MTL - Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant (A Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World)

The golden eggs wrap the rice perfectly, the grains are distinct, the red beef diced is dotted with a seductive oily shine, and the green chopped green onion is the finishing touch, which adds a lot of color to this fried rice.

The fragrant aroma is tangy, and the aroma of stir-fried beef and eggs are intertwined, harmonious and beautiful.

"Gurulu..."

I wanted to reorganize my emotions and say something cruel, but my stomach screamed in despair.

Norma's expression collapsed, and she already picked up the spoon by herself, and then quickly took a spoonful of fried rice and fed it into her mouth.

The fluffy rice, wrapped in eggs, is bitten down, and the egg is full of fragrance, while a beef cube is mixed with it, with a slight elasticity, bringing an unparalleled delicious experience in the splash of gravy.

The satisfaction of being filled made Norma's eyes light up instantly.

Norma has eaten countless delicacies of mountains and seas, and McCarthy Manor has the top chef in the dungeon, but the beef and egg fried rice in front of her has brought her a sense of surprise.

One bite after bite, a plate of fried rice saw the bottom in a blink of an eye, and Norma licked the corner of her mouth, a little unsatisfied.

Then she took a few more mouthfuls of soup with a spoon. The tomato and egg soup tasted sour, sweet and refreshing, and it was perfect to go with fried rice.

After a while, both the soup bowl and the plate saw the bottom, and Norma put down the spoon in her hand.

This lunch is very simple, she has never even eaten such a simple lunch.

But she was satisfied with what she ate, which was both physical and psychological satisfaction.

Norma raised his eyes and looked at McGonagall, who was eating quietly. He didn't show any expression expecting praise, but seemed a little dissatisfied.

"The heat of the beef is somewhat lacking, and needs to be adjusted." McGonagall said to himself, indeed a little unsatisfied.

Inexplicably, Norma felt that the man in front of him seemed to radiate light. Unlike those Puxin men, although he was not a powerful child, his attitude towards cooking was awe-inspiring.

"I said, tonight you still have to..." Before Norma finished her words, the doorbell rang.

McGonagall stood up and opened the door. Nancy stood at the door. Although her expression was cold, her gaze was somewhat concerned, "I heard Bossang said that the girl Norman came to you, did you embarrass you?"

"She's in my room." McGonagall shrugged.

"What?" Nancy was stunned, and immediately showed a bit of shock, "You...you..."

How long did it take before McGonagall brought Norma back to the room.

"I'm just here to eat, don't think too much!" Norma seemed to hear the complex emotions in Nancy's tone, and immediately jumped to the door, and then watched Nancy teasingly said: "It's Nancy. Sister, I really care about him. I ran over in such a hurry. Are you afraid that I might eat him?"

"Eating?" Nancy glanced at Norma, who was still neatly dressed, and saw the plates on the dining table in the room from the gap between the two of them. It seemed that they had indeed eaten together, and they were made by McGonagall. Rice.

"That's it for today, I'll go back first, don't forget our agreement." Norma blinked at McGonagall, and then squeezed past Nancy with a smile, humming briskly. Leave.

McGonagall could see it. This girl didn't mean much to him, she just wanted to overpower Nancy.

"Would you like to come in for a while?" McGonagall asked, looking at Nancy.

Nancy thought for a while, nodded and followed McGonagall into the room.

Norma can make it, why can't she make it, Nancy.

This is also the first time she has entered the staff dormitory. In order to avoid suspicion, she always keeps a certain distance between employees of the opposite sex, including Bossang.

McGonagall cleared the plates on the table, poured a glass of water for Nancy, and asked, "Have you had lunch?"

"not yet."

"Simply make something for you?"

Nancy wanted to refuse, there would be a family dinner, but when she glanced at Norma's clean plate, she couldn't help wondering what they had eaten before, so she nodded.

McGonagall made a new beef and egg fried rice for Nancy, summing up the experience, and controlling the heat of the stir-fried beef a little bit more.

Nancy sat on the sofa and watched McGonagall cooking. This feeling was a bit special. In a small room, a man in regular clothes wears an apron to cook for you, just like... the kind of family in the movie.

