"If you want to see it, of course you can." Mag nodded. Felice's talent surprised him. This was the first person he had seen whose knife skills were not inferior to him, and whose talent far exceeded his.
He was able to master such knife skills only by relying on the super experience given by the system and practicing wholeheartedly for dozens of days in the God of Cooking training ground.
Phyllis has neither of these, which shows how talented she is.
Of course, what made Mag even more curious was Phyllis' talent in cooking, although she herself said that her cooking skills ranked among the top five among the elves.
But do elves cook?
fruit salad? Fruit platter? Fruit... Anyway, Mag is still skeptical about this.
Now that there are more and more guests in the restaurant, the area of the restaurant will need to be expanded. Mag's output is limited after all. If there is someone who can help share some of the pressure, even if it is just processing the ingredients, the efficiency will definitely be improved a lot.
Little Anna has a good talent and a promising future, but after all, she is a five- or six-year-old child. There is no way Mag will let her help him in the kitchen of the restaurant.
She had gone out in the morning and had limited time, so Mag didn't pay any more attention to Felice, tied an apron around her waist, took out various ingredients from the refrigerator, and began to prepare for the noon business.
Phyllis stood at the door and watched. The strange-shaped kitchen knife rose and fell in Mag's hand. It looked so harmonious and made a rhythmic sound on the cutting board. The ingredients became regular under the knife. Even if it is a piece of meat cut in half, it is still the same shape. It is an amazing knife skill.
"It's amazing. I didn't rely on any magic. Although the speed is a little slower than me, the ingredients are cut out extremely evenly. Every piece is as if it has been measured with a ruler. It's incredible." Felice's mouth slowly opened. Zhang Da, who was very confident in her cooking skills that she had practiced hard for many years, was equally amazed after seeing Mag's knife skills.
Time passed quickly, but Phyllis watched mesmerizedly at the door of the kitchen, not only because of Mag's knife skills, but also because of his fantastic ideas about cutting vegetables. There were many dishes that were cut in completely different ways than ordinary people. Different, like the beans cut into rice-sized pieces, she couldn't help but wonder what they were used for.
Mag put the last portion of chopped potatoes on the plate aside, put down the kitchen knife in his hand, and then turned his aching wrist. Even though he did this every day, he still felt that this was a portion. Not an easy job.
"Father, I'm back!"
At this moment, Amy's soft voice came from outside the door, and there were two knocks, neither light nor heavy.
"Here we come." Mag showed a smile on his face, wiped his hands, and walked quickly towards the door.
The ugly duckling who had been sleeping on the counter all morning suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed the corners of the counter and slowly slid to the ground, then swung his tail and ran towards the door after Mag.
"Is she his daughter? The little half-elf girl!" Phyllis also looked at the door for a while, her expression became a little nervous. She had never gotten along with children, but now she had to get used to it. Become good at it, so that you can stand in front of Alex with confidence and ask to take care of the little master again.
I heard from Chris that the boss's daughter is also three or four years old, about the same size as the young master. If he can take good care of the boss's woman, then there will definitely be no problem taking care of the young master.
Phyllis forced a smile on her nervous face, trying to look as friendly as possible.
As soon as the door opened, a little guy jumped in. It was a little girl wearing a purple skirt, with almost transparent pointed ears, blue eyes like a blue sea, and silver hair tied in two. With a little braid and a bright smile on his face, he suddenly jumped into Mag's arms.
"Blue eyes, silver hair, and her eyes look like the princess. Even the smile in the corners of her eyes looks so similar... This... how is this possible." Phyllis's eyes suddenly widened. , looking at Amy who was picked up by Mag with a look of disbelief.
"Huh?" Amy also saw Phyllis standing at the door of the kitchen, with a look of curiosity on her face, "Father, who is this young lady?"
"This is Sister Felice, she is also a member of the restaurant from today on." Mag explained with a smile.
"Hello, sister Felice, I'm Amy." Amy showed a big smile to Felice.
"Hello...Hello Amy." Phyllis felt her throat suddenly felt a little dry. Although she told herself countless times in her mind that this could never be the little master, looking at Amy's eyebrows, she still couldn't restrain herself. Compare her to a princess.
If there is anyone who knows Irina best in this world, it’s not Alex, it must be her. She knows everything about Irina. She once imagined the appearance of the little master in her mind, and the look she just saw at Amy... It almost matched the image in her mind.
It's just... Alex can never be the owner of this restaurant. Mag's knife skills have just proven his ability. It is impossible to do this without long-term practice.
Moreover, Her Royal Highness the Princess once told her that Alex couldn't cook at all, so she had to cook when he was out, and Alex ate deliciously.
Her Royal Highness's cooking skills... Phyllis can probably imagine what Alex's cooking skills are like.
"Sister Phyllis is so beautiful." Amy lowered her gaze, then shook her head and said, "But her breasts are really small, almost the same as Amy's."
"..."
"..."
Phyllis, who was still a little confused, felt like her heart was suddenly stabbed, but it suddenly became clear. She looked at Amy with a bit of resentment and helplessness in her eyes, and suddenly remembered that her speaking style was very similar to that of the princess. , just looking at her cute appearance, I still can't feel angry at all.
"It's okay." Amy looked at Phyllis and said with relief: "Although sister Felice may not grow anymore, sister Mia said that it will grow when Amy grows up."
"..." Phyllis felt a mouthful of blood stuck in her throat, almost suffocating her to death.
Even though Princess Irina had been tortured in every possible way, she still felt heartbroken when faced with the critical attack from this seemingly harmless little cutie.
"It's okay. Sister Barbara said that women should live for themselves and don't have to care about other people's eyes." Amy then comforted, suddenly thought of something, and lowered her voice a little: "But she is also very Small."
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