Chapter 1025: Braised mermaid

"Wow!"
Gina’s eyes lit up. Fiction.
The wonderful taste blooms in her mouth. She seems to have seen a brilliant rainbow. She is pulled from the sky, and the flying chopper cuts it into fine and beautiful particles, then stirs and jumps on the flame. Finally, She was eaten by her.
What a wonderful taste, even the tongue roots feel that kind of happiness.
The taste of various ingredients is spread in the mouth, constantly hitting the taste buds, and the scent still fills the mouth after swallowing.
Gina feels that she has opened a door to a new world. Compared with this delicious fried rice, the fresh fish is not worth mentioning.

It’s so delicious!

Gina is a adoring look at Meg, showing a smile like a flower-like smile. In this world, some people can make such delicious food, and only the talents of God can do it.
"Then eat more, not enough for you to do it again." Meg smiled. For the strangers, his heart was a little more compassionate, especially in the case of speechlessness. The feeling may be deeper than him.
Gina understood the gesture of McGonagall, nodded cleverly, holding a spoon to continue eating fried rice, and a happy smile on her face.
Soon, a plate of Yangzhou fried rice was eaten.
Meg reached out and stopped Gina, who was ready to pick up the plate, let her wait a moment, and went into the kitchen to make another fried rice for her.
After eating two Yangzhou fried rice, Kina’s face showed a satisfied smile, and she got up and thanked McGonagall.
Although she is the princess of Landister, since he was a child, he accepted the strict training of the high priest, so he did not enjoy the treatment of the princess, nor did he feel that he was a princess.
For the gods who saved themselves and let themselves eat such delicious food, according to the ancient teachings of Landist, she should have to be with her.
Gina is a well-behaved child, so she decided to follow the ancient training.
Of course, as a girl, this kind of thing can't be too anxious and obvious.
At least... wait until there are only two of them.
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After breakfast, Meg sent Amy to school, and the busy business hours began again.
Gina was so clever in the kitchen that she even helped to hand a plate or something, but most of the time was in the corner and the fish and shrimp were talking about the whispers that Meg did not understand.
After the morning business, McGonagall left the crowd and opened a dialect conference. The people tried the language and tone of many races and finally confirmed that they could not communicate with Gina.
Everyone left the restaurant.
"Is she like me, not from Nolan?" McGonagall looked at Gina, and there was some suspicion in his eyes. If he did not inherit Alex's memory, then his current level of communication and Gina should be almost the same.
Gina was also somewhat disappointed. She had something to say to McGonagall and wanted him to help Landist, but he didn't know how to express it.
The tribes are still waiting for her to go back on the dark sea, which makes her a little uneasy and anxious.
McGon looked at Gina, who bit her lip and looked worried. She said softly: "Don't worry, if you really come to me, I won't drive you away, there will always be a way."
Gina’s eyes on Meg, her heart settled a lot, suddenly felt a little dizzy, and quickly ran upstairs. Without water, she can only maintain the human form for three hours, and because yesterday Almost exhausted mental energy to maintain breathing, and now feel the lack of oxygen, you must immediately return to the water.
"Is there too little water?" McGonagall entered the kitchen and took a pack of sea salt and went upstairs.
I knocked on the bathroom door first, did not hear the response, hesitated, and McGonagall pushed the door and went inside.
On the side of the clothes rack is a set of neat sailor suits, and in the bathtub, Kina, who is wearing a water blue dead water, is lying quietly with her eyes closed. I don’t know why, this time has not changed. The form of the mermaid has entered a state of deep sleep.
"Sure enough," Meg's gaze stayed on Gina's body for a while, and nodded with satisfaction.
"Stop and stop... can't be addicted to dress-up games!" McGonagall forced his eyes away, and then used sea salt to adjust the water concentration in the bathtub to the right amount.
"The mermaid is raised in the bathtub, it is okay for two days, but it will not work for a long time. It is inconvenient to take a bath or go to the toilet." McGonagall looked at the comfortable Kina in the bathtub. Turning around and walking outside the door, he said in his heart: "System, how much is your big fish tank? The kind that can raise a mermaid."
"The host, the mermaid is to protect the animals, can not be privately raised, to be handed over to the country!"
"Cut, you are a baby fish."
"This system believes that the host as a kitchen pre-selection, seeing the first thought of the mermaid, should be thinking about how to make a braised mermaid, so that is the qualified kitchen thinking, if the host can make a delicious braised mermaid, this The system can provide enough ingredients to ensure pure wild mermaid."
"roll!"
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After some bargaining, McGonagall spent two thousand copper coins to buy a large aquarium with automatic water and cleaning function from the system. It is three meters long and two meters high. Even if Gina is in the mermaid state, it can be easily used in the fish tank. Rolling in.
Because the size of the aquarium is too large, McGonagall put it in the empty room next to the main bedroom on the second floor. After the store was expanded, the area of ​​the house has doubled, so there are two rooms, Meg, are ready for use. It came in handy.
Before figuring out why Gina was looking for him, he planned to take her for a while.
The language is unreasonable, and I can't live on land for a long time. Now let her go, it is tantamount to killing her.
This kind of thing, McGonagall can't do it.
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The food association building, the staff are busy.
The results of the latest issue of the food list will be officially released two days later. After a lapse of three months, the food list will be released again after a drastic reform.
This time, whether you can make a list that satisfied the diners will determine whether the food association can continue to be the gastronomic indicator of the city of chaos.
The vice president took a stack of paper and hurried into the president's office. Looking at the desk behind Robert, "The president, most of the judges have already finished the selection of the food list, and the three independent statistical groups have done it separately. Statistics, the preliminary selection results have come out, just this list..."
"What's wrong with the list?" Robert took the pile of statistical reports and looked at it. His face showed some accidents, and it was a somewhat reasonable expression.
"President, this list... need to be revised? It doesn't seem so good?" The vice president hesitated.