Chapter 2014: I'm afraid there is no hope in this life

Seemingly simple mung bean cake, this is the sixth edition produced by McGonagall in the afternoon.
Hearing the sound, the three of them all looked up at McGonagall, then looked at the mung bean cake in his hand.
Except for Amy's eyes still shining with the light of food, Annie and Irina's eyes were obviously hesitating and resisting.
"I want to eat a little bear first, and then a little penguin." Amy brushed on and put on a small disposable glove, one in each hand, pinched the little bear mung bean cake and stuffed it into her mouth, biting off her little head.
Amy's cheeks were bulging, her blue eyes lit up, and her eyes blinked, some surprises said: "It's cold, refreshing and delicious, so delicious."
Irina and Annie, who were still a bit hesitant, also reached out for a mung bean cake.
Irina took a bite. The first few mung bean cakes made by McGonagall are indeed better than the mung bean cakes sold on the street in the morning, but they will also get tired of delicious things. After eating more than a dozen in a row, she I felt the aroma of mung beans exuded all over my body.
But this time, the mung bean cake is a bit peculiar. It was actually frozen. It was not as hard as ice cubes, but the texture became cold.
The ice-cold mung bean cake has a slightly reduced sweetness, and it is still delicate and refreshing. It melts in the mouth with a light bite. The taste is fine and tight, and the fragrance is soft and non-sticky. It is indeed very delicious, changing the sweet feeling before.
Annie also ate quickly with small bites, smiling from the corners of her mouth, she seemed very satisfied with the mung bean cake.
"How is it? How does the iced mung bean cake taste?" McGonagall asked with a smile.
"It's delicious, the taste is better, and it doesn't feel sweet at all. It is countless times more delicious than the mung bean cake in the morning, and it is better than the previous mung bean cakes." Irina nodded, full of praise. Looking at McGonagall, in just one afternoon, he can clearly feel the changes in this dessert. His talent in cooking is really amazing.
"That's fine, you eat first, and I will improve and improve." McGonagall put down the tray, took a mung bean cake, took a bite, and began to taste it carefully.
The taste of the iced mung bean cake is indeed better, the sweetness is reduced a lot, but the delicate taste of the mung bean cake itself is not affected, but if you taste it carefully, there is still a little caked state.
"The direction is right, the general taste and taste are also there, but there is still a very long distance from perfection. It seems that we have to find time to enter the trial field of God of Cooking, and there are many things that can be improved." McGonagall finished a piece of mung bean cake, found many problems for himself, and started a new round of experiments.
Of course, with his current level of mung bean cake, if he sells it, it is enough to dominate the dessert street.
Because of the amount of cooking, McGonagall sent some mung bean cakes to Merant and Grandpa Noah and his grandsons as their dinner.
Very perfect tool man.
"Boss Mai, thank you couple for your life-saving grace last night." Merant bowed deeply to McGonagall, thanking him.
"You're welcome, we have a common goal, and we should help each other." McGonagall quickly helped him up, but he didn't think he did a big thing last night.
Moreover, Merant and Noah were in danger because they were in danger to track down Qiao Xiu. It was a matter for them to help each other.
"Here are some mung bean cakes I made. You can eat some. There are two fried rice underneath, which will be used as dinner." McGonagall put down the food box, drew a circle in the corner of the room, and put down a disc.
"This is?" Noah asked, looking at the disc in a puzzled way.
"This is a simple one-way teleportation array, which can be used to transmit some items. I will send the next meals to you through this teleportation array to avoid excessive contact and cause unnecessary attention." McGonagall fiddled with the teleportation array. , Explained with a smile.
"That's convenient." Noah suddenly.
"I was injured. I should have continued to investigate the matter, but now it's going to be delayed." Melant sighed and blamed himself.
"It's okay, now it's completely certain that Qiao Xiu is in Luodu, and we have discovered that we are tracking his whereabouts." McGonagall smiled, "If you continue to follow the devilish trace he left behind, you can only be led by him. Running through the nose, it is easy to fall into his trap again."
"Then what to do? Now the only thing we can track down is Devil Qi." Noah frowned.
"Since he can set up a game to play with us, we can also set up a game to force him out, or compress his living space." McGonagall looked at Melant and said: "You should cultivate for a while, and wait until the injury is healed before continuing the investigation. Give it to us in these few days."
"Okay." Mei Lan had a special head, but didn't try her best.
This is Luodu, the tenth-level powerhouse gathers extremely fast, with his current state, going out will only become a burden.
McGonagall left and returned to the tavern, and met Effie carrying a packed meal on the way.
He thought that because of what happened last time, this woman should avoid him a little bit, but he didn't expect that the lady's face was thicker than he thought. Seeing that he didn't mean to avoid suspicion at all, she walked forward with a smile. Come, her voice coquettishly said: "Oh, isn't this the boss of Hades, why, come out for a walk alone?"
"Well, I bought some food, and I am going back to cook for the wife and children." McGonagall shook the basket in his hand and filled it with a few dishes.
As an excellent underground worker, McGonagall strives to make his behavior reasonable and natural.
"Wow, I didn't expect the boss of Hades to be a good man who can cook." Effie covered her mouth in surprise, and said with a chuckle: "I don't know when I have a chance to taste your cooking skills. Madam is really a happy woman."
"I am afraid there is no hope in this life." McGonagall said solemnly.
Effie: "..."
"When I arrive, I won't talk to you. Goodbye Miss Effie." McGonagall smiled and nodded, then turned and went into his tavern.
"Hmm..." Effie looked at the slowly closing door of the tavern, stomped her feet in annoyance, and said to herself: "There is no man who Effie can't be attracted to, wait, you must be mine!"
"A little fairy with inadequate ways." McGonagall's mouth turned up slightly. This level of charm was no longer attractive to him.
As soon as McGonagall closed the door, she met Irina's smiling eyes.
McGonagall knew that she mostly saw the previous situation, and secretly thanked her self-control ability.
"Is the pub opening tonight?" Irina asked.
"Yes, it's still open until nine o'clock." McGonagall raised his hand and glanced at his watch. It was already six o'clock in the evening, and then reopened the door and turned the wooden sign on the door to become open.
"It's not too late to wait until the business ends."