Chapter 1100: Should the countess appreciate it together?

"Father, what is it in your pot? What is the new dish?"
Amy came back from school at noon, standing at the kitchen door and looking at the big pot with the lid full of curiosity.
Felice and Anna are also curious to look at McGonagall. From this morning, McGonagall has been keeping the lid on what he is cooking, and he has not seen him over the lid.
"This is a pot of soup, which is used to make a new dish. If you have a new dish, you can eat it at night." McGonagall said with a smile.
This process of Buddha's jump on the wall is cumbersome. If you want to make a pure and delicious Buddha jump wall, you can't be vague in every step.
And this is still in the system upgrade and improvement, plus the addition of some black technology kitchen utensils, he can make a pot of Buddha jump wall in one day, according to the normal process, it is impossible to make it in a few days.
"Is it done with shark fins brought back yesterday?" Amy asked again.
"Yes, but that's just one of the ingredients." McGonagall nodded, glanced at the watch, turned off the fire, opened the lid and licked it, and the soup was ready.
Then he took out the shark's fin and the fish's lips that were dried overnight in the night and put it in the steamer.
The ingredients need to be treated the same.

Did you learn interesting magic from the teacher today?
McGonagall put the ingredients in the house and looked back at Amy and asked with a smile.
"Yes, ah, Master Ulyan taught me to transfer magic." Amy nodded and touched the magic wand and turned it into a magic wand, then drew a circle on the ground, along with an ice. The blue light rose, and a chill came out, and the light flashed, and Amy disappeared.
"Where does Amy go?" Anna blinked and looked at a little bit of ice on the floor.
The ice blue light lit up again in the spot, the light converges, Amy appears in the same place, holding a music box in his hand, and smiles and says: "Look, in this case, I don't have to climb the stairs when I go upstairs. Oh."
"pretty good."
McGonagall's mouth twitched. I don't know if Julian knew that he had painstakingly taught Amy's transmission magic, she just used to look up and down the floor.
"Amy is amazing!" Anna sighed with a small hand.
"Miss Anna, let's learn to dance. Yesterday I found a very interesting dance. One person will have a lot of hands, so I can see it." Amy shook her music box and looked at Anna.
"Really? Then I want to see it too." Anna’s eyes lit up and she immediately went out of the kitchen and followed Amy.
Mia, they have nothing to do now, and they all go forward.
Amy's music box has become an important entertainment item for everyone, and the beautiful elf in the crystal ball seems to never be tired, bringing melodious singing and wonderful dance.
Moreover, what makes them more concerned is that Amy said that in another half a month, the restaurant will hold a major festival called 'New Year'. According to the usual practice, it is necessary to perform programs. Everyone naturally wants to study hard. Something.
"A person's thousand hands Guanyin?" McGonagall glanced at the elf being performed and raised an eyebrow. This kind of thing can only be done in the fantasy world, but not everyone can perform.
"Father, this morning, the soy milk and fritters are delicious, Amy still wants to eat." Amy played for a while, and then went to the kitchen door and looked at Meg expecting.
"Amy wants to eat, then my father will give it to you tomorrow morning, because I have to do a lot of preparations, I can't eat it at noon today." McGonagall said with a smile.
"Well, then Amy will eat again tomorrow morning." Amy nodded, pinching the fat face of the ugly duckling who also looked out his head: "Don't look, I didn't have to eat, you certainly didn't have to eat."

"Hey~" The ugly duckling screamed with some grievances and shrank his head back.
"Well, come eat." McGonagall took the last dish out of the kitchen and looked at the girls who were squeezing into a bunch of little people watching the music box.
"Go to the hand first." McGonagall looked at Amy, who was going to sit in the chair.
"嗷~" Amy smacked a handful, moved the stool from the side to the kitchen floor, and unscrewed the faucet to wash his hands.
Everyone was seated and started eating.
"Father, I heard that the little friends who used to play together in the square have moved to their new homes. Can we go to them to play?" Amy just sat at the dinner table and asked Meg. .
"Of course, I can go, but during the day, Amy is going to learn magic. In the evening, my father wants to cook in the restaurant. I can't find time to come. I won't wait for the next rest day." McGon thought, it seems that the fund The movements there will still be very fast. If you let the children stay outside in the winter, I am afraid that many of them will not be able to survive this winter.
"Well, okay." Amy nodded, picking up a piece of chicken and putting it in a bowl of McGonagall. "My father is working hard, you have to eat more chicken."
"Amy also eats more fish, and eating fish will become smarter." McGonagall clipped a spicy grilled fish into Amy's bowl and said with a smile.
"It's not it. The big fish that can be caught are big fools." Amy looked at the grilled fish and shook her head seriously.
McGonagall: "???"
Amy put the fish in her mouth, chewed it and swallowed it, and smiled. "But the big idiot fish is delicious."
"Well, eat more." McGonagall gave her a large piece of fish, and he didn't know what to say.
After lunch, the restaurant ushered in a busy noon business hours.
In view of the fact that Felice may leave soon, Meg is also preparing to recruit another block that can take on the responsibility of preparing ingredients.
Although Miyazaki's knife is good, she has a busy restaurant and ice cream shop. She is very busy, and she can't bear to let her take care of the ingredients.
As for the others... it seems that it is not suitable at the moment.
At the end of the busy noon, McGonagall squatted on the open space at the entrance of the restaurant, preparing to basking in the warm sun of the winter.
But he just closed his eyes and a black shadow obscured the sun.
"Well?" McGonagall blinked and got a pair of round and full headlights.

Hey? The style is a bit familiar?
McGonagall stunned, then looked up, and the sneer, Countess Camilla was leaning over him.
"Good-looking?"
"This sun is really round..." McGonagall said.
"Oh, take a good look, you may not see the sun of tomorrow." Camilla's charming eyes glimpsed slightly, and the body moved closer to McGonagall, just like pressing him on a lounge chair. Said coldly.
"How come, the sun will rise tomorrow, but it may not be as round as it is today." McGonagall smiled, and he guessed the countess's intention.
"Are you afraid of dying?"
"Death, of course, is afraid of death, but is the countess dare to kill in the broad daylight?" Maggie smiled and took a piece of water-blue spar from his pocket. "What happened that day, I used the picture." Stone left a memorial, should the countess appreciate it together?"