Chapter 2385

MEG went through the site, pointed out a few small problems, and then left the cave.

According to the current construction schedule, the scene can be built in three days.

As for the location, McGonagall has already thought about it. Just take a scene in the Warcraft forest. Even the mass actors are spared, and take Warcraft directly to count the villains.

Of course, in order to increase the visual effect and shock, McGonagall also plans to go to devil islands and Dragon Island to take some scenery.

McGonagall rode down the mountain on his bike, and met a group of rose mercenaries who were preparing to enter the mountain.

"Boss Mai, why are you here?" He was a little surprised.

Scott and Scrooge and others also say hello to MEG.

"There's a construction site here. Come and have a look." McGonagall stopped, looked at shiver in black leather and said with a smile, "are you going to go into the mountain for a mission?"

Shiver wondered what kind of construction site McGonagall had in the Warcraft mountains, but he replied, "yes, I've received a temporary mission and I'm going to try my luck in the mountains."

McGonagall looked at his watch. It was almost noon. Generally, mercenary regiments would not choose this time to enter the mountain. After the sun sets, the Warcraft mountain is in danger of death.

"Isn't it a little late to get into the mountains?" McGonagall looked at him and asked. He didn't want this woman to meet him because she was lucky last time, so he felt that the strength of the rose mercenary group was enough to roam the Warcraft mountains.

"Yes, so we just came here today to set up a few traps and prepare to go back to the city." Shiver nodded, feeling inexplicably familiar with the way McGonagall had just asked.

"Good luck. I'm going back to get ready for noon." Meg said goodbye with a smile and rode down the hill.

He was worried too much. He was an experienced mercenary. After what happened last time, he was not stupid enough to put the members in unnecessary danger.

"Boss Mai, these two wheeled cars are really good. When I get rich, I'll get one." Sidney looked at Meg's back and said enviously.

"Come on, monkey, you can't run on the tree with that thing." Scott laughs.

The crowd also laughed, and the air was full of joy.

He took his eyes away from McGonagall. His eyes became sharp and cautious. "Keep going. We have to hurry. We have to leave Warcraft mountain before sunset."

The members of the League also kept up without laughing.

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McGonagall returned to the dining room. There was a long line outside. In the kitchen, Phyllis and Camilla were working on the ingredients and preparing for the meal.

"Phyllis, is the bean curd ready?" McGonagall went upstairs to change his chef's clothes and asked as he washed his hands.

"Yes, the bean curd is ready, and the braised pork and braised chicken are stewed in the pot." Phyllis replied with a smile.

"Good, hard work." MEG nodded.

During this period of time, Phyllis has made great progress. After mastering the practice of bean curd, she has successively mastered braised pork and braised chicken, contracted most of the dishes that need to be prepared in advance, and reduced Meg's workload.

"The vegetables are cut, too." Camilla murmured to one side.

MEG looked at the neat list of ingredients and said with a smile, "you've worked hard, too."

"Call it a day." Camilla put away her finger knife and went to the kitchen door. When she came to Meg, she said, "come to see me in the woods west of the square after business this evening."

"Isn't that good?" MEG browed and looked at Camilla.

Camilla has been wrong and has not given him a chance to refuse.

Lonely men and few women, meet the woods in the middle of the night.

emmm……

MEG decided to go to the party alone tonight to see what she was up to.

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At the end of business at noon, MEG took abelmia to the hope school.

Today is Friday, and his kitchen god advanced class is arranged in the afternoon.

The list of 32 people's Congress has not changed for the time being. Although the children in the class have good and bad talents, they all show great enthusiasm for learning cooking skills, which makes MEG quite happy.

"Miss McGonagall." As soon as McGonagall arrived at the training building, a half year old boy stood up from the next step and came forward with an excited face.

"Why is Beck here so early again?" MEG looked at the boy in front of him and said with a smile.

"Because of the slow learning, I want to practice earlier." Beck's honest smile, a little embarrassed.

"Come in." MEG smiles, pushes the door open and leads Beck into the hall.

It will be half an hour before class. McGonagall will arrive early to prepare for the class.

Baker is the first one to wait for him outside the training center every time, and he is the last one to leave after class, so that he can practice a little more.

The child's talent is medium, not top, not bad.

However, there is a gap between him and his classmates in stature and physical strength. Fortunately, he is diligent enough to keep up with the progress of the course.

"The old rule is that you should contact yourself on the premise that you don't hurt yourself." MEG and Beck spoke and went upstairs alone.

"All right." Beck quickly agreed and went straight to his own kitchen.

In the training center, everything is the best. There are extremely sharp kitchen knives, powerful stoves, and unlimited food materials for practicing knife work.

The second child to come to the training center is Farah.

Mia opened the door for her.

"Sister MIA." Farah and Mia said hello, with a touch of closeness in their tone.

Mia is full of doting looking at Farah, smiling and pinching Farah's head, said: "Farah's hair is very beautiful today, but there's a little problem with the angle. My sister will adjust it for you."

Farah stepped forward cleverly, bowed her head slightly, and let MIA help her to tie her hair again.

The little girl who likes to cover her ears and most of her eyes with her short hair, tied up her hair with Mia's encouragement, revealing her ears and her clean and beautiful face.

"Well, it's lovely." Mia pinched Farah's soft ear and said with a smile.

Farah blushed and whispered, "thank you, sister MIA."

"Are you going to practice cooking or read a book today?" Mia asked.

"Read a book." Farah is not thinking about the ropeway.

"Go ahead, Mr. McGonagall is on the second floor. Just ask him for any book you want to read. Go to my office and read it." Mia nodded with a smile.

"Well." Farah showed a smile on his face, looked at Beck who was seriously practicing his knife work, and went upstairs with ease.