Chapter 1907

At the end of business at noon, McGonagall took a long look at the entrance of the food conference and saw the long line photographed at the entrance of the small seafood shop. He immediately felt relieved.

It's open this morning and noon, and many customers ask about fried Octopus whiskers in soy sauce.

McGonagall clearly told them that it's a limited version of the food conference. You can learn to do it at home, or you may have it at the food conference next year.

Very chicken thief, but effective means of transformation.

Besides, the octopus Kwai series, except the octopus balls, the other three dishes are very simple and fast. From the increasing number of believers, it should be a little bit less time for a common home dishes on the table of ordinary people.

Spend dozens of copper coins at home to buy food materials, you can eat hundreds of copper coins in the restaurant to taste the delicious, and the taste will not differ too much, it is blood earning!

Of course, you may make a profit. McGonagall, who sells Octopus whiskers, will never lose.

When MEG returned to the restaurant, he was dragged away by Hannah with an excited face.

"I refuse..." before McGonagall made clear her position, Hannah had pulled out a thick metal pipe and looked at McGonagall excitedly and said, "boss, we've succeeded. The high-quality closed pipe can withstand high-pressure steam. It won't explode now."

"Well, not bad." McGonagall looked at the pipe carefully, nodded, looked at the various parts on the floor again, and said with a smile, "almost finished?"

"Well, the machine can be installed tomorrow. Boss Mobai found me an amazing craftsman and asked him to help me with the packaging, so as to ensure that there will not be any problems." Hannah nodded happily. Although she had two black circles under her eyes and several traces of charcoal on her face, it didn't affect her beauty at all.

"I'll come over tomorrow." McGonagall said that he was a little worried about Hannah. He provided the drawings this time. As long as there were no mistakes in the workmanship and size, it should be OK. But for the sake of safety, he went and looked at them in person.

"That would be better." Hannah smiles and reveals her two rows of neat teeth. It's hard to hide her excitement that she wants to recreate her winery in the city of chaos, which is bigger and more advanced.

"Hard work, boss Mobai and Lulu." MEG and the two who were beating in the forge said hello.

"Haha, it's not hard to eat Yangzhou fried rice made by boss Mai." Mo Bai wiped a sweat and said with a smile.

These days, when they rush to work, Hannah takes all the meals from Mobai, which saves him the time to line up.

"When the work is done, let's get together and have a drink." MEG liked the honest man and went back to the restaurant without disturbing their work.

In the study, there is information about frankster obtained from the grey temple. This once thought to be Alex's strong enemy, the son of frost dragon, has many legendary stories.

So there is a lot of information about him in the Intelligence Department of the grey temple.

The old dominator broke the seal, leaving no clue or trace.

And frankster became the only breakthrough.

But he disappeared from everyone's sight three years ago. He can only try to find some relevant information from these materials.

This is more than an hour.

McGonagall did not find any information about the old dominator, but learned about the life of frankster.

This is indeed a cruel man. As an illegitimate son of the golden dragon clan and the ice dragon clan, the hybrid dragon, who is considered to be a low-level talent, was reborn again and again in despair, and slapped everyone in the face again and again. Finally, his hands were stained with countless blood, and he stepped on the ice throne.

If you take him as the leading role, you can write a wonderful story about the hot blooded Dragon King.

Moreover, more than ten years ago, frankster lived in the city of chaos for a period of time, but there is no detailed record in the data. At the beginning, he should have hidden his identity.

This one is actually quite interesting. More than ten years ago, frankster was the head of the ice dragon clan, and he was the real power controller, not the puppet of the Presbyterian Council.

Why should he hide his identity and come to the city of chaos?

"Dead or trapped? Or is it controlled? " MEG put all the information back in the box, frowning.

With the character of frankster, there is no possibility of him hiding somewhere.

"Unless... He's like me now? Seriously injured, too? " McGonagall suddenly thought of a possibility.

Along the way, frankster has made countless enemies, which is better than that of Alex. Even many people in the ice dragon clan want to kill them quickly.

There are too many people in the world who want him to die, even if they are weak, they are not allowed.

His wife and children all need his immortal will to protect them.

So even though he has been missing for three years, there is no news, the frost throne is still empty, and no one dares to directly target Elizabeth.

"It's really bald." McGonagall got up and scratched his head, still unable to find his thoughts.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations, the number of believers has exceeded 10000! Successful promotion to the top chef level

Just then, the sound of the system suddenly rang out in Meg's mind.

McGonagall's movements suddenly froze. He felt a magical force pouring in from his head. His spirit seemed to be sublimated at this moment. This kind of feeling was just like the top of his head.

"Is that the strength of a chef?" MEG clenched his fist slowly. After a while, he rolled his eyes and said, "why don't you feel anything?"

Although there is a sense of enlightenment, McGonagall does not feel that his strength has been any substantial improvement.

"Host, please feel it with your heart. The power of the chef is not simply the growth of power, but the performance in all aspects." The system sounds again.

"Is it faster to throw the pot?" McGonagall picked his eyebrows and didn't believe in the systematic nonsense.

"Upgrade reward issued: affinity + 1!" The system sounds again.

McGonagall felt cool on his head this time, and his slightly upturned open hairstyle was somehow suppressed, but he still didn't feel much.

"That's it?"

McGonagall's brows tightened, feeling cheated.

"Affinity is a kind of temperament. The host's body is also moistening and silent, which will not make the host's body appear some obvious changes in length." The system explains.

"It's better to make the place longer." McGonagall curled his mouth and felt cheated anyway.

"If you don't believe it, you can go out for two steps."

"It's no big deal to take two steps or two." McGonagall stepped downstairs, opened the door and went out, facing a young lady who was standing at the door of the restaurant and seemed to be reading the restaurant announcement. The door opened out with a gust of wind and a piece of skirt.