Chapter 1968 Your Hot Sauce

When Mag returned to Chaos City, it was already dark, so Ah Zi went back to the nest by herself at the textile factory, and Mag, who had changed into clothes, came out of the alley pushing his bicycle, and ran into him carrying two pottery. Auntie of the can.

"Mr. McGonagall!" The aunt said in surprise when she saw McGonagall froze for a moment.

Mag fixed her eyes, looked at Rebecca who was wearing a hot pot restaurant employee uniform, and asked in surprise, "Mrs. Rebecca, why are you here?"

"The child has no appetite these two days, so I went to East Second Street and bought her two cans of hot sauce from Aunt Tao's house. The animal is waiting for customers at the door, it is said that it is called a penguin." Rebecca said with a smile, and raised the two cans of hot sauce in her hand.

"That's it, that's pretty good." Mag looked at the super-large jar of hot sauce in her hand, but she didn't expect that there were people in Chaos City who made hot sauce.

"By the way, you can take a can back home. Amy must also like to eat this. Last time she came to my house, she ate three bowls of rice with this hot sauce." Rebecca put one of the cans of hot sauce in Mag's In the bicycle basket, she looked at Mag with a smile: "Jessica also said that she wanted to visit Amy for two days. I'm busy with work these days, so I didn't have time to take her there."

Three bowls are not enough for others, and three bowls for Amy is not enough, so McGonagall thinks what Rebecca said should be true.

Excluding the fact that Amy was very hungry at the time, this hot sauce should be good.

Mag hasn't eaten simple hot sauce for a long time, and he didn't want to refuse Rebecca's kindness, so he smiled and said: "Okay, thank you. You can bring Jessica over when you go to work tomorrow, Ai Mi hasn't been to class for the last few days and can let the children play together."

"Okay, then go slowly, I have to go back and cook for the children." Rebecca nodded with a smile.

"Okay." Mag turned on the bicycle, said goodbye to Rebecca, and then rode away.

When Mag returned to the restaurant, the two little guys were playing hopscotch at the door of the restaurant, and the ugly duckling squatted aside, looking at them eagerly.

Xixi was sitting in front of the magic potion shop knitting a sweater, with a heater at his feet, looking up at the two children from time to time, and seeing Boss Mai coming back by bike, he put down the little sweater in his hand and said, "Boss Mai, you can be counted. Come back, the two children have been waiting for a day."

"I went out to look for ingredients today, I walked a little far, and I came back late." Mag was a little embarrassed.

"The children have had lunch, but they have to wait for you to come back to eat dinner together. You should hurry up and cook something for them." Xixi glanced at the clay pot and a big fat duck in Mag's bicycle basket and said.

"Thanks, I'll trouble you to cook for the two children." Mag thanked.

"Father, you are back!" Amy also found Mag, and immediately rushed over and jumped into Mag's arms.

"Are you hungry?" Mag hugged Amy, looked at her a little dotingly and smiled.

"Yeah, I'm hungry." Amy nodded honestly, her stomach growling in cooperation. I glanced at the big fat goose in the basket of the car, and my eyes lit up, "Can I have roast goose tonight?!"

"Yes, father will cook roast goose for you tonight." Mag nodded with a smile, looked at Annie who also came forward with a smile on her face, reached out and touched her head, "Our Annie is hungry too, let's go Come on, let me cook for you."

Annie nodded, her eyes narrowed in a smile, like a crescent moon.

Mag opened the door and went in, already thinking that he would give Amy and Annie two bunches of keys later, so that even if he was not at home, the two children could go home by themselves without having to wait pitifully outside.

"System, you are very unintelligent at this point." Mag criticized in his heart.

"This system has no obligation to take care of the host's children, nor does it have the authority to open the door." The system retorted.

"Father, why have you and your mother been out all day? Did you go on a secret date and forget about us?" Amy followed behind Mag, with her little hands behind her back, like a little adult Looking at Mag.

Annie also looked at Mag.

"Eh..." Mag was a little embarrassed. Today's incident was urgent, and he really forgot to go home and cook.

"That's not it, I've been looking for him for a day, and I was wondering who he went on a tryst with." At this moment, a somewhat teasing voice sounded, and Irina appeared in the restaurant, looking at Mai with a smile. grid.

"Is that really the case?" Amy looked at Mag, then at Irina.

"I..." Mag spread her hands, "This is really wronged by Dou E."

"Amusing the goose?" Amy blinked, pointing to the big fat goose in the basket with a bewildered expression, "Is it it?"

"No, it's a penguin." Mag smiled, seeing Irina's expression, there should be no major problems with the forest of the wind, so she parked the bicycle, "You guys sit and wait, I'll go wash and change Clothes, and then I’ll come down and cook for you.”

"I'm going to wash up too." Irina walked towards the stairs.

"Together?" Mag subconsciously answered.

"I have a private bathroom in my room." Irina glanced at Mag, showed an incomprehensible smile, and then went upstairs directly.

"What does this smile mean?" Mag raised his eyebrows, and followed him upstairs.

Mag took a shower, and quickly changed into a chef's uniform and came downstairs.

When mentioning the big fat goose, Mag took out the bottle of hot sauce by the way, and said to Amy: "This is the hot sauce that Aunt Rebecca asked me to bring you. She said you like it, and Jessica will come tomorrow Looking for you to play."

"I like this hot sauce, it's super delicious." Amy stepped forward to hug the big jar of hot sauce, and said happily: "Great, I haven't played with Jessica for a long time."

Mag carried the fat goose into the kitchen. It was a hybrid of a black-eyed goose and a wild goose. It was only three months old, but it was very fat and tender. It was specially bred for roast goose. top grade goose.

Roast goose is different from roast duck, and this difference is reflected in the processing of ingredients, cooking methods, and eating methods.

Bleeding and killing the goose, plucking the feathers, cutting off the goose's feet and wing tips, taking out the internal organs from the tail, blowing air to separate the skin and flesh... McGonagall has already practiced muscle memory in the God of Cooking Proving Ground for each step.

It is an out-and-out skill to make a roast goose with excellent taste.

After putting the goose covered in syrup into the oven, Mag was a little relieved. It was the first time to cook a roast goose in a real kitchen. Whether he could present a roast goose in the most perfect condition, or let him A little nervous.

While waiting for the roast goose to mature, Mag made a few more dishes.

When the oven's notification sounded, Mag had already prepared a table of dishes.

Open the oven, take out the roasted golden-red goose, and the rich aroma spreads out.

"Gulu."

The three people standing at the kitchen door swallowed almost simultaneously.

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