Chapter 4

After turning on the tap and pouring a few gulps of water, McGonagall held his hands on the edge of the pool and breathed. McGonagall felt alive again. He had a dry mouth when he woke up without drinking water, but the cookie went into his throat and almost choked him to death. Now he still feels a little sore in his throat.

If put in the previous life, he had to write a thousand words, let the boss shut down, this thing is people eat it!

"How are you, father?" Amy didn't know when he came. He pulled his clothes and asked anxiously.

"Well, father is OK, but he's choking a little." MEG looked down at Amy and touched her hair. A smile came back on her face. This feeling of being remembered and relied on made him feel warm in the heart, and his malice to the cookie was also alleviated.

He's just an ordinary father now, and he doesn't want to do those things again in his previous life. He doesn't want to go through it again.

"Father, you should eat it slowly. Although it's delicious, you can't be in a hurry. You need to bite it a little so that you won't choke." Amy breathed a sigh of relief, as if she didn't accept it. Then she began to teach MEG with a straight face.

"Well, Xiaomi is right." McGonagall looked at Xiaomi's eyes and nodded seriously. The little guy returned to his seat with satisfaction.

MEG didn't rush out, but looked at the kitchen.

The layout of the kitchen is strip-shaped, with about 10 square meters, which can be regarded as wide. There are four built-in gas stoves on the stove, silver side suction range hood, and a cross door refrigerator on the side.

This is a very professional modern kitchen, but most of the areas are still empty. There is only a wide Chinese kitchen knife hanging on the knife rest. There are no pots and pans.

"System, did you forget to put electrical appliances and kitchenware in when you decorated? Is the refrigerator empty, too? " McGonagall closed the empty fridge, and the idea of cooking something was lost.

"The host doesn't have permission to use those appliances yet. After completing the task, it will unlock them one after another. At this stage, only the ingredients needed in the recipes learned by the host are provided, and the host needs to purchase them before using them. " The system sounds.

"In order to make me learn to cook well, I really took great pains..." McGonagall was stunned for a moment, a little helpless. It seems that there is no way to get something else to eat today, and the system says that the future ingredients need to be purchased. Will the system directly provide the required ingredients?

After walking around in the kitchen and making sure there was nothing to eat, I had to pour two bowls of boiled water out of the kitchen. It seems that it is very necessary to finish the task as soon as possible, otherwise there is no place to spend.

And after eating this bad taste of sweet crisp cake, he is very looking forward to Yangzhou fried rice. Whether it's to let Amy taste the delicious food from the earth, or to conquer the whole world with a portion of Yangzhou fried rice, it's a fun thing.

McGonagall revisited the memory of his predecessor. In this world, because of the Millennium racial war, the style of human diet is a bit similar to that of British cuisine. The cooking method is simple and crude. Besides boiling, it is baking.

When you cook, you don't put any seasonings. When you eat, you sprinkle some seasonings like salt and pepper according to your own taste. The main purpose is to have a saturated and balanced diet. After all, there were not so many conditions to be particular about in the war years.

Although after a hundred years of peace, the diet has developed to a certain extent, but the thinking of chefs is solidified seriously. Even if they try to improve, the dishes are still simple, and there are not many refreshing cooking methods and dishes.

This is true for people who like to study delicious food, not to mention other races. The food of the elves is mostly from nature, mainly from various wild fruits; Dwarf eat more casual, as long as cooked can eat; As for demons and orcs, they even eat their prey raw

"It's like a virgin land of delicious food, waiting for me to reclaim it." McGonagall turns his mouth and looks at Amy, who is eating sweet crisps in his hands. He has a gentle smile on his face. He has little interest in spreading the great ideal of food culture, but he wants his daughter to eat real food and live a comfortable life. Learning to cook is not an unacceptable thing.

Because he was really hungry, MEG could only soak the cake in boiled water and eat it after it softened. He could barely swallow it.

Amy's mouth is very good. The big pancake crackles. After a while, he finishes eating. He takes a big mouthful of boiled water with both hands and hiccups contentedly. Looking at the sick MEG who is still holding chopsticks in the bowl, he says with a smile: "father, is the sweet pancake super delicious?"

"No, it can only be regarded as something that can barely satisfy one's hunger. Xiaomi, I'll make you a table full of Han and Manchu in the future. You can eat it alone until you're full." MEG shook his head, reached for Amy's little pink nose and said with a smile.

"Manchu and Han? Is it really better than cookies? " Amy's eyes lit up completely, but when she looked at MEG, her face was a bit tangled. The food that her father had cooked before was so strange. Can she really make a food that is 100 times better than a cookie?

"Of course it's true, and the whole banquet of Manchu and Han is not a single dish, but a feast of 108 delicacies, which can be eaten for three days in a row." McGonagall nodded his head seriously, and naturally guessed the little girl's mind. In her mind, cookie is the best thing to eat. The former cook's level is not flattering, and now he is comparable, it is estimated that the little girl left a psychological shadow.

"108 delicacies?" Amy nodded her fingers and her head tried to imagine that the table was full of more delicious things than pretzels, and she could eat them for three days in a row. Her eyes became brighter and brighter, and a happy smile appeared on her face. She jumped down from the chair and looked at MEG and cried happily: "yes! Xiaomi wants to eat the whole banquet of Manchu and Han, and my father will make it for Xiaomi! Xiaomi wants to eat now! "

"Er..." McGonagall looked at Amy's expectant eyes and felt a little embarrassed. Now he can't even cook Yangzhou fried rice. However, he has a kitchen god cultivation system. In the future, a table full of Chinese and Han people will be no problem. Just looking at the little girl's expression that she wants to eat right now, it seems that the cowhide is a bit too early.

"Of course, my father also wants to cook for Amy, but now our restaurant has not opened yet, there are no ingredients in the kitchen, so we can't make so many delicious food." MEG reached for Amy's head and said, a little sorry.

"Is that so..." Amy was a little disappointed, but soon raised her head. Her little hand took Meg's big hand, patted the back of his hand, and comforted her: "it's OK, father. Xiaomi thought the food was delicious before. When Xiaomi grew up, she could make money, and then buy many delicious food for him, Let my father be the man and Han banquet. "

Looking at the serious expression on Amy's face, MEG suddenly felt that his nose was a little sour. He sucked his nose, shook his head with a smile and said, "my father is not the same as before. Of course, I have to make money to support my family. Manchu and Han people will certainly do what they say and do. This is our agreement and my promise." Then he gave Amy his little finger.

Amy looked up at McGonagall and blinked. Today's father is really different. He seems to be bigger and more amiable. Looking at the little finger, he put his little finger on it and said with a smile: "well, Xiaomi believes that father can do it."