"I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me. This boss is a good person. You have to work hard to repay him." Karins seemed to see Reina's thoughts, a smile appeared on her pale face, and she carefully held the cup in front of her After sniffing the bowl, his eyes lit up and he said, "This soup is so fragrant. What kind of bones is it stewed with?"
"The boss said they are pig bones, but I think the pig bones are a little different from ordinary pig bones. They may be a more precious variety." Rena looked at Karins with some expectancy and urged: "Mother, try it. Let’s see if the taste is different from what I stewed before. Today I learned how to make soup from the boss all afternoon.”
"Okay, let me try it." Karins smiled and nodded, holding the bowl and taking a sip of the soup.
The temperature of the bone soup is just right, the taste is warm, and the delicious taste blooms instantly, making the taste buds that are not energetic can't help but get excited. After swallowing a mouthful of soup, the meaty aroma lingers between the lips and teeth.
"How can this soup be so delicious?" Karins looked up at Rena in surprise. Rena would make some bone soup for her from time to time before, but today's bone soup tasted better than what she had experienced before. I don’t know how delicious the bone soup is. After swallowing it, the fragrance will linger on your lips and teeth.
"Then drink more, there is still a lot in the pot." Reina also smiled after hearing this. Since she fell ill, her mother's appetite has become worse and worse. Even if she changes her ways to cook food for her, every time They both ate very little, but she didn't expect that the bone soup today would suit her taste.
"Okay." Karins nodded, holding the bowl and continuing to drink the soup.
Gurgling, a bowl of thick soup went into my stomach in a short while.
Reina saw her mother's pale face gain a trace of blood, her face lit up, and she filled her another half bowl of bone soup.
"Rena, you should drink some too. You must have worked hard after learning food all day." Karins pulled Rena to sit down, served her a bowl of soup, and then warned her with a serious look: "Your boss He is a good man, and his cooking skills must be very good. Since you are learning skills from him, you must study hard and not let him down. In the future, you must be more diligent in the restaurant and lend a hand to anyone who can help. It doesn't matter if you suffer a little loss. ,Disadvantage is a blessing."
"Yes, I remember." Reina nodded seriously, and then said with a smile: "Let's have some soup, let's eat hot pot, the soup is about to boil..."
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Because he didn’t know how long he would stay in the Endless Sea this time, Mag focused on telling Reina a lot about the methods and details of hot pot base ingredients, as well as demonstrations of how to make them. He planned to let Reina hold up the hot pot area before departure. The facade keeps the restaurant in business.
Rena studied very seriously and showed an excellent understanding of spices. Even if she has just come into contact with new spices, she can achieve very precise dosage control with her keen sense of smell.
"Rena, you have to come to the restaurant early tomorrow morning, and I will teach you how to make preserved egg and lean meat porridge." After business ended in the evening, Mag looked at Rena and said, "Be there at six o'clock on time."
"Okay, I'll be there on time." Reina nodded, although she was a little confused as to why Mag was so anxious to teach her the second dish. After all, she hadn't even learned how to make the hot pot base yet, but there wasn't much. ask.
"You did a great job today. You should be able to learn how to make a real red soup hotpot tomorrow. Go back and have a good rest." Mag praised with a smile. This talent was indeed something he could not envy. He was tortured a lot in the God of Cooking training ground for a portion of hot pot, but Reina, with her magical nose, had already trampled him under her feet.
Everyone left one after another, and Jina was tired and went upstairs to rest first. Mag locked the door of the restaurant, leaving Mag and his family of three alone in the restaurant.
"Let's go, let's go upstairs to rest." Mag said helplessly while looking at the mother and daughter who were discussing how to make a duck more delicious.
"Meow~" The ugly duckling jumped down from the counter with a swish. His legs holding Mag were trembling, and his big eyes were filled with tears, looking pitiful.
"Father, do you think duck should be roasted or stewed?" Amy looked at Mag and asked, and then said: "I think roasted duck is delicious, mother thinks stewed duck is delicious, what do you think? ?”
Irina also looked at Mag, with a "you know" expression in her eyes.
This is a gift proposition!
Mag raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that after a day's work, he would have to face such a troublesome problem.
He has a precious daughter on one side and a beautiful wife on the other. How do you choose?
Mag hesitated for a while, then looked down at the ugly duckling who was guaranteeing his thigh, and said helplessly: "You can choose a way to eat it yourself."
"Meow~"
The ugly duckling fell back in horror, rolled his eyes, stared at his legs, and died very spiritually.
"Dead?" Amy squatted down, poked the ugly duckling's belly with her little finger, and said with a smile: "Then our supper tonight is settled, let's eat roast fat duck."
"Meow!"
The ugly duckling woke up immediately, pushed his fat head into Amy's arms, screamed, and licked her little hands, acting coquettishly and cutely, doing everything he could.
"Okay, okay, ugly duckling, don't worry, we are not talking about you, you are still young, we will not eat you." Amy held down the ugly duckling's head and said with a smile.
"Meow~" The ugly duckling seemed to be relieved.
"Grow up quickly. When you grow into a big and white swan, you can fly into the sky." Amy reached out and touched the pair of small wing patterns on the back of the ugly duckling. She sighed. Why? It hasn't grown yet.
The ugly duckling nodded, as if expressing his determination.
"Mother, do you think the swan tastes better roasted or stewed? I really want to eat roasted goose." Amy turned to look at Irina and asked.
"Meow~" The ugly duckling fainted in Amy's arms.
I told Amy a little bedtime story, and the little guy quickly fell asleep in Irina's arms.
Mag was about to go to sleep next door, but Irina, who was wearing pajamas, stopped him and said, "What are you going to do in Devil's Islands?"
"Do you still remember the black mist that appeared on Berg's body before?" Mag sat down beside the bed and whispered.
"Well, that mist is a bit weird, and it has an aura that disgusts me. In addition, the Tree of Life was once invaded by the black mist in order to help me, but then a big fish landed, which made the black mist fade a lot. I teamed up with the Tree of Life to completely remove the black mist." Irina nodded, still feeling a little frightened when she thought of the black mist.
"This black mist may have appeared in the Devil's Islands again. I want to check it out to see what it is and then eliminate it," Mag said.