In her world, this kind of scene has never appeared before.

She never thought that in the future there would be a man who would cook her lunch in their home.

At this moment, she felt very beautiful.

Then she couldn't help but smile, for her strange thoughts, but looking at McGonagall's serious profile, she was a little dazed.

"Beef and egg fried rice, there are not many ingredients in the refrigerator, but the quality is not bad." McGonagall put the fried rice in front of Nancy and smiled.

"Thank you." Nancy nodded slightly, restrained the strange look in her eyes, picked up the spoon, and gracefully finished the whole beef fried rice.

No wonder Norma, who has always been picky, would eat in McGonagall's small room.

This beef and egg fried rice is so delicious!

The heat control of the hot beef is just right, but the beef is not hard to chew, and the delicate taste has extremely high requirements for the control of the heat.

After eating the fried rice, Nancy stood up and said goodbye to leave. Before leaving, she told McGonagall to be more defensive against Norma.

McGonagall smiled and said okay, and after closing the door, he agreed to Norma's request from a friend.

Looking at the head of the girl who sent him a string of emoticons, McGonagall's mouth was slightly tilted, and it was clear that Yu'er had already taken the bait.

McGonagall forwarded the screenshot of the chat with Norma to Xi, and briefly reported that he had successfully caught the line of Norma.

...

"Only half a day, I caught up with Norma, is this guy really that charming?" Xi looked at the picture sent by McGonagall and fell into thinking.

But this is indeed a good progress for the task.

Norma is the daughter of Gardner. Gardner is a core member of the McCarthy family and is responsible for external affairs. It is very likely to be related to the disappearance of Congressman Tam.

If McGonagall intends to use Norma as a breakthrough point, it is indeed a good choice.

"What are you going to do next?" Xi replied.

"If there is no problem with your intelligence, Norma is indeed very favored by Gardner, then I will try to get information about Senator Tam from her."

"Be careful." Xi replied, closing the chat interface.

...

McGonagall stood at the window of the dormitory and looked at the manor. From the angle of the window, only a small area could be seen, excluding the living area and activity area of ​​the McCarthy family.

In fact, he already has all the information needed for this mission in his hands. He now only needs a scene to reasonably obtain this information, and then he can withdraw and leave.

There are three extraordinary powerhouses guarding McCarthy Manor, and he has no reason to die for a novice mission.

In the afternoon, McGonagall took a nap, then went downstairs and had a brief exchange with the chef in the public area downstairs of the dormitory, and visited the back kitchen by the way.

From tomorrow on, he will officially join the back chef of this large manor and take on part of the cooking work.

From the back kitchen far beyond the scale of a five-star hotel, McGonagall received news from Norma:

"I want to eat your meal tonight, and come to my villa now."

"I'll give you something to eat below?" McGonagall replied.

"I don't eat noodles, I want to eat lamb chops, charcoal grilled lamb chops!" Norma sent a voice message directly.

The girl couldn't taste the sliced ​​noodles he made. This was her loss. McGonagall sent another message: "Employees are not allowed to enter the core area, I can't come."

"I have sent someone to pick you up."

McGonagall just saw the news that an unmanned car had been parked next to him, the door opened automatically, and an electronic voice came from the car: "Hades, the identity has been confirmed, please get in the car and go to Miss Norma's residence."

"If this is known, isn't it a violation?" McGonagall didn't rush into the car, but sent a message to Norma.

"Cooking for your employer is originally your job. You will become my full-time chef in the future. As I said, as long as you perform well, your sister will give you a raise."

McGonagall got into the car, and there was no news of returning to Norma.

If the chef’s dormitory is already a luxurious residence for the workers, then this villa in Norma, covering an area of ​​more than 1,000 square meters, should be called the Pink Castle.

Even if the technology has developed to this level, girls still seem to be unable to change their enthusiasm for pink.

Of course, this kind of pink is quite advanced. The glass curtain wall is crystal pink, like pink diamonds, soft and dazzling, and the various colors complement each other, and the pink does not completely fill the entire castle. The girl is full of heart and is quite eye-catching.

Needless to say, this must be the work of a top designer.

