Chapter 1162: Host, please respect this system, don't take money to humiliate me

McGon looked at the broken knife in his hand, and looked at the smug fat head fish. He stumbled and couldn't help but say in his heart: "System, have you broken the fish to practice the iron head?"
"The host is a little safe, this fat head fish is raised in the Karasana Lake in the northern part of the Nolan continent. It is frozen all year round, and the water is extremely hypoxic. These fat fish are hitting the ice every day in order to survive. After the ice surface hit, it gained oxygen and evolved for tens of thousands of years, making the head extremely hard. Therefore, it is also known as the ice-fish. It is a three-level Warcraft." The system introduced.
"When moving a home can solve the problem, why is this?" McGonagall, looking at the broken knife in his hand, said: "What about the knife yesterday? It seems that this Phnom Penh kitchen knife has to be eliminated. I used it very well last night, just give me a hand."
"Ding!"
"Cut the chopper and stimulate the hidden task: as a kitchen god, you must have your own unique kitchen knife. Please go to Essen Iron Castle to find the best forging knife and create a knife of your own kitchen. !" The sound of the system sounded.
"This way?" McGonagall raised his eyebrows, then decisively shook his head: "System, this task I refused! I am a chef, this is 9012, whoever has to go to the dwarves to find the master custom. ?
As a professional assistant, can you solve problems with money, and let your father run it for yourself? Say, how much was the kitchen knife last night?

"The father used to use the kitchen knife is called 'breaking smashing', this system is designed for the host's bone cutter, using the highest level of titanium alloy..." The system's charming voice stopped, and coughed twice. Re-seriously said: "Host, please respect this system, don't take money to humiliate me, I am a system of integrity and principle, this task, you must..."
"Twice." McGonagall said.
"Must be kissed..."
"Three times." McGonagall continued to calm down.
"You have to go in person..."
"Four times."
"You have to go in person...go...go..."
"Don't sell it, I won't do this dead fish." McGonagall lost it, and the fat head fish painted a perfect parabola and fell back into the bathtub.
"Wait!" The sound of the system suddenly improved a bit, and it was difficult: "Host, this task you have to go! Time limit is three days, mission failure: the host will be treated as a contempt tool, losing all the tools in the kitchen The right to use! Mission success: the host will get a chance to restore the peak strength for a short time!"
Meg, who had to turn around, stopped at once, and some uncertain questions were asked in his heart: "System, do you mean to restore level 10 directly like last time?"
"Yes, restore the peak state that this body has reached for ten minutes." The system decided.
"That ten minutes is too short? If the enemy is a little more nonsense, I will faint in front of him if I haven't beaten it. You know, some villains are really much nonsense." Meg's eyes lit up. Another look of distressed: "Do you want to add more?"
"There are many anti-speakers, and you can't blame them. Otherwise, the stories of superheroes all have to be tragedy." The system sank for a while: "But the host said that it is not unreasonable, so the system will add another five minutes as appropriate."
"Five fifteen minutes." When McGregor thought about it, he nodded. "Okay, I picked up this task."
Looking at the three-day countdown in his mind, McGonagall began to make preserved egg porridge.
When the porridge was ready, Anna went downstairs and went into the kitchen and looked at McGonagall: "Uncle McGonagall, let me help you."
"Anna, don't start so early, sleep more, it's time to grow taller." McGonagall looked at Anna and smiled.
"It doesn't matter, I have already slept enough, Uncle McGonagall started earlier than me." Anna shook her head, opened the cupboard, carefully took out a large bowl and walked outside the kitchen.
McGonagall looked at Anna's little back, the little guy was fine, just too sensible, and sensible things made people feel bad.
At half past six, McGonagall opened the door on time, lifted the cauldron out, and then distributed the preserved egg lean porridge to the cleaners with Anna's help.
When everyone saw it almost, Meg said loudly: "I want to say something to everyone. Today I have to go out and may go for two or three days, so for the next two days, everyone needs to bring their own breakfast, in advance. Let's say it to everyone, I hope everyone will not forget."
"Mr. McGonagall, you can rest assured, we will solve it ourselves." Old Jack said with a smile, most other cleaners should also be.
"Don't you say that you eat every day? How can you eat it for two days?" Elton muttered, drinking a big porridge, and some dissatisfied.
This porridge is delicious and doesn't need money. It is usually hungry every morning, and now it only takes two days to stop.
He looked at McGonagall, his eyes turned, and he smiled and stood up. He looked at McGonagall: "That... Mr. McGonagall, if you go out, we will have no breakfast, or else. I heard that you have a bowl of 200 pieces of copper porridge, and you will give us 400 copper coins in the past two days. Let us eat breakfast ourselves. This way you pay the same thing, we can also eat hot. Breakfast, this problem is not solved very well."
When I heard four hundred copper coins, many cleaners raised their heads. It was almost worthy of their monthly salary. Although it seems that Elton’s approach is not quite right, when he thinks carefully, his words seem to be nothing. Wrong, that's four hundred copper coins. If you get it, you can buy a lot of meat.
McGonagall looked at Elton and suddenly smiled. The shamelessness of this guy was even worse than he thought.
"Elton, you are a bad old man!" Old Jack Huo Ran got up and screamed at Elton anger. "Mr. McGonagall kindly gave us a free breakfast, and I also got up early on the day off. Just to fulfill a promise. People figure you? Do you still have a bath in your hand?
Now people have something to go out, you are good, what do you count, there are; face to people to 400 copper coins to eat breakfast? So, can you not sweep your face?
You don't want to face, we have to face it, this kind of request, we can not open, sit with people like you, even drink this bowl of porridge in my hand, I feel sorry for Mr. McGonagall.

"Yeah, Mr. McGonagall is a good person, you can go out and go, we will solve the breakfast ourselves." Many cleaners followed the road.
Some of the cleaners who had previously moved were blushing and shyly bowed their heads.
"Dead old man, it’s a bad thing for me." Elton looked at the old Jack with a sinister look. Everyone was beaten back by the old Jack’s words. He became the target of the public, and he smiled and looked at Mai. Ge Dao: "That... I just said anything, just kidding, Mai boss, don't mind."
"It doesn't matter, from tomorrow, you won't be using it." McGonagall smiled at Elton. "This is not a joke."