Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

Chapter 681

"Young master, you shouldn't go back this time." At the back door of the Elven embassy, yinggewei looks at the beautiful girl on horseback and looks worried.

"Isn't master bloom still in the Embassy?" Bloom looked at ingway with a smile and said with some ease, "I just go back. I don't have to do anything. Maybe I can't meet them. You don't have to worry."

"Young master, if your identity is exposed, not only those villains can't spare you, but also many people in the Elves will want your life, which is extremely unfavorable to our family of babili." Ingroway's face was still full of sorrow.

"Don't worry. Even if I die, I won't affect my family. I'll leave." Bluer raised his hand, caught his horse's belly, and the horse rushed out.

"Alas."

Ingway stood at the door for a long time and sighed.

"If I were 300 years younger, maybe I would go with the third young master today..."

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It's common for McGonagall to be praised for making delicious food, but few people can appreciate and praise his cooking style.

So, Anna little Laurie looked at him with adoration on one side. Between her eyes and words, she did not hide her adoration for him, which made him feel like he was floating. Even the kitchen knife in her hand was a lot lighter.

Take back the kitchen knife, a big round potato, which will have become a pile of rice sized potatoes, each one is very uniform.

"During this period, Anna practiced how to cut a potato into potato granules. When she was able to make each potato the same size, the first stage of knife work was almost the same." Meg said, looking at Amy with a look of adoration.

"Well, OK." Anna nodded cleverly, took out a small Chinese kitchen knife from the box, pressed the round potato with her small hand, and then carefully put the knife close to the past. As soon as she exerted her strength, the potato ran away from her small hand and rolled into the sink.

"Oh

Anna was stunned for a moment. She quickly got down from the stool, pointed her toes, picked up the potato, pressed it on the cutting board, and continued to try to slice it.

McGonagall stood and watched for a while, without mentioning anything or going forward to teach. For a novice child, it would be better to give her some time to explore by herself, so as not to make the process too boring.

Moreover, the little guy's strength and practical ability are beyond his expectation. When the average human child was four or five years old, it was very difficult to hold the knife, but Anna was quite relaxed holding the knife, and she did a good job in cutting vegetables, but she was still trying to find the right way.

"The experience of traveling abroad for a long time, as well as the body bonus of elves, at this level, it should be no problem to learn some simple dishes." McGonagall nodded with satisfaction, took back his eyes, and began to prepare the ingredients needed for the evening's business. This afternoon he asked for leave, and the guests probably felt a lot of resentment.

For more than two hours, MEG was preparing the food. Anna was standing on the stool and cutting potatoes all the time. A pile of hill like potato granules had been piled up in the big plate beside her, with different sizes. However, from the bottom to the top, we can see that these potato granules are gradually becoming uniform. Although there are some differences in shape, the progress is quite obvious.

"Anna is so powerful. She has been cutting all afternoon, and she still insists on cutting." Abelmia stood at the kitchen door and said with admiration.

"Yes, if it were me, it would be the end of a potato." Barbara nodded, too. There seemed to be a lot of energy in this little guy's little body.

Sally's face is a happy smile, the boss is a kind person, if Anna can always learn to cook with him, she will become an excellent cook in the future, and live in the city of chaos, after having a recognized identity, there is no need to worry about being caught back.

MEG took a look at the pile of potatoes and nodded slightly. She was ashamed to say that Anna's current level has far exceeded his previous level of cutting vegetables. The so-called talent is probably like this.

"Father, I'm back!"

There was a knock on the door and Amy's voice from the outside. The ugly duckling lying on the counter suddenly opened his eyes, slipped down the foot of the counter and ran towards the door. Abelmia opened the door. Amy jumped in and just kicked the ugly duckling up excitedly.

"Meow ~"

The ugly duckling rolled back two times, sat down on the ground, and looked up at Amy.

"Be careful next time, ugly duckling." Amy gave a warning to the duckling, said hello to abelmia, and continued to hop towards the kitchen.

"Why? Anna little sister? Why are you here? "

Amy went to the door and looked at Anna with a look of surprise. Her eyes fell on her apron and the kitchen knife in her hand. Her expression was even more surprised.

"This... Xiaomi, Anna, she is..." McGonagall looked at Amy and thought about how to explain it. He was a little worried that Amy would have some bad emotions because he taught Anna to cook. After all, for her, his family is the only one.

"Oh! I know. Anna must have come to learn how to cook with her father! Is that right? " Before McGonagall could finish, Amy asked with a smile.

"Mm-hmm, Amy, from today on, I'm going to learn how to cook with Uncle McGonagall. I'll cook for you after I learn." Anna turned and looked at Amy, her face full of serious nods.

"Yes, yes! In this way, not only my father can make delicious food for me, but also Anna's little sister can make delicious food for me. It's so happy Amy nodded happily and hopped into the kitchen, looking curiously at the potatoes and all kinds of knives in front of Anna.

McGonagall picked his eyebrows. It seems that he thought too much about it. The friendship between the two little guys has improved by leaps and bounds during this period. He doesn't care about it at all.

"Amy, would you like to learn how to cook with me? Cooking is fun. " Anna asked, looking at Amy who was full of curiosity.

McGonagall also looked at Amy. Of course, he also thought about it. But all along, Amy was more interested in eating than cooking. So he didn't mention it much. It's best to let children do what they like.

"I think that you and your father cook. If I do the same, no one will be responsible for eating. It's wrong to waste it. So I decided that I would not learn how to cook and I will be responsible for eating." Amy shook her head firmly.

"That seems to be right." Anna thought and nodded.