McGonagall got out of the unmanned car and was introduced into the villa by a sweet-looking little maid. McGonagall looked at the little maid’s pink cat ears. She was obviously an orc lady.

"I asked you to come, you don't seem to be very happy?" In the hall, the floor was raised and a large chair was placed. Norma tilted her legs and looked at McGonagall condescendingly.

Norma, who sits in a high position like McGonagall, wants to laugh.

"Does cooking for you count as a reward?" McGonagall asked rhetorically.

"That's natural. How many chefs want to cook for this lady, but they don't have this opportunity. This is your honor." Norma's chin slightly raised.

"Unfortunately, the people who want to eat the food I cook are gone, and it's not working time now." McGonagall said calmly.

Norma's eyes narrowed slightly, and McGonagall's words were true. With his heat these days, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the hottest man in the dungeon.

"You are here, don't you just leave without doing something?" Norma stepped down from the platform and walked to McGonagall.

The high platform slowly descended behind her until it was flush with the ground, and the huge chair unfolded and turned into a sofa.

It turns out that this problem doesn't happen in front of anyone, ah, a false woman.

"I charge, it's expensive." McGonagall looked at Norma, his voice low.

The little maid on the side opened her mouth slightly and looked at McGonagall in shock. Although she was also super fan of this handsome man, she still worried about his life if she dared to talk to Miss Norma in this way.

"Expensive? Oh, the last thing this lady lacks is money." Norma raised her hand, and a transfer interface lit up on the bracelet, "How much?"

"One meal, one million," McGonagall said.

Norma tapped her finger twice, and the one million was turned away.

McGonagall's bracelet lighted up, and one million was paid.

The real rich woman is so arrogant.

"Where is the kitchen?" McGonagall said directly after receiving the money to do business.

"I... I'll take you..." the maidservant maid whispered, the shock on her face has not faded.

The man in front of him actually got a million from Miss Norma. He was so daring.

McGonagall followed the little maid into the kitchen in the basement.

Compared with Magna’s shabby operating desk, the kitchen in the Norma Villa is luxurious, covering more than 100 square meters, with all kinds of kitchenware and tableware. There are also two large freezers in the corner, which are filled. All kinds of ingredients.

There is a charcoal grill on the operating table, the charcoal fire has been ignited, and there is a large piece of lamb chops on the side dish, obviously it has just been processed, and the lamb’s blood has not been solidified yet, and it is full of freshness.

Norma wants to eat charcoal grilled lamb chops, and McGonagall will make them for her.

As the saying goes, if you want to conquer a woman, you start by conquering her stomach. If you can reach the stomach in one step, you basically can't escape.

The little maid stood by, looking at McGonagall with admiration, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"No need, thank you." McGonagall refused coldly, washed his hands, put on an apron, and began to process the ingredients.

Norma turned around twice, but couldn't help but come in, nicknamed the supervisor, and asked the little maid to move her a comfortable chair.

"It turns out that it feels like being a judge of the King of Chefs Contest." Norma comfortably nestled on the sofa, watching McGonagall, who really put the lamb chops on the grill, said.

McGonagall raised his eyebrows, boy, what about playing live games?

For the charcoal grilled lamb chops, McGonagall is also very handy. Slowly grilled over charcoal fire, brushed with sauce, the aroma gradually becomes stronger.

The two masters and servants watched from the sidelines, and they had swallowed many times.

"Water." Norma ordered her head sideways, but her eyes couldn't move away from the golden lamb chops on the grill.

The scent is too strong, too tempting, and has an irresistible penetrating power.

And I watched the lamb chops slowly turn golden brown on the charcoal fire, listened to the sizzling oil, and smelled the scent, feeling that the baby gluttons in my stomach were hooked up.

The little maid hurriedly poured a glass of water and watched McGonagall's gaze grow stronger.

Once the fire was in place, McGonagall put the lamb out of the oven and placed it on the plate. The lamb chops cut along the gaps between the lamb chops were cut crosswise, a little bit smaller, more suitable for girls to eat elegantly.

Finally, sprinkle a handful of green onions to garnish, and this charcoal grilled lamb chop is complete.

A whole piece of lamb chops filled a large plate.

"It's done, please take your time." McGonagall said while looking at Norma.

