"This month's food review will be sent directly back to Luodu. Anyway, Luodu can't find any food that can surprise me. It's better to stay in the city of chaos. Maybe the wheat boss will also study some new ones. Vegetarian dishes."

Dairik carefully folded the two sheets of paper and wrapped it in a layer of tarpaulin paper. The stopper was finally stuffed into a sealed bamboo tube and went out to find a consignment to send the items out.

This kind of consignment method for using the birds to transport articles is not low, but it is not unacceptable for Dairik. After all, a monthly column can get a rich remuneration for him.

"I don't know what kind of response will the readers see after seeing this food review? It's really exciting." From the consignment, Dairik looked at a bird flying out of the consignment, his face exposed. A smile.

"Will you continue to eat fish-flavored eggplant at night? Anyway, there is nothing delicious, then continue to eat fish-flavored eggplant..."

Fish-flavored eggplant is really a dish with magical power.

......

"Big brother, do we really want to find that guy than to be a roast chicken?" In a yard in the north of the city, Eugene gave blood to the chicken in his hand while watching Fu Binen ask.

"Since we have already been down yesterday, it must be going, or we don't know if we think we are afraid." Fu Binen smiled.

"Who is afraid! We will not be afraid of it! Our craftsmanship is uploaded by the ancestors. The roast chickens that no one in the whole tribe can make are comparable to those of ours. Those who ate our roast chickens said yes. That guy is sure. It’s good to see our business, and we are not convinced, so we deliberately come to see you. When we go to his restaurant, let’s see him and let him know who is the real king of roast chicken!” Eugene is proud of himself. Said.

Fu Binen shouted again: "Beyond the comparison, you can't make trouble at the time. We have a firm foothold in this chaotic city. We have a fixed booth and a small yard. If you don't want to go hunting, then it's good. Follow the rules here."

"Know it." Eugene waved his hand and continued to kill the chicken.

......

"This... is the new sea that Mr. McGonagall created for me?" After Kina, who had been asleep for three hours, woke up, she was taken to the next room by Meg, looking at the two meters high, three meters. The big fish tank, which is two meters wide, is full of surprises and emotions.

"This is your place for the time being." McGonagall was very satisfied with the expression of Gina.

"Thank you, Mr. McGonagall." Gina jumped up and hugged Meg, and she couldn't help but wrap up Meg.

"You are a mermaid, not an octopus!" McGonagall couldn't help but stunned Gina from her body and couldn't help but vomit in her heart.

Gina didn't care about Meg's mood. She took a look at the clothes and climbed up the ladder. She jumped into the big fish tank and danced happily.

Said to be a fish tank, this is actually a small swimming pool.

McGonagall stood outside in the transparent glass, like a fish moving up and down Gina, compared to some clumsy movements on the land, she really belongs to the sea.

"Mr. McGonagall, are you coming together?" Gina squatted in front of the glass and waved at McGonagall.

"I can't stand it, I can't get it." McGonagall shook his head and turned and slipped.

"Mr. McGonagall doesn't like me?" Gina looked at McGonagall disappearing at the door, and her heart was somewhat lost.

No one told her what love is. In the eighteen years of life, saving Landist is her only mission.

But she knows repaying that since Mr. McGonagall saved her, she will save Landister in the future, and she is willing to give everything to him.

......

The arrival of Gina has caused some influence on the restaurant. Because of the language barrier, McGonagall did not let her participate in the daily operation of the restaurant, but let her freely move. However, Gina herself will take the initiative to help me with some simple tasks. Things.

She likes children and all kinds of aquatic products, and can always play with them easily, even if the language is completely unreasonable.

This is a bit of a surprise for McGonagall. It may be a gift to watch Gina, who is playing with Amy and playing with the wool.

However, Gina stayed outside the fish tank for three hours. After the time, she had to go back to the fish tank for a while, but as her mana resumed, the rest time began to gradually shorten. Sometimes she only needed to go back to make up the water. Yes.

......

The day's business is over, and in the kitchen at night, only Meg is left alone.

"The results of tomorrow's food list will be publicized, and I don't know if I can get the first list in the whole list." McGonagall whispered to the lotus leaf and whispered to himself.

The system's arbitrage task is really a bit boring, and the food list has returned to the goal of reshaping credibility.

If the McMee restaurant is on the list, it looks like... it seems to have no credibility.

Although McGonagall thinks that Robert is a good person, as the top leader, if a restaurant dominates all the categories, it will definitely balance the rules of the game, otherwise the list looks a bit embarrassing.

As a result, McGonagall can only be resigned.

What is the result of the leaderboard, McGonagall can't control, but tomorrow, in addition to the release of the leaderboard, there is another thing that McGonagall must solve.

The confrontation between the brothers and the brothers is not the original intention of McGonagall, but the system task has been released, and he can only accept it.

If you just beat them, McGonagall thinks that if you put the chicken in the microwave, you can make a roast chicken that is more delicious than the orc brother.

But the system's requirement is to make a perfect called chicken. This is more about it. In the past three days, he has spent almost all his free time studying how to make delicious chickens, using recipes and experience. At the extreme, they are still defeated.

After Amy fell asleep, McGonagall went downstairs and began to be a chicken.

The ingredients are provided by the system, not to mention that the three yellow chickens are systematically raised in the gorge of the forest trolls in the Angolo Canyon. The yellow mud alone is taken from the depths of the Tatari Desert.

The Tatari Desert is the most extensive desert in the Nolan continent. The annual precipitation is almost zero, extremely dry, and even World of Warcraft cannot survive there. It is known as the land of death.

But no one can think of it. Under the desert, there is actually a yellow mud that is even more delicate than Yixing clay.

And this is enough for the ceramics to compete for the clay, the system actually provides McGon as the outsourcing yellow mud called the chicken.

In this regard, McGonagall just wants to say: just right.

The yellow mud is evenly wrapped around the lotus leaves, and then carefully placed in the already heated oven by McGonagall.

The system's improved oven shortened the four-hour baking time to half an hour.

Meg washed his hands, set an alarm clock, and then sat quietly waiting.

This is the last chance. If it fails again, the time for this mission will arrive, which means the mission is over.

"jingle!"

When the alarm clock sounded, McGonagall turned off the alarm clock and got up and walked toward the oven. The shovel carefully removed the reddish chicken that had been baked in the oven from the oven.

"Mr. McGon, what are you doing?"

At this moment, Gina appeared in the door of the kitchen with her eyes open, and looked at Meg's incomprehensible question.