Chapter 818 System, Let Me Out Quickly!

Mag smiled and nodded, looking at the smile on Michael's face, he seemed to see Amy's grown-up self, no matter whether she had grown up or not, she was always a child in his heart.

Michael received all the elves and announced on the spot that they were welcome to join the Chaos City, and the City Lord's Mansion would help them live in the Chaos City.

All the elves wept with joy and bowed to Michael and McGonagall to thank them.

Looking at the tears on the faces of those children, Mag felt a little heavy. All he could do was arrange for these children to live here. I don't know how many elves are experiencing the pain of parting from their relatives.

However, with Michael's promise, more and more elves should come to Chaos City to seek refuge in the future, so that this kind of tragedy will be reduced.

Mag followed the staff of the City Lord's Mansion to send all the elves to their residences. It was already twelve o'clock when they came out of the City Lord's Mansion. Michael specially sent someone to drive him back to the restaurant.

After getting out of the carriage and thanking the driver, Mag walked towards the dining room. There was still a small light for him in the dining room. He took off the notice on the door and opened the door quietly to enter. There was no one on the first floor.

After locking the door behind her, Mag went upstairs lightly and pushed open the half-hidden door. Amy and Anna were sleeping on the small bed, while Sally was lying on the big bed, already asleep.

Looking at the relaxed and comfortable smile on Sally's face in her sleep, Mag smiled and shook her head. It seems that this trip really exhausted her energy, otherwise she wouldn't have fallen asleep in his bed.

Looking down the slender thighs in flesh-colored stockings, Mag's eyes fixed on the pair of black leather shoes on Sally's feet. It seemed that she just wanted to take a nap, but seeing her sound asleep , Mag couldn't bear to wake her up again, he stood by the bed and hesitated for a long time, before reaching out his hand towards the slender and straight calf.

Ten minutes later, Mag took a long breath and straightened up from the bed, his legs were a little weak.

It turned out that it was not an easy task to help the woman take off her shoes without disturbing her.

Looking at the warm shoes in his hands, Mag shook his head helplessly. This was the first time he had done such a thing.

Although Sally didn't wake up, she seemed to feel that her feet were no longer restrained, she turned over comfortably, and then retracted her feet from the bed, curled her body slightly, her tight cheongsam He and his long legs looked a little charming under the dim warm light.

"Don't catch a cold." Mag pulled the quilt over her body unmoved,

He walked to the side of the small bed and tucked the quilts for the two little guys. He stood by the bed and looked at it for a while, then smiled and took the pajamas and a set of chef clothes from the closet, and went out lightly.

After washing up, Mag went downstairs, and after haggling with the system, bought a set of quilts, nestled on the recliner behind the counter, and prepared to spend the night.

"There hasn't been a new dish for a while, it's time to learn about stinky tofu." Mag looked at the golden one in the corner of his mind, hesitated for a while, but still didn't order it, and asked in his heart: "System, Can I buy a gas mask in the trial space? I can’t stand the smell of stinky tofu from a distance, let alone do it at close range, and it may require countless repetitions. It stinks!"

"The trial space is not a real entity, so you can't bring a gas mask into it. Moreover, as a chef, accurately grasping the ingredients and the taste of food is the most basic ability. If you can't even do this, you can never become a chef. A qualified chef."

"Moreover, the smell of stinky tofu is also an important indicator to measure whether the stinky tofu is high-quality. The host needs to have a deep understanding of the difference between the smell of stinky tofu in various degrees in order to be able to make perfect stinky tofu. This is what you passed by back then. The original words written on Weibo behind a stinky tofu stall."

The system sounded with a gloating sound.

"I..." Mag opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say for a moment. Is this nonsense his original words? That must have been written in a fit of rage when passing by a stinky tofu stall, why did the system guy take it seriously!

"Then I won't learn it!" Mag rolled his eyes and said somewhat bachelorly.

"If the host chooses not to learn how to make stinky tofu, and fails to make stinky tofu, this system will conclude that the host's path to becoming a master chef has ended due to personal reasons."

The sound of the system became a little stiff.

"What happens when it ends?"

"After the termination, the host will be erased from this world, and because the host has died in the original world, the host will disappear completely."

"Damn!" Mag raised his eyebrows, and directly clicked on the golden experience package. Countless information poured into his mind, making him lose his mind for a moment, and then he had a master-level stinky tofu in his mind. Make experience.

"It turns out that stinky tofu is not stewed with feces." Mag muttered in surprise, and then continued to digest that experience.

"Just watching this process, you can feel the terrible smell..." Mag looked hopeless, got up and went to the kitchen to pour a glass of ice water and drank it, then went back to the recliner and wrapped up the small quilt, closed Closing his eyes, he pushed open the door of the God of Cooking Proving Ground.

Compared with tofu nao, making stinky tofu has an extremely cumbersome process. There are several processes in the brine alone, and it still takes three days to wait for success after the system is optimized.

The production of tofu is the easiest for Mag. With the experience of tofu brain, it is just a few steps that are slightly changed, and there will be no problem if you practice a few more times.

The time of the God of Cooking Proving Ground accelerated, and the brine that Mag made according to the recipe was ready soon. She leaned back, stretched out her hand and lifted the lid with a face of reluctance.

Mag already had some expectations in his heart, but when the horrible stench hit his face, he realized that he still underestimated the stench by a large margin. He jumped back two meters in one step and hit the wall behind him directly. The lid of the pot in his hand also flew out, and slammed into the wall with a bang.

It was an indescribable stink, even if the toilet exploded in front of it, it could only bow down, as if it had merged all the stinks in the world, and then exploded in an instant.

"Damn!!! System, let me out quickly! I'm no longer a master chef!!!"

McGonagall held her nose, slapped the wall and shouted, her face turned blue.

"Once you enter the God of Cooking Proving Ground, unless you successfully learn the dishes, or the three hundred and sixty-five days are over, you cannot leave halfway." The calm voice of the system sounded.

"Grass!!!"

Mag's face gradually turned red due to lack of oxygen. Finally, he couldn't help taking a breath, his face turned pale, and he passed out directly.

I don't know how long it took, Mag got up from the ground with a look of lovelessness, walked to the pot of brine like a zombie, looked at the black thing in the pot, his eyes showed a fierce look, picked up the spoon on the side to scoop He swiped the marinade and poured it down with his mouth open.

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