Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

"What did you say? Who's here?" Harris was taken aback, looking at Mag in disbelief.

"Master Rom of Eiseniteburg." McGonagall said, "He had breakfast in the dining room this morning."

"How is it possible, that guy is the kind of person who can live in the forge all his life." Harry stared, really surprised.

"Maybe it's because the pepper fish head is so delicious." Mag said flatly.

"You mean... he was attracted by the chopped pepper fish head you made? For a fish head, he gave up his persistence and belief in the dead house, and ran all the way to the city of chaos?" Harry said with a look on his face. Looking at Meg in disbelief.

"Isn't the charm of a fish head enough?" Mag looked at Harris and asked.

Harry thought about it seriously, nodded and said, "That's enough."

Didn't he stay in Chaos City just because of a dish? It sounds unbelievable, but it's so natural.

"Let's learn to grill beef kebabs today, the simplest kebab." Mag took out a whole piece of beef and a bamboo stick from the refrigerator and put them on the vegetable cutting table, "Let's start with cutting meat and threading meat on skewers. "

"Barbecue is my specialty, and I'm sure I'll be quick at this." Harris said confidently.

Chebman stood aside and watched seriously, like a serious and good student.

"Barbecue is a technical job. Satisfactory barbecue can be produced only by mastering the heat, and the preparation of ingredients is also very important. The beef we chose..." Mag began to teach with a serious expression.

Harris and Chebman are very good apprentices. They have a solid foundation in cooking, and they have a very pious and serious attitude towards cooking.

So in addition to the husband and wife's lung slices, Mag also plans to teach them roast beef kebabs.

There are no kebabs in the supper rivers and lakes, so it seems a bit lonely and boring.

For the time being, Mag doesn't have the ability to let more people eat skewers, and Harry, who likes to travel far and learn from others, is obviously a good communicator.

Perhaps through him, the grilled skewers will be able to open up a territory and have a place in the night snack arena of the Nolan mainland.

Money is endless, and it is not easy to add some novel dishes to the catering structure of a world and become popular.

Not to mention anything else, in the city of chaos, he has never advocated that his dishes should not be imitated, but there are all kinds of restaurants in Aden Square with the names of the dishes on her menu, but none of them are spending fresh time. After the period, the business will be booming.

Therefore, a professional apprentice is also very important.

"Master, don't worry, the things we have learned will never be taught to a third person, but only for ourselves to learn." Harry looked at Mag and solemnly promised. He was quite moved by Mag's honesty and free dedication. For something as intimate as a recipe, even a father and son might not give it all to each other, let alone to two people who were completely strangers before. Not the slightest bit of privacy.

This kind of character and trust made him sincerely admire Mag, worthy of being called a master.

"Don't keep it a secret for me, I think the level of the food industry is too low now, I hope you can spread these two dishes for me, and raise the level of the food industry a little bit.

"Meg shook his head.

"Eh..." Harry was stunned for a moment, looking at a calm face that didn't seem to be joking with Mag, he couldn't help but sighed: "This is the loneliness of a master. I have felt this way before, but I didn't expect to meet Master one day , don’t worry, I will teach them wherever I go in the future, and let these two dishes spread.”

"You have to learn it first." McGonagall glanced at Harris, smiled and said, "Don't you need me to mention something this time?"

"No, a qualified student asks the teacher for advice without even trying it himself. Although it is safe, he loses the opportunity to find his own shortcomings and improve." Harui decisively refused.

Chebman on the side hesitated for a moment, then looked at Mag and said, "Master, I also want to try it myself this time."

"Okay, then you guys do it, I'll go out." Mag untied the apron, took a few skewers of grilled beef and walked out the door.

"Why don't you mention something this time, kid?" Harris looked at Chebman and said with a smile.

"Master is right. Shortcuts can't make a chef improve. What goes directly into the mind is different from what you think about. This is the truth you taught me since I was a child." Chebman said earnestly.

"Okay, let's start cutting the meat." Harris took out the knife and began to cut the meat seriously.

...

"Where's the blueprint?" Mag took the skewers and entered the blacksmith shop next door. Mobai, Lulu, and Hannah gathered around the small table, discussing the blueprint seriously.

"Yes, Boss, Boss Mobai is really amazing. The first part is almost finished." Hannah raised her head, with three traces of charcoal on her face, turning into a kitten with a painted face.

"Boss Mai." Mo Bai also looked at Mag and greeted with a smile.

"I've grilled some beef skewers, let's see after eating some." Mag handed over the skewers in his hand, two skewers per person, just right.

"Boss... Boss, let me show you the machine." Hannah took Mag into the forging room next door while biting the meat skewers.

Hannah pointed to a row of large parts in the corner of the forging room and said: "Look, these parts have been forged, and now only the main body of the brewing machine is missing. Boss Mobai said that thing is too big , this forging room is not big enough, he has to find a few blacksmiths from his friends to make it together."

"The efficiency is good, and the precision is also good, far better than your original batch of elderly machines." Mag squatted down to check the parts, and had to praise the craftsmanship. Although it was purely hand-made, the precision of these parts But it is extremely high, more than enough to make wine, and it is worthy of being a ruthless person who can make cannons by hand.

Hannah said with a serious face: "I made them myself. Although they look a bit ugly, I still use them to brew high-quality rum. That's a good machine."

"Okay, okay, I know you are great." Mag said with a smile. From this point of view, the construction of the distillery can start simultaneously. After the construction is completed, the machines will enter the site and mass production of rum can begin.

To own a top-notch rum factory and get a top-notch brand, he could already imagine what an investment it was.

"Keep busy, I'm going to bask in the sun." Mag didn't stay long, and after leaving the blacksmith's shop, he saw Julian, who was combing Heitan's few remaining feathers at the entrance of the magic potion shop next door, and greeted with a smile. Said: "Master Julian, comb Heitan's wool."

Heitan leaned his neck comfortably, enjoying the feeling of the thin comb sliding over his body.

"Comb neatly, Amy burns more easily." Julian replied hoarsely.

"Um?!!"

(??｀??Д????)!!

Heitan fell stiffly into the cage.

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