Chapter 1379: Oh, this **** delicious~~

When the elves on the ship looked at the giant drop-shaped illuminator that descended from the sky, the expression was a little nervous, fearing that it might be a strange demon.
The escalator descended and slowly landed on the boat. Irina stood at the escalator and looked at the elf below and smiled. "Go, I will take you out of here."
"Is Princess Irina!"
The elves on the boat showed a happy color, no longer hesitated, and they followed the escalator to the mobile restaurant.
The escalator was put away, and a fireball fell from the aircraft on the empty ship. The fire rose from the sky and the wooden boat was burned into charcoal and gradually sank.
The mobile restaurant is also a flash of silver, disappearing into the sea.
The mobile restaurant was expanded ten times by McGonagall, and the first floor became a large banquet hall, ensuring that six hundred elves have seats.
The elves who had just stepped out of suddenly fell into the magnificent ballroom and sat in a comfortable and soft chair.
And the inhuman encounter made them subconsciously alert and distance to everyone, so the banquet hall was in a very dull silence.
"Why don't these elf sisters talk?" Amy asked on the railing on the second floor, some puzzled.
"Because they don't know where to open, no matter what they say, they are wounds." Irina whispered, she had saved many elves, and their desperate gaze made her unable to look straight, but did not know how to open it. Only allow time to dilute the painful memories.
"They should be hungry, it's better for me to give them a dinner." McGonagall looked at the elves who were sitting upright, mostly yellow and thin.
"The weight of so many people?" Irina looked at McGonagall.
"Fillis can cook for all the night elves. This number is just a small thing for me." McGonagall walked in the direction of the kitchen with ease. He just broke through the ninth level and his body was running. The power of the ninth-level peak has nowhere to vent, and what is a meal?
The three pots of preserved egg porridge are simmering in the pot. This is easy to cook, and you can pad your stomach first.
Potatoes and chicken nuggets fly around, and six hundred people of yellow pheasant chicken rice are arranged, this is enough to be full.
Then McGonagall began to play with mud. A chicken wrapped in yellow mud was layered into an oversized oven. Six hundred chickens were used as a press-bending dish to experience the happiness of eating delicious food.
Of course, it is mainly that McGonagall owes Randist 5,000 clay shells. He has already begun to plan a return to his mind to hold a feast of chickens, and once he has put the mud shells together.
The preserved egg porridge was the first to go out of the pan, and Jane pushed the five-tier dining car. It was full of equipment and carefully pushed the ballroom.
The scent is accompanied by the heat and slowly spreads out.
In the quiet and quiet ballroom, the elves raised their heads, and some curiously searched for the source of the scent. The hunger that could have resisted suddenly increased, and the stomach screamed uncontrollably.
"This is your dinner, please take your own meals in order." Jane said loudly, parked the dining car next to the table elf at the door.
The elves are hesitant, so the way they distribute food is a bit new to them.

Can I take a bowl?
asked an elf girl sitting next to the dining car.
"Yes, every one of you can take a bowl, I will send it to every table, but because of the large number, I want you to take it myself." Jane nodded, she was called out from the room. It was discovered that the restaurant had changed completely. She was the first to see so many elves. As expected, the elves were so beautiful and elegant.
The elf girl hesitated to pick up a bowl of preserved egg lean meat porridge in front of her, gently grateful: "Thank you."
Other elves see this, but also begin to order the pre-existing preserved egg lean porridge.
The car's preserved egg lean meat porridge was shipped to the banquet hall and distributed to the hands of the elves. The air was filled with the delicious taste of the preserved egg porridge.
The elves picked up the preserved egg and lean meat porridge and fed it into the mouth. The wonderful taste bloomed in the mouth, and the warm feeling was spread all over the body.
How happy it feels, like falling into the warm embrace.
They have forgotten when it was the last time they ate normal food, what it felt like to sit down at the table and enjoy the food.
But at this moment, they remembered it.
They are noble and elegant elves, they are the sons of nature, they are the races that advocate freedom.
Even if they have experienced terrible suffering, even if they have been trapped in cages and despair, their bones are still engraved with freedom and pride.
