Chapter 1063 Why Is Mr. McGonagall so Happy?

"In view of the fact that the host has completed the system tasks seriously and perfectly, and has a good attitude, this God of Cooking advanced lottery will open the high-level recipe library, and the host will have a certain chance to draw high-level dishes!"

"There are two chances to draw, the host please prepare to draw!"

The sound of the system sounded, and the names of dishes flashed on the big red turntable, but unlike before, there were fixed dish names on each grid, which looked rather strange.

"High-end dishes? What's that?" Mag couldn't help asking curiously. This was the first time he had heard of this statement. Could it be that the recipes given to him by the system could only be considered low-level?

"There is no distinction between high and low food, but in this world, there is a distinction between high and low effects that can be brought to the eater."

"Yangzhou fried rice has a certain refreshing and recovery effect, the effect is similar to the recovery potion, and the effect is low-level."

"Tofu brain has the effect of beautifying and removing scars. For women, it is like giving new life. The effect is intermediate."

"The beggar chicken has a certain chance to endow seafood with the ability to breathe on land, and the effect can be advanced. However, because the audience is small and there are certain coincidences, it can only be considered intermediate after synthesis."

"And those delicacies that have left a strong mark in the history of cuisine and can have a strong effect on most eaters are called high-end dishes."

The system responded.

"There is still this kind of operation? Could this be the legendary Banlangen?" Mag raised his eyebrows thoughtfully.

The grading of the system is very simple. It is to classify the dishes according to the effect of consumption. The more advanced the function, the higher the level. It is clear and clear.

However, this classification actually varies from person to person. For example, Roujiamo should be a high-level existence for the Burning Legion, while ordinary people will only increase some vitality and blood after eating it, and the reaction is not that great.

High-end dishes that have a strong effect on everyone are really exciting.

Mag had a look of anticipation on his face, rubbed his hands, and was about to turn on the big turntable.

"The host doesn't need to be too excited, this time only a small number of high-level dishes are released, and the host's chance of winning the high-level menu is 3‰."

The system quickly poured a bucket of cold water over.

"Damn." Mag suddenly regained consciousness, thought for a while, and then asked: "System, what are the chances of thanking you for your patronage?"

"30%"

"System, shall I knock in! Knock in!"

"Bounce! Bounce!"

Mag rubbed the center of his brows, the chance of thanking you for your patronage is a hundred times higher than getting a high-level recipe, this is so fucking desperate!

After taking two deep breaths and calming down, Mag looked at the big turntable and touched the start button consciously.

The red turntable spun crazily, and the words in the spaces on the turntable flickered crazily.

"What could it be."

Mag watched nervously.

The speed of the turntable gradually slowed down, and the writing on the turntable gradually became clearer, with the names of dishes appearing on the turntable.

Potted tenderloin, big plate chicken, donkey meat on fire, pork stewed vermicelli...

Mag just watched and couldn't help swallowing.

What a familiar name of the dish, each dish makes people salivate just thinking about it.

However, the blank space between them also made him a little scared. There are too many blank spaces. If it falls on the blank space, then the hard-working tasks before will be in vain!

Under Mag's strong gaze, the turntable slowly stopped.

"Fried dough sticks and soy milk set???"

Mag blinked, and after making sure he read it correctly, he tentatively asked, "System, is this an advanced recipe? This is the first time I've seen a set menu."

"no."

The system responded calmly.

"Soya-bean milk fritters, I'm really a non-chief." Mag sighed, looking at the other recipes on the turntable, feeling a little complicated.

No matter how you look at it, this soy milk and fried dough stick set meal is also the simplest and lowest-level recipe on the turntable.

And he doesn't really like fried dough sticks very much. The oil used repeatedly seems to him to be unclean and tastes greasy.

It burns your mouth when it is just out of the pot, but after a while it gets cold and you can't bite it.

But if you use it to heat a hot pot, you can eat a few.

The fritters are scalded casually in the tumbling hot pot, and then picked up immediately, the taste is not bad.

He likes soy milk, but only freshly ground.

"System, what's the effect of this soy milk fritters?" Mag asked unwillingly.

"The host please explore by himself." The system responded coldly.

"Okay, let's fill in the gaps in breakfast. It's really strange to let people eat fried rice for breakfast every day, and the fried dough sticks and soy milk produced by the system should be different." Mag comforted himself in his heart, although he didn't get high-end dishes. Some grudges, but it's not bad if I don't get a thank you for your patronage.

"There is one last chance. If you can't rely on krypton gold to solve the problem, it really becomes exciting." McGonagall took a breath and clicked the start button again.

The turntable rotated crazily, and the names of dishes flashed past, making people dazzled.

Mag clenched his fists subconsciously, held his breath and looked at the turntable.

The speed of the turntable gradually slows down and finally stops.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for winning the high-level recipe: Buddha Jumps Over the Wall!"

"Fuck!"

Mag sat up all of a sudden, looking at the golden recipe in his mind with the words "Buddha Jumps Over the Wall". Compared with the usual golden light, there was a tinge of red in this light, making it look even more eye-catching.

"System, is this Buddha Jumping Over the Wall really an advanced recipe?" Mag blinked and asked with some uncertainty.

Although his luck has always been good, but after all, it is a 3‰ chance. When he really wins, it feels unreal.

"Buddha Tiaoqiang, also known as Mantanxiang and Fushouquan, is a famous local dish in Fuzhou, Fujian Province. It was developed by Zheng Chunfa, the owner of Juchunyuan restaurant in Fuzhou during the Daoguang period of the Qing Dynasty."

"As one of the representative famous dishes in Fujian cuisine, the deliciousness of Buddha Tiaoqiang is widely recognized, and it has a very high status in soup."

"Because of the rich high-end ingredients used in cooking, the characteristics of various ingredients are perfectly reconciled, and a delicacy with delicious and high nutritional value has been achieved!"

"Therefore, Buddha Jumping Over the Wall is a high-end dish, and it deserves its name."

The system is carefully introduced.

"Very good, I'm very satisfied." Mag's face was already full of smiles. He had eaten Buddha Jump over the Wall before, but at that time he only thought it was average, probably not late.

But now the system gave him a recipe, and it was modified by the otherworldly demon. It can be regarded as a high-end dish by him, and the taste will definitely not be bad.

Of course, what he was more curious about was the special effect of the Buddha Jumping Wall, which was listed as a high-end dish.

"Why is Mr. McGonagall so happy?"

At this moment, a voice sounded behind Mag.

. Miaoshuwu