The business hours for the evening arrived soon, and Mag probably finalized a recipe for fish-flavored eggplant, but the specific amounts of ingredients and seasonings still needed constant experimentation.
Without the master's experience and precise recipes, it is undoubtedly a new challenge for Mag. Not only patience, but also the comprehensive application of the understanding of cooking during this period is required before he can make a dish that will satisfy him. Satisfying fish-flavored eggplant.
Putting away the paper and pen, Mag walked towards the kitchen door. Phyllis had not yet taken out the grilled beef skewers for him to try, so he was also a little curious about the progress.
"It seems that the amazing talent has not been used in the barbecue." Mag stood at the door and looked at Phyllis, who was standing at the grill with a nervous look on her face, with a smile on her lips.
Her smooth forehead was covered with small beads of sweat. Her eyes were fixed on the beef skewers on the grill. The hand holding the beef skewers was a little stiff, as if she was holding something that could explode at any time.
On the plate at her hand was a pile of failed products, some of which were as black as charcoal, some even with the bamboo skewers burned, and some of which were half-cooked, with no one visible. Don't say it's edible.
Mag glanced at the barbecue skewers that were burned again in Phyllis' hands, walked into the kitchen, looked at the somewhat frustrated Phyllis and said with a smile: "You are really on par with me before."
Phyllis, who was a little discouraged at first, turned around and looked at Mag in disbelief, "Were you like this when you first started?"
"I'm not a talented chef to begin with, I'm just a little luckier and more diligent than others." Mag smiled and nodded, and said silently in his heart: "Of course, the first point is more important."
Phyllis regained confidence in her eyes.
Mag casually poured the roast beef skewers that Phyllis failed to cook into the kitchen waste bin nearby, briefly tidied up the stove, and said with a smile: "This is the end of today's practice. When you start working officially the day after tomorrow, you You will be responsible for all the preparation of ingredients that require the use of knives. You can usually practice in the restaurant. If you have something to do tonight, you can leave first after dinner. If you have nothing to do, you can also stay in the restaurant."
"If possible, I would also like to watch you cook." Phyllis looked at Mag with bright eyes. If before, the only person she admired in her heart was Her Majesty the Princess, now she has one more person.
"It's up to you. I will arrange your accommodation at night." Mag nodded slightly. It was a good thing that Phyllis was studious. He hoped more than anyone else that she could grow into a chef who could act alone as soon as possible, so that he could slowly be liberated.
As for the residence, Mag has already thought about expanding the dormitory where Mia and the others live now into a four-bedroom apartment. Anyway, there is a large empty space next to it. When he originally built the dormitory for Mia and the others, he asked the system to reserve two rooms. After the room is ready, you can just open a door without affecting the layout at all.
"By the way, what style do you like for your room?" Mag suddenly looked up at Phyllis who was helping to clean up and asked.
"Huh?" Phyllis was a little confused.
"That's it...I'm going to arrange a dormitory for you. What kind of decoration or color do you like for your room?" Mag explained. After what happened last time, he had decided not to guess the woman's thoughts.
Phyllis felt warm in her heart. Except for Her Royal Highness, no one had ever asked her what she wanted, and no one would consider what she liked. Mag not only taught her how to cook, but also considered her in such detail. Looking at that picture With a gentle smile on his face, his heart was beating loudly, and he said softly: "I...I...I like something plainer, it doesn't need to be too gorgeous, just be simple..."
After saying that, Phyllis glanced at Mag again and said worriedly: "Isn't this too demanding..."
"Doesn't this mean there are no requirements?" Mag smiled and shook his head. The little girl was still too shy, but it was easy to be elegant. It seemed that she still retained many of the elf's nature.
"system……"
Mag and the system bargained for a while, and finally added a dormitory to Felice for 30,000 yuan, including packaging, repairs, and all the furniture.
"Father, the children are going to have a parent-teacher meeting. Do you want to go?" Amy said as soon as she entered the door after coming home from school.
"Will there be a parent-teacher meeting?" Mag looked at Amy who was carrying a small schoolbag with some surprise. Crassus and Julian came to the restaurant to eat every day, which was equivalent to a home visit every day, and Amy was their only student. Do they still have to hold a parent-teacher meeting? can you?
"Hmm, Daphne just said it when she came to play with me after school. The parents of the children will go, so you will definitely go too, right?" Amy nodded her little head and looked at her with big blue eyes. Mag, full of expectation.
It turned out to be a unified student union for the students of Chaos Academy. McGonagall was somewhat aware of it, but looking at Amy's expectant eyes, she felt a little anxious. Amy is now learning magic with Crassus and Julian every day. In Chaos Academy He did not learn from his class, and Crassus did not inform him at all.
But looking at Amy's expectant eyes, Mag couldn't bear to refuse. He smiled and touched Amy's head and said, "Of course my father will go to Amy's first parent-teacher conference."
"That's great!" Amy jumped up happily, hugged Mag's arm and shook it, "Father, you are great!"
Phyllis stood at the door of the kitchen and watched this scene with a smile on her face. The father and daughter looked so loving at all times, which was enviable and warm.
"But, Daphne said that this parents' meeting requires both father and mother to be present..." Amy's voice gradually became smaller and she looked at Mag cautiously.
"In this case..." Mag also pondered, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Why don't you find someone to replace you?"
The two of them glanced at Felice, looking thoughtful at the same time.
Phyllis, who was still a little worried at first, was stunned for a moment, and her heart started to beat like a deer. Although she had promised to help the boss take care of the child before she came, she didn't go to the extent of pretending to be the child's mother. ?
But... looking at the delicate and lovely Amy and the mature and gentle Mag, Phyllis's heart softened all of a sudden. It is really not easy for a man to raise a child by himself. If the mother did not go to the parent-teacher conference, she would definitely Will others say it? In this case...then I will reluctantly agree.
"I don't think so. Sister Bean Sprout is too peaceful." Amy shook her head.
"Yeah, and it's too young. It looks like a child." Mag nodded in agreement.
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