McGonagall looked at the knife in his hand, and then at the elated fat headed fish. He was stunned for a moment. He could not help but said in his heart, "system, you broken fish have practiced iron head skill?"
"The host is a little calm. This fat headed fish is raised in kalashana Lake in the extreme north of Nolan continent, where it is frozen all the year round and extremely lack of oxygen underwater. In order to survive, these fat headed fish use their heads to hit the ice surface every day and get oxygen after penetrating the ice surface. After tens of thousands of years of evolution, their heads are extremely hard, so they are also called icebreaker. They are a kind of level 3 Warcraft." The system introduces to.
"It's a problem that can be solved by moving home. Why is that necessary?" McGonagall turned his mouth, looked at the knife in his hand and said, "where was the knife yesterday? It seems that this Phnom Penh kitchen knife needs to be eliminated. The one used last night was quite handy. Give me one directly. "
"Ding!"
"Chopping kitchen knife, arousing hidden task: as a kitchen god, you must have a unique kitchen knife of your own. Please go to Eisen iron castle to find the best forger and make a kitchen god's knife of your own!" The system sounds.
"Is that all right?" MEG raised his eyebrows, then shook his head and said, "system, I refuse this task! I'm a chef. It's been 9012 years. Whose kitchen knife should go to the dwarves to find a master to customize?
As a professional assistant, can you use money to solve the problem? Is it enough to let dad go in person? Tell me, how much was that kitchen knife last night? "
"The kitchen knife that dad used before is called" Po Lu ", which is a bone cutter specially designed for the host. It uses the highest level titanium alloy..." the flattering voice of the system suddenly stopped, coughed twice, and said solemnly again: "host, please respect this system, don't humiliate me with money. I'm an upright and principled system, this task, You have to... "
"Twice." Meg said calmly.
"Must kiss..."
"Three times." McGonagall continued to calm down.
"I have to go in person..."
"Four times."
"I have to go to... Go to..."
"Don't sell it. I won't make the dead fish." McGonagall threw it away. The fat head fish drew a perfect parabola and fell back into the bathtub. He didn't care.
"Wait!" The voice of the system suddenly raised a few points and said: "host, you must go to this task! The time limit is three days. The task fails: the host will be treated as contempt for the tools and lose the right to use all the tools in the kitchen! Mission success: the host will get a chance to recover his peak power for a short time
McGonagall, who was about to leave, stopped and asked in his heart with some uncertainty: "system, do you mean to directly recover level 10 like last time?"
"Yes, ten minutes to get back to the peak of the body." The system is determined.
"Ten minutes is too short, isn't it? If the enemy talks more nonsense, I will faint in front of him before I fight. You know, some villains talk too much nonsense. " McGonagall's eyes brightened and his face was distressed. "How about some more?"
"Villains talk a lot, it can't blame them, otherwise all the stories of superheroes will become tragedies." The system pondered for a while and said, "but what the host said is not unreasonable, so the system will add another five minutes as appropriate."
"Fifteen minutes." As soon as he thought about it, he nodded, "OK, I'll take the task."
Looking at the three-day countdown in my mind, MEG began to make preserved egg and lean meat porridge.
When the porridge was almost ready, Anna came down from the upstairs, went into the kitchen, looked at McGonagall and said, "Uncle McGonagall, let me help you."
"Anna, don't get up so early in the future. It's time for you to grow tall." MEG looked at Anna and said with a smile.
"Never mind. I've had enough sleep. Uncle McGonagall got up earlier than I did." Anna shakes her head, opens the cupboard, carefully holds out a pile of big bowls and walks out of the kitchen.
McGonagall looked at Anna's small back, little guy everything is good, is too sensible, sensible people distressed.
At half past six, McGonagall opened the door on time, took out the big pot, and with Anna's help, handed out preserved egg and lean meat porridge to the cleaners.
When everyone was eating almost, Meg said loudly, "I want to tell you one thing. Today I'm going out for two or three days, so in the next two days, you need to bring your own breakfast. I hope you don't forget it."
"Don't worry, Mr. McGonagall. We'll solve it ourselves." Old Jack said with a smile that most of the other cleaners should be with him.
"Doesn't it mean we have it every day? How can I eat it for two days and then it's gone... "Ellen muttered, taking a big mouthful of porridge, a little dissatisfied.
This porridge is delicious and free. I'm usually hungry every morning. Now I've only eaten it for two days and stopped eating it.
He looked at McGonagall. He turned his eyes and stood up with a smile. Looking at McGonagall, he said: "well, Mr. McGonagall, as soon as you go out, we won't have breakfast. Otherwise, it's said that you sell 200 copper coins for a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge. In the past two days, you will give us 400 copper coins each, and let us have breakfast by ourselves. So you pay the same thing, we can have a warm breakfast, this problem is not very good to solve it
Hearing the four hundred copper coins, many cleaners raised their heads. It's almost equal to their monthly salary. Although it seems that Elton's practice is not quite right, it seems that there is nothing wrong with his words. It's four hundred copper coins. If you get them, you can buy a lot of meat.
McGonagall looked at Elton and suddenly laughed. This guy's shamelessness is more serious than he thought.
"You're a bad old man, Elton!" Old Jack got up, pointed at Elton angrily and scolded: "Mr. McGonagall is kind enough to make us a free breakfast. He even gets up early on the rest day to fulfill his promise. What do you want? Do you pee on your hands or don't take a bath?
Now people have something to go out, you are good, you are nothing, also have; Face to people to 400 copper coins to eat breakfast? So why don't you sweep the floor with your face?
You don't want to be shameful, we need to be shameful. We can't open our mouth to such a request. I feel sorry for sitting with people like you and even drinking this bowl of porridge in my hand, Mr. McGonagall. "
"Yes, Mr. McGonagall is a good man. You can rest assured to go out. We'll take care of breakfast ourselves." Many cleaners echoed,
Some of the previously motivated cleaners blushed and bowed their heads in shame.
"Dead old man, it's bad for me." Elton looked at old Jack a bit insidiously. Seeing that everyone was beaten back by his words, he became the target of public criticism. Then he looked at McGonagall with a smile and said, "well... I'll just say it casually. I'm just kidding, boss McGonagall. Don't mind."
"Never mind. You won't have to come from tomorrow." McGonagall looked at Elton with a smile. "It's not a joke."