"Of course, I think little Amy will also like it."
Irina nodded matter-of-factly.
"Then have you tried this roast chicken yourself?" Phyllis asked again.
"No, I don't like roast chicken, so I always buy something to eat." Irina shook her head, looked at the roast chicken in her hand, and then at Phyllis, with a smile gradually appearing on her face.
"Princess, I have already had dinner." Phyllis felt that Irina's smile was a little dangerous and said quickly.
"It's okay. It can be used as a midnight snack now. Such delicious roast chicken cannot be eaten elsewhere." Irina looked at Felice with a smile and handed the charcoal roast chicken in her hand to her.
"It's really not necessary. I'm still very full now. Besides, if you eat at night, you will gain weight easily." Phyllis shook her head and subconsciously took two steps back. She really didn't know how to eat chicken, and she didn't know how Master Alex managed to taste such a roasted chicken so deliciously.
Before Phyllis could finish her words, a chicken leg was stuffed into her mouth.
"Uh huh..."
Phyllis felt like she had taken a bite of coke, with too much salt added.
Even though it was just one bite, it had completely refreshed her bottom line understanding of food - this was not a delicacy that an elf could bear!
"Is it such an exaggeration? Alex really liked food back then." Irina looked at Phyllis who was gargling her mouth with dew in her hands, and said with some suspicion. After a moment of hesitation, she broke off the other chicken leg. Came down and took a bite.
Phyllis stood aside and watched quietly.
"vomit!"
"This is simply not what elves eat!"
Irina threw the chicken legs directly out of the cave, took the water glass from Felice's hand and drank a few gulps. She looked at the roast chicken in her hand and said with a complicated expression: "I didn't expect Alex's taste to be so strong. , I thought he fell in love with my little freshness back then."
"I think Sir Alex is still very likely to love your little fresh one." Phyllis said.
"Bean Sprouts, why are you covering your heart when you say this?" Irina looked at Felice with some suspicion.
"That's right! Your Royal Highness, I'm here to report an important news to you." Felice's eyes lit up and her voice rose a bit.
"Huh? Is there any news from Snar?" Irina's eyes lit up.
Phyllis took two steps forward, lowered her figure and said, "No, it's about the news about a new batch of captured elves. They will arrive at the border of the Wind Forest in three days."
Irina's face suddenly turned cold, and she clenched her fists and said, "Helena, an old witch, still refuses to give up on this matter after so many years. Since they are unwilling to come back, why should she capture them? And they still use demons and orcs.”
"Princess, are you going to take action this time?" Phyllis looked at Irina worriedly.
"I have missed it so many times before. Do I have to sit back and watch this time? This is not my character." Irina said with a sneer.
"However, your body has just recovered, and Her Majesty the Queen has approved the elf naturalization plan. If you take action, Helena may not be able to endure it anymore. If she gathers several major families to attack, your situation may be even worse. It’s difficult.” Phyllis said anxiously.
"This problem was no longer a problem for me five years ago." Irina shrugged indifferently, stretched out her finger and flicked Felice's forehead, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm hungry. Come on, go get me something delicious."
"Well, it hurts!" Phyllis covered her forehead, glanced at Irina with some resentment, turned and walked out of the cave. No one could change the decision made by the princess.
In the past, she thought Lord Alex might be able to do it, but now it seems that such a thing should not exist.
"Those guys dared to come out to make trouble again and bully my elves. It seems that they have probably forgotten my existence." Irina sneered and looked at the pheasant that had not yet been roasted. He showed a somewhat tangled expression: "Does Alex really like to eat roast chicken? But does little Amy like to eat it? Maybe, I should improve it for them..."
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Early the next morning, as soon as the alarm clock rang, Mag reached out to turn it off.
Sitting up, Mag stretched. Although he had spent most of the night making ice cream cakes in the Master of Cookery training ground, his body was well rested and his whole body was full of strength.
After taking a look at the precarious ugly duckling with only one little paw holding on to the sheets and most of its body hanging in the air, Mag stood up and prepared to give it a hand.
At this moment, Amy, who was still sleeping, turned around and kicked the ugly duckling in the face with her pink feet.
"Meow~"
The ugly duckling let out a cry of despair and fell directly from the crib. He rolled twice before he stopped and sat slumped on the ground with a somewhat resentful expression.
Mag smiled and shook his head. The same scene happened almost every day, and he was too lazy to care about it. He got up and changed his clothes. After washing, he went downstairs and started preparing the ingredients for the morning business.
Mag is planning to introduce steak as a new dish in the restaurant this morning, while Mag is not planning to introduce the ice cream cake now, but will save it for use when going to Luodu.
This perfect fusion of cake and ice cream allows you to not only feel the coolness of the ice cream, but also taste the silky texture of the cake. It makes no sense if it is not popular.
While preparing the ingredients, Mag was thinking about the upcoming meeting with Hill, which might be a fate-changing meeting.
The restaurant business is on track, but the daily revenue is still a drop in the bucket compared to the high price of the physical fitness point. This is one of the reasons why Mag took the risk to build a steam engine.
However, in addition to the huge profits that may be obtained, Mag's layout of steam engines has a more important consideration.
That's how to tie the Buffett family and the city of chaos, these two mountains, together with themselves.
If he doesn't want to repeat what happened more than three years ago, he must make changes that are different from Alex's, and becoming a coexistence of interests will undoubtedly make one of the richest families and the most powerful forces in the world, for A great way to endorse it yourself.
"Father, look, the ugly duckling has a pair of little wings on its back!"
At this moment, Amy's voice interrupted Mag's thoughts.
