Chapter 1322 Autobiography of God of Cooking

The noise next door didn't affect Mag and the others' mood of eating barbecue, but Mag was also a little amazed at the education method next door with iron rods and fists. Fortunately, the silly boy resisted the beating.

"Then...that neighbor, are you planning to open a restaurant?" After being urged a few times, Ivan still looked at Mag who was kebab with a cheeky face and asked.

"Yes, it will open tomorrow." Mag replied with a smile.

"Then...do you sell the grilled crayfish?" Ivan asked hesitantly.

Mag shook his head and said: "Grilled crayfish should not be sold anymore, but I open a lobster restaurant, and tomorrow I will introduce crayfish of various flavors. If you are interested, you can come and have a look tomorrow."

It seems that this neighbor has been captured by the grilled crayfish, and maybe it can also develop into the first customer of the restaurant, which is very important to the restaurant.

"That's it, okay, our family will definitely come to join us tomorrow." Ivan nodded, and then retracted his head.

"Is it really effective? You'll know if you try it tomorrow." Ivan looked at Jimina and said.

"Crayfish in various flavors..." Justin was already drooling.

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"Aww—"

At night, a cry was heard over the island of Shell.

"Here we come." Mag, who was reading a book in the study, heard the voice and got up to the balcony.

A black shadow circled in the air, quickly found Mag's aura, swooped towards the restaurant, hovered at a height of three meters from the restaurant, poked his head down, and rubbed Mag's face.

"Azi, you really know the way." Mag smiled and touched Azi's head. He told Azi the night before departure that he was going to Shell Island, but he didn't expect it to fly here by itself today. up.

"Little Ah Zi, why are you here?" Irina came out in her pajamas, looked at Ah Zi with a smile and asked.

Ah Zi swished her head back behind Mag, frantically showing affection to Irina through Mag.

"Come here, let me touch your head." Irina waved to it.

"Aww~"

Ah Zi looked at Mag for help.

Mag shrugged, what can he do, even if Irina wants to touch his head, he has to obediently stick the dog's head over.

"Woo~"

Ah Zi reluctantly stretched out her furry head in front of Irina.

"So soft and warm." Irina stretched out her hands and rubbed Ah Zi's head, with a happy smile on her face.

And Ah Zi rolled her eyes with a look of lovelessness.

"Little Azi, I want to rub the dog's head too, I want to rub it too!" Amy went upstairs at some point, looked at Azi's furry head, and said bouncingly.

"Come on, let's go together." Irina lifted Amy and gently placed it on Ah Zi's neck.

Amy hugged Ah Zi's neck, pressed her face against it, and said with a smile, "Little Ah Zi is so warm, like a big stove."

"Meow~"

The Ugly Duckling looked up at the huge purple griffin, his eyes were full of curiosity, and he looked back at his back. He couldn't help being a little disappointed that he couldn't grow two identical wings.

After Irina and Amy had had enough fun, they let go of Ah Zi's head.

Ah Zi lowered her head, stared at the ugly duckling, sniffed it with her nose, then stared at the pair of small wing-like fluff on its back for a while, and suddenly sneered.

"Meow!"

Feeling the humiliation, the ugly duckling let out a stern cry, but it was still childish.

AhZi laughed even wider, revealing two rows of sharp and white teeth.

"Meow meow meow~"

The ugly duckling shrugged, trying to let itself fly, but apart from the ridiculous posture, its body was still standing firmly on the ground.

"Ugly duckling, you are too fat, your wings can no longer let you fly." Amy knelt down, touched the pattern of the two small wings on the back of the ugly duckling, and said with a smile: "When will these wings grow?" Come out? I really like eating wing tips."

The Ugly Duckling and Ah Zi looked at Amy at the same time, with a bit of fear in their eyes.

"It's okay, I'm not going to eat you yet." Amy comforted.

The ugly duckling and Ah Zi backed away at the same time, which was even more terrifying.

"Go and play, don't go too far, don't be found, come to us at night, I'll prepare something delicious for you." Mag smiled and patted Ah Zi's head.

"Aww."

AhZi raised her head happily and let out a cry, then flapped her wings and left.

The Ugly Duckling looked up at Ah Zi's leaving figure, his eyes seemed a little envious.

"Let's go, we should go to bed too." Mag watched Azi go away, and then took Irina and the others downstairs to sleep.

Lying on the bed, Mag closed his eyes, calmed down quickly, and then pushed open the door of the God of Cooking Trial Field.

"Challenge, crayfish!"

"Please ask the host to complete the task of opening the back of 100 crayfish within 10 seconds, and ensure the integrity of the shrimp meat and the continuity of the knife edge! The countdown starts: 10, 9, 8"

As soon as Mag entered the God of Cooking trial ground, the sound of the system sounded, followed by crayfish flying all over the sky.

Mag, who was still in a daze, didn't even have time to pick up the kitchen knife, the crayfish was already hanging on his body, and two were crawling on his face, trying to pinch his ears with the big pliers, but he cut them off with a single knife up the pliers.

"Challenge failed!" The countdown ended, and the system sound followed.

"System, what the hell is this?" Mag swept away the crayfish hanging on his body, frowned, and said, isn't this playing with him?

"Opening the back of a crayfish is a very important step in crayfish cooking. How to open the back of a crayfish gracefully without harming the meat itself is a perfect example of the perfect combination of artistry and technology. The host wants to learn How to cook crayfish, you must first master the skill of back knife." The system replied.

"Then you at least let me practice first, I will be covered in prawns when I come up, who can stand it." McGonagall refused, and McGonagall agrees with increasing the speed of the back knife, which is related to whether he can be big Serve crayfish in bulk.

"The second round of challenges is about to start. Please prepare the host. Countdown: 10, 9, ..." The system ignored Mag's words, and the second round of crayfish struck again.

Mag immediately raised the kitchen knife, and successfully split 100 crayfish in half with his fast, accurate and ruthless knife technique.

"Challenge failed!"

"The third round of challenges begins!"

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"Challenge failed!"

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"Challenge failed!"

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"When the tip of the knife scratches the back of the shrimp, I can feel the position of each node on the shrimp shell, and I know what kind of force should be used to cut the shrimp shell at that position, but this process takes less than 0.1 seconds. I can't tell what actions I did during this process. All you can see is a crayfish that has been perfectly shelled.

Of course, you can't even imagine how many crayfish died under my knife in order to do all this. "—— Autobiography of God of Cooking.