Chapter 112: mission completed

Yabei Mia looked at the meat on the table, the expression was a bit tangled, the last experience brought by the meat folder, the aftertaste was like the kitten's claws scratching the heart, the delicious, and Yangzhou fried rice It’s totally different. If you can only eat one bite, it’s a pity.
"Mia sister, your little rabbit ran out." Amy pointed at the chest of the north of Mia.
Mia North stunned, looked down and looked red, and quickly turned around and buckled the button again. His face turned red and he turned his head and dared not look at McGonagall.
McGonagall has a calm face. What big waves haven't seen before, naturally I don't care about this kind of thing. Yabei Mia is still a little girl, and is a restaurant employee.
"Mia sister, can you not put your tail away? In this case, you can wait until you have finished eating the meat and then collect it. Anyway, we all think that the tail is very cute." Amy took a bite of fried rice. Suggestions.
"If you still want to eat, I think this is a good way." McGonagall nodded, only three of them in the restaurant.
Looking at Meg and Amy’s sincere eyes, I’m still hesitating, and nodded, raised the two chairs on the floor, picked up the meat clips on the table, and sighed. I took another big bite.
The delicious spread in the mouth, turned into a violent heat flow, and the tail of the North Asian Mia just recovered was suddenly smashed out, but with the first experience, this time, I stopped, no more The dragonfly was issued, and although the chest was slightly ups and downs, there was no more bursting.
The golden dragon's tail was quite cheerful after shaking. The two meat clips were finished in a short while. She looked at the empty bag in her hand, and put out the pink tongue and rubbed the red lips. It was still a little bit unfinished. feel.
"Mia sister, isn't it delicious?" Amy asked with a bit of pride.
"Well, the meat folder that Mai Boss made is super delicious." Yabei Mia nodded heartily. Before entering the restaurant, she never ate such delicious food. She even couldn't believe that there was such a thing in the world. Delicious food, "And, I feel that after eating, the power in the body seems to have increased, and it seems to have a special effect on me."
"You can eat a few more in the future." McGonagall showed a smile on his face. He also took a bite of meat in his hand. Now it’s a daily exaggeration from Amy’s, but this feeling Also very good.
After having lunch, I took a break and waited until the opening hours. Meg opened the door on time.
Although the transformation of the North Asia Mia is still uncontrolled, but as long as it is a minute or so, the tail can be taken back, so the impact on life is not great, she is not so worried.
And after she changed her body, her strength was raised again, and McGonagall was somewhat envied. The small body board seemed to have unlimited power. The kitchen and the restaurant did not feel that there were hundreds of trips back and forth between the kitchen and the restaurant. A little tired.
"Mae boss, Amy, goodbye." Packed up the restaurant at night, and Mia, who was preparing to wash the dishes, said with a smile, today's smile can be compared to the previous year, the original work is also It can be so pleasant.
"Mia sister sees you again." Amy waved her hand and was a little sleepy holding the ugly duckling.
"Be careful on the road." McGonagall said with a smile.
"Okay." Yabei Mia took a serious look and turned and went out.
McGonagall put the last few bowls in the cupboard, and there was personal help. It turned out to be a lot easier. Although I did a hard job for a day, I didn’t feel that it was better than cooking in the kitchen. To be tired.

Congratulations to the host, the sale of 1000 meat clips in ten days is completed, the tofu brain recipes have been unlocked, please host the cooking in the kitchen test room within 24 hours.
At this moment, the sound of the system sounded.
"I finally finished the task, it is really not easy." McGonagall looked at the golden experience package in his mind. It seems that he has to prepare for a few months in the kitchen trials this evening, sweet and salty. The taste can be said to be two dishes.
Holding the sleepy Amy and the ugly duckling upstairs, after washing, watching the two little guys fall asleep, McGonagall gently lie back to the bed, looking at the side of the time, it is already ten o'clock at night, slowly Close your eyes and re-enter the kitchen trial.
In addition to the salty bean curd brain and sweet tofu brain, the experience bag did not expect to have a spicy tofu brain option, but it was gray, and could not be opened, which means that he could not learn it for the time being.
"Salty, sweet, since it is now the boss, of course, it is necessary to kill the guests, and make more money." Meg has a smile on his face, and he has completely thought about it.
As for whether it will set off a salty and sweet battle in a different world, this is not something he needs to consider. He is not like the fat boss of the sweet party. He will open a business because the restaurant sells salty tofu. The restaurant, which has turned over several times, sold it to the bar.
On the cooktop, there will be an additional refiner, cylindrical, and rice cooker, about the size of a wooden barrel and a brown tile tank. There are two large sacks of soybeans, plaster, and each on the ground. Kinds of seasonings, as well as a variety of side dishes that can be added according to personal tastes, all that is needed.
"This should be regarded as the simplest dish. It should be possible to go out early." McGonagall said, seriously recalling his evaluation of the tofu brain shops, his expression became a bit weird, it seems Things are not as simple as they might be.
The soaking time of the soybeans was directly omitted, and the soybeans were broken into into fine soybean milk in a refiner, then poured into a wooden bucket covered with several layers of gauze, and then the filtered soybean milk was poured into the iron. In the pot, stir it up.
Pour the plaster into the big tile, then pour the boiled soy milk into the tile. Over time, the magical scene appeared. The thick soymilk began to solidify and became white. Tofu brain.
"Doing tofu brain, it is very simple." McGonagall raised his eyebrows, did not expect to succeed for the first time.
"Tofu brain color is yellow, the taste is hard, not qualified!" The sound of the system sounded.
"It seems to be a bit..." McGonagall carefully looked at it for a while, and it did have a bit of yellowing. It seems that although it is a bit of a foolish operation, it is not as simple as imagined.
The time on the wall passed, and McGonagall experienced hundreds of exercises and attempts, and then returned in the system's denial.
"System, should I be able this time?" McGonagall gently put two bowls of tofu brain down.
The white bowl of white bean curd on the left is filled with golden red sugar, crystal clear; the right side of the bowl of white bright tofu brain, topped with orange red and bright marinade, sprinkled with garlic, shredded mustard, fungus, onion, bright colors .