Chapter 702: Three days without face, a little itchy (first!)

On the first night in Luodu, McGenbee thought that he would be very sensitive to insomnia. As a result, he fell asleep as soon as he got to the bed. He was awakened by the knock on the door the next morning.
Dressing out the clothes and knocking on the door is the manager who gave them the way yesterday. The name is Kaiduo. There is no real power in the second emperor's house, and it is also responsible for some small things for reception.
In this big mansion, McGonagall can only be regarded as a small person and a small thing. Even if he is going to the king's palace to serve the king tomorrow, it is still a very powerful chef in the eyes of Qiao Xiu.
"Mr. McGonagall, was it okay to sleep last night?" Kato smiled and looked at McGonagall. He heard about yesterday's incident. This man who looks far from his daughter is very satisfied with His Royal Highness the Second Emperor. Tomorrow, I will enter the palace to give the king a birthday, and become a big red man next to the second emperor.
"Well, very good." Meg smiled and nodded, raising his hand and glanced at the time, only six o'clock in the morning, I don't know why he called him up so early.
Kaidu seems to have seen the doubts of McGonagall. He said quickly: "This is Mr. McGonagall. I was squatting yesterday. I want to eat your steak and simmered chicken rice this morning, so I will come to the next morning."
"It turns out that, please wait a moment, my daughter and I will go to the kitchen." McGonagall nodded slightly. Joe Xiu was really a big guy. He had to order food in the morning and entered the room. Amy was stupid. Open your eyes, then walked up and smiled and said: "Millet, my father goes to cook first, if you wake up, wait for me in the room, I will come over and take you to dinner."
"Well, it’s good." Amy nodded and rolled over, screaming at the ugly duckling that was smashed back from under the bed by McGonagall.
"His Royal Highness says that as long as the steak and the yellow chicken rice?" followed Kedo toward the kitchen, and McGonagall asked.
"Yes, His Royal Highness personally groaned yesterday, saying that it is only steak and simmered chicken rice." Kaido nodded and smiled. "Mr. McGonagall’s cooking is really good. I haven’t seen the second emperor for so many years. His Highness specifically pointed out who to eat."
"It's a pity that you don't want to grill the fish." McGonagall said a shame.
"Ah?" Kaido was puzzled.
McGonagall did not ask much, turned the topic around, and turned to set up some of Kaidu’s situation on the government.
Kaidu has already determined that McGonagall will definitely be left in the government by the second emperor, and it must be a big red man. Therefore, there is no doubt that there is no such thing as a basic understanding.
Resist the urge to take medicine to Qiao Xiu to make steak and simmered chicken rice, then make breakfast for himself and Amy, ugly duckling, take a food box from the kitchen to put the food up, carry a food box back When I went to the small courtyard, I opened the door, but I was stunned.
In the room, Krassu and Amy, who were wearing a white mage gown, were sitting on the table in the room with big eyes and small eyes. The ugly ducklings were snoring in Amy's arms and still didn't open their eyes.
"Crazu, how come you?" McGonagall took the food box into the door and looked surprised.
"In order to catch up with the breakfast you made, I set off in the middle of the night." Krassu took the food box in the hands of McGonagall, and said while opening the box.
"But these two emperors..."
"Even the palace, I want to enter, what is the prince's house in this district?" Krassu put a plate of steak in front of him, nodded with satisfaction, put another one in front of Amy, and saw it again. Looking at the two yellow chicken rice, some disappointed: "Why don't there be Yangzhou fried rice, in the morning, shouldn't it be lighter?"
Meg smiled and handed the knife and fork to Krassu, and smiled and said: "Yangzhou fried rice needs too much ingredients. After all, it is not a rice-rice restaurant. The ingredients are not complete, and there is no way to do it. The people of Krassu will eat it."
Then put a yellow pheasant in front of Amy, and took a copy of it in front of him, and the one prepared for the ugly duckling was ready to be placed on the ground for it to eat.
"That's how it works. Today we are going to do big things, we have to eat enough." Krassu unceremoniously took the ugly duckling's small portion of the yellow chicken rice to his face and picked up the spoon. A spoonful was fed into the mouth and nodded: "It's incense."
"喵~"
The ugly duckling who smelled the scent had looked at Krassu with a look of grievances, squinting and looking up at Amy, and the tears had already turned around in her eyes.
"Well, I will leave you a little for a while." Amy reached out and grabbed the head of the ugly duckling and picked up the knife and fork to start breakfast.
"喵喵~"
The ugly duckling immediately rose up and looked up at Amy with his eyes open.
For Krassu to grab the ugly duckling, McGonagall was shaken with helplessness. He also sat down to start eating, but expressed some doubts about Amy’s leftovers to the ugly duckling.
"Ah... ugly duckling, I’m sorry, the food made by my father is too delicious. I finished eating it without paying attention." After fifteen minutes, Amy looked at the rice without a plate. Some sorry. Said.
"喵~"
The ugly duckling screamed weakly, lying on Amy’s leg on his back. It was already a dead cat. What could it do? There was no courage to call a loud voice. This kind of cat life is too failed. .
"Eat." McGonagall took the exclusive dish of the ugly duckling from the parcel and poured the chicken and rice from the corner that had not been touched in the bowl onto the plate, smiling.
"Meow meow!"
The ugly duckling was full of blood and resurrected. He slipped from Amy’s leg and used his small head to lick the hamster’s calf. This was a cheerful meal.
After eating the last piece of beef on the plate, Krassu had some intentions to put down the knife and fork in his hand. "I want to take Amy to the Master Tower and take a trip. Do you want to go together?"
"Mage Tower?" McGonagall had some surprises.
Krassu changed his mirror and took out a knife to start repairing the beard he had grown up. "Yes, I have something to forget. I have to get it back. By the way, I will take my baby apprentice to fight." The faces of those guys don’t face for three days, it’s a little itchy.

"Being bored, I will go along with it. It’s a fun thing to think about it." McGonagall said with a smile, this world dare to say that he went to the Master Tower to face his face, except for Krassu.
"Have a face? I like it the most! With a fist, or a slap?" Amy is also a eager expression.
"Let's go, wait until the place, little Amy wants to play." Krassu took the knife and got up and pushed the door out.
"Well!" Amy grabbed the ugly duckling, still squatting in front of the plate, and slammed it down.
The ugly duckling's eyes widened and looked desperately at the large piece of chicken left on the plate. This is the only piece of chicken that was specially reserved for the final meal!