Chapter 678: I am responsible for eating!

"Young master, this embarrassment, you should not go back." The back door of the Elf Embassy, ​​Ingwei looked at the beautiful girl riding on the horse back, looking a little worried.
"Isn't Master Blul still in the embassy?" Broll smiled at Ingway, and said something relaxed: "I just go back and don't necessarily do anything, maybe I can't touch them. You don't have to worry."
"Young master, if your identity is exposed, not only those evil people can't spare you, but many people in the elves will want your life, which is extremely bad for us in the Bebili family." It is still full of sorrow.
"Do not worry, I will die if I die, and I will not be tired of the family. I will leave." Bloor raised his hand and caught the horse. The horse was already rushing out.
"Ugh."
Ingwei stood at the door for a long time and sighed.
"If I am a younger three hundred years old, maybe I will go with the three young masters today..."
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Making delicious food is praised, which is commonplace for McGonagall, and his style of cooking is rarely appreciated and praised.
Therefore, Anna Little Luoli looked at him with a look of adoration. His eyes and words did not hide his admiration for him, giving him a feeling of floating, even the kitchen knife in his hand was not consciously lighter.
The kitchen knife is retracted, and a large, round potato has turned into a pile of rice-sized potatoes, each of which is even.

During this time, Anna practiced how to cut a potato into potato granules. When each size is the same, the first stage of the knife will be similar.
McGonagall looked at Amy’s face. Said.
"Well, okay." Anna nodded skillfully, took a slightly smaller Chinese kitchen knife from the box, held the round potato with her little hand, and then carefully put the knife together, just a force, The potato sneaked away from her little hand and rolled to the side of the sink.
"Oh!"
Anna snorted, and quickly got off the stool, tapped the toes to pick up the potatoes, pressed on the cutting board, and continued to try to slice it.
McGonagall stood by for a while, didn't mention the point and didn't go to the professor. For a pure novice kid, it would be better to give her some time to explore for herself, so that the process would not be too boring.
Moreover, the strength and hands-on ability of the little guys are somewhat beyond his expectations. It is very laborious for ordinary human children to take the knife when they are four or five years old, but Anna’s holding the knife is quite easy, and the action of cutting vegetables is also a model. Just like, but still groping the right way.
"The experience of long-term travel abroad, as well as the physical growth of the elves, to this extent, there should be no problem in learning some simple dishes." McGonagall nodded with satisfaction, regained his gaze and began to prepare for the evening business. Ingredients, leave at noon today, the guests' resentment is not small.
For more than two hours, McGonagall prepared ingredients on the side. Anna stood on the stool and kept cutting the potatoes. On the side of the large plate, there were piles of hill-like potatoes, which were of different sizes, but from the bottom to the bottom. It can be seen that these potato granules are gradually becoming uniform, although there are still some differences in shape, but the progress is quite obvious.
"Anna is so powerful, she has already cut an afternoon, and she still insists on continuing to cut." Yabei Mia stood at the door of the kitchen, and some admired it.
"Yeah, if you change to me, it is estimated that a potato is not finished." Barbara also nodded. The little guy's small body seems to contain huge energy.
Sally’s face is a happy smile. The boss is a kind person. If Anna can follow him to learn to cook, she will definitely become a good chef in the future, and live in a chaotic city with a After you have been recognized, you don't have to worry about being caught back.
McGonagall glanced at the pile of potatoes and nodded slightly. He said that Anna’s current level has far exceeded the level of cutting vegetables in his previous life. The so-called talent is probably like this.
"Father, I am back!"
Knocking on the door and Amy’s voice rang from the outside. The ugly duckling who was sleeping on the counter opened his eyes and slid down the foot of the counter and ran towards the door. Mia, the north, opened the door, Amy. He jumped into the door, just kicked and kicked the excitement and rushed up to the ugly duckling.
"喵~"
The ugly duckling rolled back two turns, sitting on the ground with one butt, looking up at Amy with a look of resentment.
"Be careful next time, ugly duckling." Amy warned the ugly duckling, and they greeted them with Yabei Mia and continued to jump towards the kitchen.
"Hey? Miss Anna? How are you here?"
Amy walked to the door and watched Anna show a few surprises. The look fell on her little apron and the kitchen knife in her hand. The expression was even more surprised.
"This... Xiaomi, Anna, she is..." McGonagall looked at Amy and thought about how to explain it. He was a bit worried that Amy would have some bad emotions because he taught Anna to cook. After all, For her, his family is unique.
"Hey! I know, Miss Anna must come to learn to cook with her father! Isn't it?" Amy had already looked at her eyes and asked happily.
"Hmm, Amy, from today, I am going to learn to cook with Uncle McGonagall. After I learn, I will give you a good meal." Anna turned and looked at Amy, her face full. It is a serious nod.
"Okay, okay! This way, not only the father can give me a good meal, but Miss Anna can also give me a good meal, so it’s so happy!" Amy nodded happily and jumped into it. The kitchen was full of curiosity and looked at the potato chips and various small knives in front of Anna.
McGonagall raised his eyebrows. It seems that he thought more. During this time, the friendship between the two little guys leaps forward and does not care about this problem.
"Amy, do you want to learn to cook with me too? Cooking is very interesting." Anna asked Amy, who was full of curiosity.
Megger’s words also looked at Amy, and the girl’s father’s business, of course, he also thought about it, but for a long time, Amy’s interest in eating was obviously higher than that of eating, so he did not have much. To mention this, it is best to let the children do what they like.
"I feel that you and your father are cooking. If I do it, then no one is responsible for eating. It is not right to waste. So, I decided that I still don't learn to cook, I am responsible for eating." Amy shook her head firmly.
"It seems that it is not wrong." Anna thought for a moment and nodded.