Tears flashed in the eyes of many elves. They still looked down and quietly eating preserved eggs and lean meat porridge. The expression was no longer gloomy, but gradually brightened.
The preserved egg porridge has not been finished yet, and the simmered chicken rice has already entered the banquet hall.
If the flavor of the preserved egg porridge is fresh and elegant, then the scent of the chicken soup that is promoted to the ultimate by the mushroom is extremely aggressive. Even if there is already a bowl of preserved egg porridge, you can smell the aroma of the chicken soup. The elves still couldn’t help but swallow,
Meat is a very extravagant thing for them, and the delicious chicken soup has not been smelled for a long time.
The golden chicken pieces are evenly colored, the potatoes are cooked and not scattered, the lettuce is still green, the green pepper and red pepper are dotted among them, and the golden red and bright soup reflects the light shadow, without the slight greasy feeling.
The air is filled with the rich aroma of chicken and mushrooms, just watching, you can't help but want to swallow.
The evenly cut diamonds perfectly absorb the taste of the seasonings and the soup, dyed a layer of red soup, and put a piece of chicken in the mouth. The soup wrapped in the chicken pieces contains rich chicken soup and The scent of the mushroom, the wonderful taste, let the long-lasting taste buds ushered in the carnival, as if it was caught in the package of chicken soup and mushrooms.
Gently bite the chicken, the meat is tender and tender, the taste of the seasoning and the mushroom has been perfectly infiltrated into the meat, and the taste of the fresh fragrance has reached a step. After swallowing, the lips and teeth are fragrant.
The happiness brought by the deliciousness finally gave the elves a bright smile on their faces.
The praises gradually sounded and broke the dull silence. The elves had some exchanges with each other and began to try to know each other.
"The delicious food will cure everything, for example, my hungry stomach." Amy did not know where to take a yellow chicken rice, the mouth was bulging, and some vaguely said.
"Yeah, being able to fill with good things is the best cure." Irina nodded and her eyes softened.
"jingle."
A crisp bell stunned the eyes of the very satisfied elves who had already eaten. A handsome man pushed the dining car and walked in slowly from the door. There was a golden ball on the dining car, which looked like One large egg in general.
"Hello, I am the chef of this dinner, Meg, I am honored to cook food for you. The last dish tonight is called the chicken, and I will present it for you." McGonagall took out a pointed wooden hammer. And smiled.
"It turned out that he was the chef, so delicious food, I didn't expect it to come from a human hand, so good."
"Is there a chicken inside the egg? It’s a special feeling."
The elves were grateful and looked forward to watching Meg, the delicious preserved egg lean porridge and the yellow pheasant chicken rice have completely conquered them.
McGonagall lifted a small wooden hammer and tapped it on the mud.
"Hey."
With a soft bang, a crack appeared on the mud shell, and the mud shell was like a lotus flower, revealing the golden chicken.
A strong fragrance suddenly overflowed and quickly dispersed in the ballroom.
"smell good!"
The eyes of the elves are bright, and the scent is completely different from the scent of the yellow pheasant. It is a kind of savory scent that makes people want to swallow.
"Please use it slowly." Maggie smiled and placed the chicken in front of the elf girl closest to him.
"Thank you." The elf girl stood up in a flattering manner and then bowed to McGonagall with the elf's etiquette. She felt respect and equality.
"You're welcome." Meg smiled and nodded, knocked on the second mud shell and placed it in front of the next elf.
The elf girl elegantly tore off a chicken leg, then took a bite, the crispy chicken skin was bitten open, and the crispy and tender chicken was opened in the mouth. It was the tenderness and delicious bloom of the chicken, on the tip of the tongue. The taste buds were disarmed at once, too late to chew, and did not stand on the tip of the tongue, like a naughty chick, slid into the throat.
Tender and slag-free, the flavor is unique, this is not enough to prevent the delicious, so she is involved in a delicious whirlpool.
The smooth and tender chicken is like a silent spring rain, so she can't help but want to lick.
"Oh, this delicious"