Chapter 2000: Imagine the replicator out of thin air!

Supper is wonderful, if you are not afraid of getting fat.
McGonagall puts the dishes and bowls in the dishwasher, and the cupboard will automatically put the dishes into the cupboard after cleaning.
"Satisfied?" McGonagall asked with a smile looking at Amy who was resting on the belly of the ugly duckling when he came out of the kitchen.
"Ang, the crayfish and grilled fish made by my father are so delicious." Amy nodded, but looked up again soon, with a serious expression on her little face: "But next time you have supper, Don’t forget us again."
"Okay, definitely next time." McGonagall nodded with a smile.
The children went upstairs to sleep. After McGonagall washed, he lay on the bed alone and opened the two golden experience packs in his mind.
Experience and information about alcoholic peanuts and cold pig ears came in instantly.
After closing his eyes and digesting it for a while, McGonagall pushed open the door of the God of Cooking Trial Ground.
Peanuts are an excellent side dish for wine, and there are rumors that there are special effects of hangover.
For example: ‘every time two peanuts will not become so drunk. ’
All show the unshakable status of peanuts in the drunkard arena.
The drunkard peanuts are among the best, as they are specially tailored for drunks, they have made a place in the arena of drinking and food.
Spicy and crispy drunkard peanuts, whether it is paired with an icy and delicious beer, or the mellow and soft Moutai, it feels just right.
The frying method of drunkard peanuts is very simple, at least in the eyes of McGonagall now, it is extremely simple and easy to use.
As for the cold pig's ear dish, with the experience of making a couple's lung slices, it is equally simple and quick.
The whole body of a pig is a treasure. In addition to the soft and crispy pig ears, the nose and tongue are also the best ingredients for cold dressing. If you make cured pig tongue according to the method of bacon, let him dry it naturally for a period of time and then simply cook the cold dressing , Is full of flavor.
The ordinary drunkard peanuts are soaked in cold water and peeled, then fried in the pan, leave the bottom oil, add chili and pepper and stir fry them before being out of the pan.
The master's drunkard peanuts are soaked in spicy marinade for two hours, peeled and frozen for 12 hours, then fried until slightly yellowed, leave the base oil, add dried chili and pepper, stir fry for a taste, then pour the fried peanut Stir-fry in a pot, turn off the heat, add white sugar, salt and pepper, and mix quickly.
The drunkard peanuts made in this way are spicy and crispy, and the pepper fragrant and sweet. It can be said to be an excellent top quality for wine.
"A drunkard peanut with bad taste, fail!"
"A drunkard peanut with a strong aroma, failure!"
"A drunkard peanut that is too spicy, failed..."
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"Well, I decided to take back what I said before. This is actually a very difficult dish." McGonagall looked at the almost perfect appearance in front of him, but he was still a little helpless by the system.
God of Cooking pursues the ultimate perfection, and even the slightest error cannot be tolerated.
That night, McGonagall was tortured by peanuts and pig ears in the God of Cooking Trial.
However, as a highly qualified and excellent candidate for the God of Cookery, he finally survived.
And with the remaining time, I succeeded in experimenting with the recipe of cold pork tongue.
"A perfect cold pork tongue!"
"Congratulations to the host for creating the first recipe without a recipe, and getting a new achievement: Imagine a copyer out of thin air!"
"Get extra rewards: 3 chances to use the Trial Ground of God of Cooking! Power of Faith +10000!"
"Please make persistent efforts, copy and create more delicious food!"
The sound of the system sounded, and even a bouquet of flowers appeared in the God of Cooking Proving Ground.
"Is there a reward?" McGonagall was a little surprised. This cold pork tongue was reproduced with micro innovation based on the memory of his previous life and the experience he learned from the two dishes of cold pork ears and husband and wife's lung slices. It also came out after countless failures.
It's a bit...exaggerated just to imagine the re-engraver out of thin air.
In any case, without the help of the recipes provided by the system, McGonagall is very satisfied with this sense of accomplishment by debugging a dish step by step by himself.
"It seems that there are three dishes in Saipan Tavern." McGonagall nodded in satisfaction, and then withdrew from the God of Cooking Proving Ground.
When I opened my eyes, I saw four heads around him.
"My father, you slept late today." Amy said with a smile.
"I'm hungry." Irina also had a smile on her face. She used to wake up to eat a prepared breakfast, but today she is a little uncomfortable.
Annie showed a sweet smile and said good morning to McGonagall in sign language.
"Meow?" The ugly duckling rolled around McGonagall, his head resting on McGonagall's arm, a small claw pressed against McGonagall's chest, as if he was about to sleep with him again.
"Did you forget to set the alarm clock?" McGonagall glanced sideways at the alarm clock on the bedside. Unexpectedly, it was already nine o'clock in the morning. He couldn't help but be surprised: "It's so late?!"
Although the flow of time in the God of Cooking Proving Ground has been slowed down, after learning two dishes, it did take a lot of time to research and make cold pork tongue. This is the point when you open your eyes.
But waking up early in the morning and being surrounded by my beloved people, it feels really good.
"Well, I get up to make breakfast for you, what do you want to eat?" McGonagall gently moved the ugly duckling's head, got up from the bed, and asked with a smile.
"My mother said to take us to shopping today, so let's eat simple Yangzhou fried rice." Amy has changed into a beautiful little skirt, and the down jacket is ready.
"Okay, wait a while and you'll be ready soon." McGonagall simply washed and went downstairs, and quickly made five Yangzhou fried rice.
When the ugly duckling smelled the scent, he took the initiative to come downstairs. Recently, its appetite has grown rapidly, and it takes a whole serving of Yangzhou fried rice to be satisfied.
Up to now, McGonagall still hasn't found out what kind of monsters this flying fat orange is, and has not found the combat effectiveness, but it is becoming more and more good at selling cuteness.
"By the way, do you want to change the ugly duckling?" McGonagall asked while looking at the ugly duckling who was eating fried rice.
The chubby big orange cat is too recognizable. If the Saipan tavern becomes famous, it may be easy to find abnormalities.
"It is necessary." Irina glanced at the ugly duckling and nodded slightly.
"Then turn it into a swan." Amy swallowed.
"Meow?" Ugly Duckling looked up at Amy, feeling that the fried rice on the plate was not fragrant.
"It may be a bit difficult to become a swan. Why don't you become a panda? It looks like this." McGonagall picked up the tablet on the side and called up a picture of a panda cub.
"Wow, this panda is too cute?! I really want to raise one." Both Amy and Annie's eyes were attracted by the cute little panda in the picture.
"What kind of monster is this? Why haven't I seen it before." Irina is also a little curious.