed deeply to McGonagall.

"I'm super strict when cooking, and you'll probably think I'm hateful in the future." McGonagall smiled and rubbed the little guy's hair, the little guy was so sensible that it made people feel sorry for him.

"No, I'll definitely learn how to cook." Anna shook her head earnestly, holding the box of knives in her arms.

"Then let's start with knife work, the so-called knife work, is to use a knife to process the ingredients into the desired shape, such as when making Yangzhou fried rice, you need to cut all kinds of ingredients into the size of rice grains." McGonagall opened the refrigerator, looked at Anna, and closed it again.

I took two potatoes from the vegetable market from the washing table on the side, and after washing, I put one of them in front of Anna and the other on the cutting board in front of me, took out the gold-rimmed kitchen knife from the knife holder, smiled, and said with a serious expression: "Now, let's cut this potato into the size of a grain of rice." ”

"What to do?" Anna stood on the small bench and looked at McGonagall intently, how such a big round potato could be cut into the size of a grain of rice was incredible.

"Look at it." McGonagall prompted, and the kitchen knife fell, and a thin slice of potatoes was cut, followed by a second knife and a third, and slices of even-thickness potato slices were cut out as if they had been measured with a ruler.

The kitchen knife makes a steady and even clicking sound on the cutting board, which is not fast, but it makes people feel calm and comfortable.

Soon, the potato flakes turned into thin filaments and then into golden grains the size of a grain of rice.

"Wow, that's amazing!"

Anna's eyes widened and she looked at McGonagall with adoration, her eyes full of little stars.