Chapter 4 A Small Promise

Turning on the faucet and taking a few gulps of water, he held his hands on the edge of the pool and exhaled, and Mag felt that he had come to life again. When he woke up without drinking water, his mouth was extremely dry, but the sweet biscuits entered his throat, almost I didn't choke him to death, and now I still feel a little sore in my throat.

If it was in his previous life, he would have to write a thousand-word letter to shut down the boss. Is this food eaten by humans?

"Father, are you okay?" Amy ran over at some point and asked worriedly, pulling on the hem of his clothes.

"Well, father is fine, he's just choking." Mag hurriedly looked down at Amy, reached out and touched her hair, and smiled again on his face. This feeling of being remembered and dependent made his heart feel warm, and his malice towards Sweet Shortbread was also alleviated a lot.

He's just an ordinary father now, and he doesn't want to do those things in his previous life again, and he doesn't want to go through it a second time.

"Father, eat slowly. Although the sweet biscuits are delicious, you shouldn't be in a hurry. You have to bite a little so that you won't choke." He taught Mag with a stern face.

"Well, what Xiaomi said is right." Mag looked at Xiaomi's eyes and nodded seriously, and the little guy returned to his seat with satisfaction.

Mag was not in a hurry to go out, but looked at the kitchen.

The layout of the kitchen is a long strip, about ten square meters, which is considered to be wide. There are four built-in gas stoves on the stovetop, a silver side-suction range hood, and a large cross-door refrigerator on the side.

This is a very professional modern kitchen, but most of the areas are still empty, there is only a wide Chinese kitchen knife hanging on the knife rack, and there are no pots and pans.

"System, did you forget to put electrical appliances and kitchen utensils in when you were decorating? Is the refrigerator empty?"

"The host does not have permission to use those appliances yet. After completing the task, they will be unlocked one after another. At this stage, only the ingredients needed in the recipes learned by the host are provided, and the host needs to purchase before they can use it." The voice of the system sounded.

"In order for me to learn how to cook well, it really took a lot of effort..." Mag was stunned for a moment, a little helpless, it seems that there is no way to get something else to eat today, and the system said that the ingredients need to be purchased in the future, does the system Will the required ingredients be provided directly?

After wandering around in the kitchen and making sure that there was nothing to eat, I had to pour two bowls of boiled water and carry it out of the kitchen. It seems that it is very necessary to complete the task as soon as possible, otherwise there will be no space for Jinshan to spend.

And after eating this terrible sweet shortbread, he is very looking forward to Yangzhou fried rice. Whether it is to let Amy taste the food from the earth, or to conquer the whole world with a Yangzhou fried rice, it is an interesting thing matter.

Mag revisited his predecessor's memories. In this world, because of the millennium race war, human's food style is somewhat similar to British cuisine. The cooking method is simple and rude, except for boiling, it is roasting.

When cooking, do not put any seasonings. When eating, sprinkle some seasonings such as salt and pepper according to personal taste. The main purpose is to eat saturated and nutritionally balanced. After all, in the war years, there are not so many conditions to pay attention to. .

Although after a hundred years of peace, the diet has developed to a certain extent, but the thinking of the chefs is serious. Even if they try to improve, the dishes are still simple, and there are not many refreshing cooking methods and dishes.

Humans who like to delve into food are still like this, not to mention other races. The food of the elves is mostly taken from nature, mainly all kinds of wild fruits; dwarves eat more casually, as long as they are cooked; as for demons and orcs,

even eat the prey raw...

"It's like a virgin land of gourmet food, waiting for me to reclaim it." Mag pouted and looked at Amy, who was nibbling on sweet biscuits in both hands, with a gentle smile on his face, spreading the idea of ​​food culture. He doesn't have much interest in such a great ideal, but he wants his daughter to eat real food and live a comfortable life. In this way, learning to cook is not an unacceptable thing.

Because he was really hungry, Mag could only soak the cake in boiled water and eat it after it softened, barely able to swallow it.

Amy's teeth were very good. The flatbread was biting with a crunch, and it was finished after a while. She held the bowl with both hands and drank a large gulp of boiled water. She burped contentedly, and watched as she was still pulling the bowl with chopsticks. The sickly Mag in the room said with a smile: "Father, isn't the sweet shortbread super delicious?"

"No, this can only be regarded as something that can barely satisfy one's hunger, millet. I will make you a full-fledged feast for you in the future, and you will eat it alone until you are full." Mag shook his head and reached out to scratch Amy's pink Small nose, said with a smile.

"Man Han Quan? Is it really better than sweet shortbread?" Amy's eyes lit up completely, but when she looked at Mag, her little face showed a bit of entanglement. The food my father cooked before tasted so strange. , can you really make a meal a hundred times better than sweet shortbread?

"Of course it's true, and the Manchurian feast is not a single dish, but a feast of 108 delicacies from the mountains and seas, which can be eaten for three days in a row." Mag nodded earnestly, naturally guessing the little girl's thoughts , in her mind, sweet shortbread is the best thing to eat. And the cooking level of the predecessor is really not flattering, it is comparable to the current him, it is estimated that it has left a psychological shadow on the little girl.

"Are there one hundred and eight delicacies from mountains and seas?" Amy pointed her finger, her little head trying to imagine the scene where the table was full of things that were better than sweet shortbread, and she could eat it for three days in a row. Lai became brighter, with a happy smile on his face, he jumped out of the chair, looked at Mag and exclaimed happily: "Oh yes! Millet wants to eat a Man Han feast, Father, please make a Man Han feast for Xiaomi! Millet wants to eat right now. !"

"Uh..." Mag looked at Amy's expectant eyes, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He can't even cook a Yangzhou fried rice now. However, he has a system for developing a master chef. In the future, a table full of Han Chinese will definitely not be a problem. Just looking at the expression of the little girl who wants to eat right now, this cow leather seems to be a little too early.

"Of course my father wants to make it for Amy, but our restaurant hasn't opened yet. There are no ingredients in the kitchen, so we can't make so many delicious food." Mag reached out and touched Amy's head, a little sorry said.

"Is that so..." Amy was a little lost, but she quickly raised her head, grabbed Mag's big hand with her small hand, patted the back of his hand lightly, and comforted: "It's okay, Father, Xiaomi feels that the previous The food is also delicious, and when Xiaomi grows up, I can make money, and then I will buy a lot of delicious food for my father, and let my father cook a full-scale banquet."

Looking at the serious expression on Amy's face, Mag suddenly felt a little sore in his nose, took a breath, shook his head with a smile, and said, "The father is different now, so of course the matter of making money to support the family has to be handed over to him. I, Man Han Quanxi, will definitely do what I say, this is our agreement and my promise." After speaking, he extended his pinky to Amy.

Amy looked up at Jiang Hong and blinked. Today's father seems to be really different. He seems to have become taller and more amiable. Looking at the little finger, he also stretched out his own little thumb hook. on, smiled happily and said: "Well, Xiaomi believes that my father can do it."