"I'm fine. You don't have to worry about me. The boss is a good man. You have to work hard to repay others." Carlins seems to see Rena's mind, a little smile on her pale face, carefully picked up the bowl in front of her and sniffed. Her eyes lit up and said, "this soup is delicious. What kind of bone stew is it?"

"The boss said it's pig bone, but I think it's different from ordinary pig bone. Maybe it's a more precious variety." Rena looked at carlins expectantly and urged: "mother, please have a try and see if the taste is different from the stew I made before. Today, I learned the stew with my boss for an afternoon."

"OK, I'll try it." Carlins nodded with a smile and took a sip of the soup from the bowl.

The temperature of bone soup is just right, the taste is warm and moist, the delicious taste blooms in an instant, so that the vitality of the taste buds can not help but stir up, a mouthful of soup swallows, the meat fragrance remains between the lips and teeth.

"This soup, how can it be so delicious." Carlins looked up at Rina in surprise. Before, Rina would cook some bone soup for her from time to time. But today, the taste of bone soup is much more delicious than the bone soup she had been cooking before. After swallowing it, her lips and teeth are fragrant.

"Then drink more. There are many more in the pot." Ruina also smiles when she hears the speech. Since she got sick, her mother's appetite is getting worse and worse. Even if she makes food for her in different ways, she eats very little every time. I didn't expect that today's bone soup is in line with her taste.

"Good." Carlins nodded and continued to drink the soup with the bowl.

Gulu Gulu, a bowl of soup will soon enter the stomach.

Rena looked at her mother's pale face, a little bit more blood, a happy face, and gave her half a bowl of bone soup.

"Rina, you have a drink too. You must have worked hard after learning the dishes all day." Carlins took Rina to sit down and served her a bowl of soup. Then she said with a serious face, "your boss is a good man, and he must be very good at cooking. Since you learn from him, you must study hard and live up to his kindness. In the future, you should be more diligent in the restaurant and help those who can. It doesn't matter if you suffer losses. It's a blessing to suffer losses. "

"Well, I remember." Rina nodded seriously, then said with a smile: "let's drink the soup. Let's eat the hot pot. The soup is going to boil..."

……

Because he didn't know how long it would take to go to the endless sea, MEG told Rina a lot about the methods and details of hot pot seasoning in the evening, as well as the demonstration of the methods. He planned to let Rina hold up the facade of the hot pot zone before departure, so as to keep the restaurant in business.

Rena studied very carefully and showed an excellent understanding of spices. Even for the new spices she just came into contact with, with her keen sense of smell, she was able to achieve very accurate dosage control.

"Rina, you'll come to the restaurant early tomorrow morning. I'll teach you how to make preserved egg and lean meat porridge." At the end of the night, MEG looked at Rina and said, "be at the restaurant on time at six."

"OK, I'll be there on time." Rina nodded, although she didn't understand why MEG was so anxious to teach her the second course. After all, she didn't even know how to make hotpot seasoning, but she didn't ask much.

"It's very good today. Tomorrow you should be able to learn how to make a real red soup hot pot. Go back and have a good rest." McGonagall laughs and praises that he really can't envy this talent. At the beginning, he suffered a lot in the kitchen god testing ground for this hot pot. With a magical nose, Rina has already stepped on him under the feet.

People leave one after another, Gina is also tired to go upstairs to have a rest. MEG locks the door of the restaurant, and there are only three of them left in the restaurant.

"Come on, let's go upstairs and have a rest." McGonagall looked at the mother and daughter who were discussing how to eat a more delicious duck, and said helplessly.

"Meow ~" the ugly duckling jumped down from the counter, holding Meg's leg shivering, big eyes full of tears, pathetic look.

"Father, do you think ducks should be roasted or stewed?" Amy looked at McGonagall and asked, "I think roast duck is delicious. Mother thinks stewed duck is delicious. What do you think?"

Irina also looked at MEG, with a look you know.

This is a free proposition!

McGonagall pick eyebrows, did not expect the end of a day's work, even to face such a headache.

One side is a baby girl, and the other side is a beautiful daughter-in-law. How can he choose?

McGonagall hesitated for a moment, looked down at the ugly duckling who guaranteed his thigh, and said with some helplessness, "choose your own way to eat."

"Meow ~"

The ugly duckling fell back in horror, his eyes turned and his legs glared. He died spiritually.

"Dead?" Amy squatted down, poked the ugly duckling's stomach with her little finger, and said with a smile, "then we'll have dinner tonight. Let's have roast fat duck."

"Meow!"

The ugly duckling immediately woke up, arched her fat head into Amy's arms, yelled and licked her little hands. She was coquettish and cute.

"Well, don't worry, ugly duckling. We're not talking about you. You're still young. We won't eat you." Amy pressed the ugly duckling's head and said with a smile.

"Meow ~" the ugly duckling seemed relieved.

"Grow up quickly, grow into a big white swan, and you can fly to heaven." Amy reached out and touched the little wings on the ugly duckling's back. She sighed. Why hasn't they grown yet.

The ugly duckling nodded as if to show his determination.

"Mother, do you think the swans are good to roast or stew? I really want to eat roast goose Amy turned to look at Elena and asked.

"Meow ~" the duckling fainted in Amy's arms.

I told Amy a bedtime story. The little guy soon fell asleep in Elena's arms.

MEG was about to go to sleep next door, but Elena in her pajamas stopped him and said, "what are you going to do in the devil islands?"

"Do you remember the black fog on Berg before?" MEG sat down by the bed and whispered.

"Well, the fog is a little strange, and it has a smell that I hate. Moreover, in order to help me, the tree of life had been invaded by the black fog before, but then a big fish came down, which made the black fog fade a lot. I joined hands with the tree of life to completely remove the black fog. " Irina nodded, still a little frightened at the thought of the black fog.

"The black fog may appear in the devil islands again. I want to find out what it is, and then eliminate it." Said Meg.