Mag smiled and nodded, looking at the smile on Michael's face, he seemed to see Amy growing up. No matter whether she had grown up or not, she was always a child in his heart.
Michael met the elves and announced on the spot that they were welcome to join the City of Chaos, and the City Lord's Mansion would help them live in the City of Chaos.
All the elves cried with joy and bowed to thank Michael and Mag.
Mag looked at the tears on the faces of the children and felt a little heavy. All he could do was arrange for these children to live here. It was unknown how many elves were experiencing the pain of being separated from their loved ones.
However, with Michael's promise, more and more elves should come to the City of Chaos to seek refuge in the future, reducing this kind of tragedy.
Mag followed the staff of the City Lord's Mansion to send all the elves to their residences. It was already twelve o'clock when he came out of the City Lord's Mansion, and Michael specially sent someone to drive him back to the restaurant.
After getting off the carriage, he thanked the coachman and walked towards the restaurant. There was a small lamp left for him in the restaurant. He took down the notice on the door, opened the door quietly and went in. There was no one on the first floor.
After locking the door, Mag quietly went upstairs and pushed open the ajar door. Amy and Anna were sleeping on the small bed, and Sally was lying on the big bed, already asleep.
Mag looked at the relaxed and comfortable smile on the sleeping Sally's face, smiled and shook her head. It seemed that this trip had indeed exhausted a lot of her energy, otherwise she would not have fallen asleep on his bed.
Looking down the slender thighs wearing flesh-colored stockings, Mag's eyes fixed on the pair of black leather shoes on Sally's feet. It seemed that she originally just wanted to take a nap, but looking at her sleeping soundly , Mag couldn't bear to wake her up, so he stood by the bed and hesitated for a long time, but still stretched out his hand towards the slender and straight calf.
Ten minutes later, Mag took a long breath and straightened up from the bed, her legs feeling a little weak.
It turns out that it is not an easy task to help a woman take off her shoes without disturbing her.
Mag looked at the warm shoes in his hands and shook his head helplessly. This was the first time he had done such a thing.
Although Sally didn't wake up, she seemed to feel that her feet were no longer bound. She turned over comfortably, then took her feet back from the bed, curled her body slightly, and wore a tight cheongsam. Her long legs looked a bit charming under the dim warm light.
"Don't catch a cold." Mag pulled the quilt over her body unmoved, walked to the small bed and tucked the two little guys under the quilt, and stood by the bed and looked at it for a while. Smiling, he took his pajamas and a set of chef clothes from the closet and went out quietly.
After washing herself, Mag went downstairs. After some bargaining with the system, she bought a set of quilts and settled down on the recliner behind the counter to make do with it for the night.
"There hasn't been a new dish for a while, it's time to learn how to use stinky tofu." Mag looked at the shiny golden thing in the corner of his mind, hesitated for a while, but still didn't order it, and asked in his mind: "System, Can I buy a set of gas masks in the trial space? I can't stand the smell of stinky tofu from a distance, let alone doing it at close range, and it may need to be repeated countless times. This is really going to happen. It stinks!"
"The trial space is not an entity, so gas masks cannot be brought into it. Moreover, as a chef, accurately grasping the ingredients and the taste of food is the most basic ability. If you cannot even do this, you will never be able to become a chef. A qualified chef."
"Moreover, the odor of stinky tofu is also an important indicator to measure whether stinky tofu is high-quality. The host needs to have a deep understanding of the differences in the odor of various levels of stinky tofu in order to make perfect stinky tofu. This is what you passed by back then. The exact words written on Weibo behind a stinky tofu stall."
The system sounded with a bit of schadenfreude.
"I..." Mag opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say. Was this nonsense his original words? That must have been written in a moment of displeasure when passing by a stinky tofu stall. Why did this guy from the system take it seriously!
"Then I won't study!" Mag rolled his eyes and said a little bachelorly.
"If the host chooses not to learn how to make stinky tofu and fails to successfully make stinky tofu, this system will conclude that the host's path to becoming a chef has been terminated due to personal reasons."
The sound of the system becomes a little stiff.
"What happens if it's terminated?"
"After termination, the host will be erased from this world. At the same time, because the host has died in the original world, the host will completely disappear."
"Damn!" Mag raised his eyebrows and directly opened the golden experience package. Countless information poured into his mind, making him lose consciousness for a moment, and then he had a master's degree of stinky tofu in his mind. Making experience.
"It turns out that stinky tofu is not stewed with feces." Mag muttered with surprise on his face, and then continued to digest the experience.
"Just watching this process, you can feel the horrible stench..." Mag looked helpless. He got up and went to the kitchen to pour a glass of ice water and drink it to calm down his shock. He returned to the recliner and wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, closing his eyes. He closed his eyes and pushed open the door to the God of Cooking training ground.
Compared with tofu nao, making stinky tofu has an extremely cumbersome process. The brine alone involves several processes, and after the system is optimized, it still takes three days to wait for success.
Making tofu is the easiest for Mag. With the experience of making tofu, it is just a few steps that need to be slightly changed. If you practice a few times, there will be no problem.
The time in the God of Cooking training ground accelerated. The brine that Mag made according to the recipe was quickly ready. He leaned back, stretched out his hand and opened the lid reluctantly.
Mag had some expectations in his heart, but when the terrifying stench hit his face, he realized that he had underestimated the stench. He jumped back two meters in one step and hit the wall behind him. The pot lid in his hand also flew out and clattered into the wall.
It was an indescribable stench. Even if the toilet exploded in front of it, it would be defeated. It was like all the odors in the world were combined and then exploded in an instant.
"F*ck!!! System, let me out! I'm no longer a fucking god of cooking!!!"
Mag covered her nose, slapped the wall and shouted, her face turned blue.
"Once you enter the God of Cooking Training Ground, you cannot exit halfway unless you successfully learn the dishes or the three hundred and sixty-five days are over." The system's calm voice sounded.
"Grass!!!"
Mag's face gradually turned red due to lack of oxygen. Finally, he couldn't help but take a breath, his face turned pale, and he fainted.
I don't know how long it took, Mag got up from the ground with a look of despair, walked to the brine pot like a zombie, looked at the black stuff in the pot, with a fierce look in his eyes, picked up the spoon on the side and scooped out I swept up the marinade and drank it with my mouth open.
