This month's food review will be sent directly back to Luodu, anyway, I can't find such a food that can surprise me in Luodu, so it is better to stay in the city of chaos, maybe Boss Namai will also research some new vegetarian dishes. ”

Dyric carefully folded the two pages, wrapped them in a layer of oilcloth paper, stuffed them into a sealed bamboo tube, and went out to a shipping office to send the things.

This method of using birds to transport items is not cheap, but it is not difficult for Darick to accept, after all, one column per month can get him a good remuneration.

"I wonder how readers will react to this food review? It's really exciting. Coming out of the consignment, Darik looked at a bird flying out of the consignment and a smile appeared on his face.

"Do you want to continue to eat fish-flavored eggplant at night? Anyway, there's nothing to eat, so let's continue to eat fish-flavored eggplant......"

Fish-flavored eggplant is really a dish with magical powers.

……

"Big brother, are we really going to find that guy to make a roast chicken?" In a courtyard north of the city, Eugene asked as he looked at Fulben while bleeding the chicken in his hand.

"Since we have already gone down yesterday, we must be going, otherwise those who don't know will think we are afraid." Fubinn said with a smile.

"Who's afraid! We won't be afraid! Our craft has been passed down from our ancestors, and no one in the entire tribe can make a roast chicken that can compare to ours, and those who eat our roast chicken say that it is good. That guy must have seen that our business was good, and he was not convinced, so he deliberately came to find fault, and when the time came, we will go to his restaurant to compare with him, and let him know who is the real king of roast chicken! Eugene said proudly.

Fu Binen also advised: "Biguibi, you are not allowed to cause trouble at that time, we have finally gained a foothold in this chaotic city, we have a fixed stall and a small courtyard, if you don't want to go back to hunting, then follow the rules here." ”

"Got it." Eugene waved his hand disappreciatively and continued to kill chickens.

……

"This ...... Was it the new sea that Mr. McGonagall built for me? After sleeping for three hours, Gina woke up and was taken by McGonagall to the next room, looking at the large fish tank that was two meters high, three meters long and two meters wide, her eyes were full of surprise and emotion.

"This is your place for now." McGonagall was pleased with Gina's expression.

"Thank you, Mr. McGonagall." Gina jumped up and hugged McGonagall, her feet wrapped around her.

"You're a mermaid, not an octopus, okay!" McGonagall finally broke the emotional Gina off her body, and couldn't help but complain in her heart.

Gina didn't care about McGonagall's mood, picked up her clothes, climbed the ladder directly, jumped into the big fish tank, and swam happily.

It's a fish tank, but it's actually a small pool.

McGonagall stood outside and looked at Gina, who was moving up and down like a fish in the transparent glass, and compared to her somewhat clumsy movements on land, she did belong to the sea.

"Mr. McGonagall, would you like to come along?" Gina leaned in front of the glass and beckoned to McGonagall.

"I can't stand it, I can't stand it." McGonagall shook her head and turned away.

"Does Mr. McGonagall dislike me?" Gina watched McGonagall disappear into the doorway, feeling a little lost.

No one had ever told her what love was, and in eighteen years of life, saving Landiste was her only mission.

But she knew that in return, since Mr. McGonagall had saved her, and would save Lantiste in the future, she was willing to give everything to him.

……

Gina's arrival still had some impact on the restaurant, because of the language barrier, so McGonagall did not let her participate in the daily operation of the restaurant, but let her move freely, but Ji Na herself would take the initiative to help with some simple things.

She loves children and all kinds of aquatic products, and can always easily play with them, even if she doesn't understand the language at all.

This was a bit of a surprise to McGonagall, and looking at Gina having fun playing with Amy, this may also be a talent.

However, Gina still spends three hours outside the fish tank, and when the time comes, she must return to the fish tank to rest for a while, but as her mana recovers, the rest time begins to gradually shorten, and sometimes she just needs to go back and replenish the water.

……

The day was over, and McGonagall was alone in the kitchen late at night.

"The results of the food ranking will be announced tomorrow, and I don't know if I can get the first place on the whole list." McGonagall muttered to herself as she smeared mud on the lotus leaves.

The task of dominating the list of the system is really a bit of a trick, and the return of the food ranking is to restore credibility.

If you let McMie's dominate the list, it will look ...... It doesn't seem to have much credibility.

Although McGonagall thinks that President Robert is a good person, as the number one, if there is a restaurant that dominates all the category lists, she will definitely try to balance the rules of the game, otherwise the list will indeed look a little awkward.

As it turned out, McGonagall was left to her fate.

McGonagall can't control the outcome of the leaderboard, but there is another thing that McGonagall must solve tomorrow in addition to the leaderboard release.

The duel with the Chicken Orc brothers was not McGonagall's intention, but the system task had been released, and he could only reluctantly accept it.

If she had only defeated them, McGonagall felt that she could make a roast chicken that tasted better than her orc brother by throwing it in the microwave.

But the requirement of the system is to make the perfect called chicken, which is more exquisite, and in the past three days, he has spent almost all his free time studying how to make delicious called chicken, using the recipe and that experience to the extreme, and still repeatedly defeated.

After lulling Amy to sleep, McGonagall quietly went downstairs and began to make a chicken.

The ingredients are provided by the system, not to mention that the three yellow chickens are systematically raised in the Angolo Canyon, the holy land of forest trolls, and this yellow mud alone is taken from a depth of thousands of meters under the Tatari Desert.

The Tatari Desert is the most extensive desert in the Nolan Continent, with almost zero annual precipitation, and is extremely arid, even the monsters cannot survive there, and is known as the land of death.

But no one could have imagined that under the desert, there was a yellow mud that was more delicate than Yixing clay.

And this is enough to make the pottery clay that the famous potters compete for, and the system actually provides McGonagall as an outsourced yellow clay called a chicken.

To this, McGonagall just wanted to say: just right.

The yellow clay was evenly wrapped around the lotus leaves, and then carefully placed by McGonagall in the heated oven.

The improved oven has reduced the cooking time from four hours to half an hour.

McGonagall washed her hands, set an alarm, and sat quietly waiting.

This is the last chance, and if it fails, the time for this mission will be up, which means the mission is over.

"Jingle bell!"

As the alarm went off, McGonagall turned it off, got up and walked towards the oven, carefully removing the reddish chicken from the oven with a spatula.

"Mr. McGonagall, what are you doing?"

At that moment, Gina appeared at the kitchen door rubbing her eyes, looked at McGonagall and asked with some confusion.

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