"Let's go, see that Xiaomi is already yawning just now, go upstairs to sleep." Mag took Amy's hand and said with a smile.
"Xiaomi is not sleepy, she can help father pack things." Amy yawned while shaking her head.
"I'll clean up later, you can't fall asleep here, father can't hold you now..." Mag took Amy's little hand, feeling a little disappointed for no reason.
Such a lovely daughter, but she can't give her a princess hug, let alone hold her high, no, she must recover as soon as possible, Mag secretly made up his mind.
The stairs are at the other end of the kitchen. Going in from the counter, there is a small door that separates the dining room from the living area, which suits McGonagall very well.
The little guy kept running upstairs and downstairs when he was in a coma, and even invited someone to see him. After eating, he said that he was not sleepy, and his eyes were almost closed after climbing the stairs.
Mag took her into the master bedroom. Next to the big bed was a pink children's bed with guardrails. The small bed had a complete set of small quilts and small pillows, and there was a small staircase to climb up.
Amy's eyes lit up when she saw such a beautiful room and cot, but she was so sleepy, she took off her shoes and climbed onto the cot, laying on a warm and comfortable pillow, holding Mag's fingers tightly with her little hands, happy Said: "Father is amazing, the bed has become soft and comfortable, Xiaomi likes it very much. There is also a full Han banquet, it must be delicious..."
"Well, when you wake up tomorrow morning, you can eat the love breakfast made by your father, so go to sleep." Mag said with a smile.
"Love breakfast, it must be delicious..." Amy murmured, closed her eyes, and fell asleep after a while.
Mag stood by the bed and looked at Amy who was sleeping sweetly. She stretched out her hand to help her brush the hair that fell on her face to the sides, then retracted the other hand, and covered her with the quilt.
"Don't worry, Dad will definitely let you eat a full feast." McGonagall leaned down and kissed Amy's hair lightly, and said silently in her heart.
Mag just sat on the side of the big bed, closed his eyes and looked at the door in his mind, thinking about how to open it, when a villain exactly like him appeared in his mind, like His body was completely under his control, he hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand and pushed open the door with the four characters of Yangzhou Fried Rice written on it.
I only felt a flash of white light in front of my eyes, Mag closed his eyes subconsciously, and when he opened them again, all his spirit had been absorbed into that villain's body, the door behind him disappeared, and where he was standing now was A rectangular kitchen is exactly the same as my kitchen on the first floor, and it just corresponds to the proportion.
"Hey, this is good. After going out, it saves the time of running in and getting familiar with the kitchen." Mag's eyes lit up, and he was stunned when he raised his leg. I couldn't stop jumping twice, although I still felt a little light and weak, but it was much better than the previous disabled state.
"System, what is this?" Mag exclaimed excitedly. Could it be that the system has kindly restored his body
"The current physical state of the host is the state after physical fitness +0.5, please work hard to complete the task, a strong body is waiting for you." The voice of the system sounded.
"It turns out to be like this." Mag looked at a physical fitness comparison table that was transmitted in his mind simultaneously. crippled state.
And the current state is 1.5. Although I can't hold an epee, it is enough to hold a kitchen knife.
Moreover, the physical upper limit of human beings in this world is much higher than that of the earth. For example, after the physical fitness reaches 4, they can fight with ordinary orcs, and when they reach 10, they can even punch forest trolls to the ground. Back then, Mag Alec Si's physical fitness should reach around 8, and he is an extremely powerful existence among human beings.
"Welcome to the God of Cooking Trial Field. The system will provide an authentic experience of Yangzhou Fried Rice. Only after the Yangzhou Fried Rice completed by the host has passed the certification of this system can you leave the trial field. Request." The system voice sounded again.
"System, I feel like I heard something wrong just now, what's the standard you said?" Mag asked tentatively.
"All the requests the host made when they commented on Yangzhou Fried Rice." The system responded without emotion.
"I think the Yangzhou Fried Rice standard officially announced earlier is quite good, why don't we stick to that?" Mag tried to negotiate.
"The standard cannot be changed, please complete the task as soon as possible." The system flatly refused.
"Then the standard of other dishes?" Mag was a little panicked.
"All follow the host's previous comments as the standard."
"qnmlgb!"
Mag's heart is broken. At first, he thought that this system was not malicious and could be used as an auxiliary system. Now it seems that he is still too young. Using the requirements he raised at the beginning as the standard, this is definitely full of malice ah.
Thinking back to the venomous demands he made at the beginning, after putting it on himself, hehe was not enough to express his feelings.
This shit is putting himself to death. Even those masters of Yangzhou fried rice, it is estimated that few of them can make Yangzhou fried rice of that level.
"Sure enough, I can't think too well. This is a system specially designed by Tiandao to appease those chefs. But now people have come in, and they can't get out if they don't finish..." Mag looked at a golden light that appeared in his mind. experience package, took a deep breath to calm himself down.
Now that there is no choice, let’s face it directly. He has already agreed to make a love breakfast for Amy. Thinking of how happy Amy will be after eating Yangzhou fried rice, Mag is also full of expectations, and even his eyes become firm. .
Mag tried to use his thinking to touch the golden experience package in his mind, and the experience of making Yangzhou fried rice poured into his mind. From the selection of ingredients, to the processing of ingredients, to the process of frying rice, it was perfectly integrated into it. In his thinking, it seemed that he knew it already.
"So simple?" Mag was completely stunned. He originally thought that the system would embarrass him, but he didn't expect to give him such a big surprise directly, as if letting him inherit the inheritance of a Yangzhou fried rice master. He felt that As long as he followed the method in his mind, he would be able to cook a bowl of high-quality Yangzhou fried rice in no time. It would be cheating for him to turn from a novice cook to a seasoned cook.
After sorting out the things in her mind, Mag walked to the refrigerator with confidence, opened the refrigerator, and there were various ingredients in it, such as rice, tree mushrooms, ham, winter bamboo shoots, prawns, green peas, eggs, millet Onions, all the ingredients needed are readily available.
"First cook, then process the ingredients, and then fry the rice." The steps in Mag's mind were very clear, and his eyes lit up when he looked at the ingredients in the refrigerator.
Stretching out his hand to grab a handful of rice, it was smooth and delicate, with bluish-white color and full grains, crystal clear under the light, much better quality than the Thai fragrant rice he usually ate, and a fresh fragrance hit his face.
Looking at the prawns in the pool beside them, the translucent body has unusual and rare lavender lines, swimming happily, looking full of vitality and wildness.
The winter bamboo shoots are still stained with a little black soil, and the salt frost on the ham has not been removed. The gray mushrooms should be some kind of tree mushrooms. There was still some dew on it.
As a foodie who has eaten almost all Michelin-starred restaurants, Mag still has this vision. He practiced his hands, so naturally he would not be polite, and started to wash rice and cook.
With such a high level of experience, McGonagall originally thought that it would not be difficult to make a Yangzhou fried rice, but when he really started to process the ingredients, he realized that everything was not as simple as imagined.
Although he knew how to cut the knife in his mind, but when he actually held the ingredients and began to cut, he realized that the movements of his hands could not meet the requirements and standards in his mind.
In order to make the taste of fried rice more delicate, each side dish must be cut to the same size as the rice grains. This requires extremely high knife skills, and it is a severe challenge for Mag. There is no way to slice evenly It can only be done over and over again.
Looking at the bamboo shoots with one end thin and the other thick, Mag sighed, and continued with another one.