Chapter 1435: Sichuan cuisine classic dishes

"Ding!"

Congratulations to the host, pumping the classic dishes of Zhongchuan cuisine and husband and wife!

The turntable slowly stopped and the sound of the system sounded.
"No, the system you are not talking about high-level recipes? Is the couple's lungs a high-end dish?" McGonagall raised his eyebrows. Although he was not malicious for the couple's lungs, he felt that this position was still lower than the Buddha's jump wall. ?
"The host, the couple's lungs is the classic dish of Sichuan cuisine that is second only to the wife's cake. It has an extremely noble and special status in Sichuan cuisine, and the authentic best couple's lungs are not inferior to any delicious..."
"Is it true couple?" McGonagall asked.
system:"……"
"The husband and wife lungs." McGonagall opened his eyes and whispered, but did not feel disappointed, the restaurant did not have a dish, so that the world's foodies can see the depth of Chinese dishes.
However, this dish name will not cause some bad associations, it is not that he can control.
McGonagall looked up at the watch, time is still early, ready to go upstairs to read the book, the mystery of the old dominator who enveloped the world has not been solved, he needs to find more inspiration from the Cthulhu myth.
"jingle."
At this time, a bell rang outside the door.
"Well? Is there a guest who doesn't know if it's a day off today?" McGonagall raised his eyebrows slightly, but out of courtesy, he got up and walked to the door, glanced out from the door, and opened the door slightly strangely. , looking at the song in front of the door, Rodriguez said: "Miss Cloria, how come you."
Gloria gave her a golden invitation letter to Meg and smiled. "Mr. McGonagall, I am here to give you the invitation. The day after tomorrow is the year-end meeting of the Aden Chamber of Commerce. I am a council member. First, you can invite several friends to join us. I hope that you and the restaurant can come to the meeting."
McGonagall reached out and received the invitation. This time was too busy, and he forgot about it. Before that, Rodrija mentioned that he wanted to invite him to participate. Now it is natural to refuse, and nodded slightly: "Well, if If there are no other conflicts on the day, we will come."
"I look forward to seeing you and everyone." Gloria smiled and then left.
"Ms. Colora is a business genius, but the council's business, I don't know how she made it." McGee sent Gloria to leave, snorted, but did not think much, he has nothing now. Energy to help her.
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"Miss, the Dodge family should have colluded with the Marquis family and will stand on the side of Cyril at the year-end meeting and choose to vote to dismiss your seat." Mars sat across from Colora, with one on his knees. This black notebook, said: "In the afternoon we need to see Thompson and Cassis, if they are willing to stand on your side, our chances of winning will increase."
"Good." Gloria nodded, thinking a little, and said: "But in the afternoon I will go to the teacher Luna, the second batch of winter clothes promised to provide and she will determine the size of the children's clothes. I heard that some children have been added recently."
"Time should be too late." Mars nodded, watching Colora's gaze with a bit of gratification, Miss's commercial talent and growth rate surprised him, but it is rare that she did not lose her own Kindness.
Gloria was silent for a while and suddenly asked: "Mars, do you say we will fail?"
"In any aspect, you have been very successful. Even if you can't continue to be the director of the Aden Chamber of Commerce and the successor of the Morton family, you and the indigo clothing you created will become a great company, and will even surpass Mo in the future. The current achievements of the family," Mars said with a smile.
"Really?" Gloria looked at Mars a little strangely.

The premise is that you can maintain your current enthusiasm and take a serious attitude towards your career.
Mars nodded.
"I think, I will." Gloria's face showed a confident smile.
Mars looked at Gloria and smiled. His father helped Master Jeffrey to make the Morton family. Now, he may be on the way to doing this.
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In a luxurious private room, the sly lights illuminate the faces of men and women who spend their days.
Cyril took a blonde girl and raised the glass in her hand, indicating to everyone: "Toast our friendship, cheer."
"Cheers!"
Everyone has toasted.
"Master Cyril, wait for the end of the year-end conference to remove Gloria, you are the only successor of the Morton family, the future Morton family leader, the president of the Aden Chamber of Commerce, we can all rely on you to carry "A fat middle-aged man said with a smile.
Everyone in the box is also busy with flattery.
Cyril was praised by everyone and fluttered. He said, "Well, let me know, as long as the day after tomorrow can be accomplished, I will never forget your Cyril."
"Oh, fight with me, Gloria, you are still tender. When I become a patriarch, I will drive all of your family out and see if there is no shelter for the Malton family. What are you?" He drank the wine, kneaded the woman in his arms, and sneered in his heart, as if he had seen the situation where Gloria was dismissed at the year-end meeting three days later.
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As night fell, McGonagall told Amy and Anna about the bedtime story. After seeing that the two little guys were asleep, they turned off the lights and went out with their bare hands, ready to go to the book.
"You have the taste of other women on your body." McGonagall just closed the door lightly, and there was a cold voice behind him.
"Wow!" McGonagall was shocked. When he turned back, he saw Irina screaming at him, and a good-looking eyebrow with a dangerous breath.
Meg was a little surprised at the sensitivity of Irina’s nose and took the invitation. She explained:
Miss Gloria came to me at noon today and gave me an invitation to invite me to participate in the day after tomorrow. The Aden Chamber of Commerce’s year-end conference."
"You didn't join the Chamber of Commerce, what did she invite you to do?" Irina glanced at the invitation, and the woman's scent came from it.
"Probably because I am her chief designer, it is also a business partner. As an agent of the Aden Chamber of Commerce, she has the right to invite some friends to participate." McGonagall said.
"Oh, that's probably because she has no friends." Irina chuckled.
"Amount..." McGonagall did not know how to refute.

Did the night elves have arrived in the city of chaos?
McGonagall closed the invitation and asked.
"No, I found a place for them to rest first, because the number is large, it is probably the day after tomorrow." Irina shook her head, then looked at Meg, and looked serious: "I am starving, you Go and give me a good meal."
"Well, what do you want to eat, point yourself." McGonagall nodded and walked toward the stairs.
"First come a chicken, and I saw a lot of pheasants on the road today." Irina did not think about it.
"A miserable chicken." McGonagall raised his eyebrows and mourned for a second in the unfortunate replacement of the pheasant's chicken.