Norma had gotten up from the chair, walked to the control desk, and looked at the roasted golden lamb chops that exuded the fragrant meaty aroma, her throat rolled again.

"I'll bring you the table." The little maid leaned forward and whispered.

"I'll try it first, is it really that delicious?" Norma couldn't wait to get started and grabbed a piece of lamb chops.

"Hiss! Hot!" Norma shrank her hands suddenly, then pinched the little maid's cat ears to cool down.

The little maid looked innocent, but she didn't dare to say anything.

After cooling her fingers, Norma put on a thin glove, grabbed a lamb chop again, took it to her mouth, and blew the hot air first, only then carefully opened her mouth and took a bite of the lamb chop.

The crispy skin is wrapped in tender and juicy lamb, just a bite, the plump juice and oil burst in the mouth, the slightly spicy meaty aroma collides on the tongue, and the taste buds instantly lose control.

"what"

A long and uncontrollable moan made Norma's face flushed.

But……

This lamb chop is so delicious!

Barbecue is no stranger to Norma. There are two chefs who are very good at barbecuing in the manor, and those two grilled meat products are indispensable on every dinner table.

But she has never eaten such delicious and special lamb chops.

She had seen Nancy gaffes on the show before and laughed at her for not seeing the world. She didn't expect to taste this lamb chop in person today, and she didn't look very promising.

The unique aroma of charcoal grilling penetrates into the lamb, and the unique sauce is irresistible.

If she is a judge of the Kitchen King Competition, she can't help giving full marks, right?

"This is too delicious!"

Norma couldn't help but admired, and then glanced at McGonagall. No wonder Nancy was so optimistic about him, and even launched a fighter plane to protect his safety.

The little maid couldn’t help swallowing her saliva. I watched the live broadcast with the lady before, and I didn’t know how many saliva swallowed secretly. Today, I watched McGonagall’s grilled lamb chops with my own eyes, smelling the aroma, how can I resist this lure.

"Take it, you also have one piece." Norma took a lamb chop from the plate, shook it slightly, and handed it to the little maid.

"Thank you, Miss." The little maid took the lamb chops flattered, took two steps back, blew, and then took a bite, her eyes suddenly narrowed into crescents, she held her mouth and slurped like a little squirrel. .

McGonagall looked at this scene, Norma's opponent was pretty good, and he didn't treat him badly at all.

Norma finished eating two lamb chops and was three-point full. Then she felt a little uncomfortable to eat while standing in the kitchen, and said, "Go to the restaurant to eat."

The little maid quickly wiped her hands, carefully carried the sheep out of the kitchen with her hands, and went straight to the restaurant on the first floor.

McGonagall untied his apron and went upstairs to go back. He had finished his work, and it seemed that Norma was very satisfied.

As soon as the three of them arrived on the first floor, a maid walked quickly and respectfully said: "Miss, the master is here."

The words fell, the door of the villa had been opened, and a thin middle-aged man walked in.

McGonagall looked at the person, raised his eyebrows, and quickly recovered his calmness, but he was not in a hurry to leave. He stepped back half a step and stood beside the little maid.

"Father!" Norma cried out in surprise, jumping forward, holding the middle-aged man's arms, "When did you come back? Didn't you say that you will be back next week?"

"Something happened here in Tucker City, so I came back early." The middle-aged man with a cold temperament showed a smile on his face when he looked at Norma, and his eyebrows were full of spoiling. Patriarch, let’s take a look at my baby girl first."

As he said, his gaze passed the little maid, and fell on McGonagall, his narrow eyes suddenly narrowed, flashing a dangerous light.

"You came just at the right time, and you just grilled the charcoal grilled lamb chops, let's eat together." Norma took Gardner to the table.

Gardner sat down, glanced at the charcoal grilled lamb chops on the table, looked at McGonagall again, and asked, "Are you Hades?"

"Yes." McGonagall nodded slightly.

The man in front of him was Gardner, the target of his trip. He didn't expect to meet him on the first day after entering McCarthy Manor.

"Father, do you also know him?" Norma said with a piece of lamb chops in her hand, somewhat surprised.

"How many people in the dungeon don't recognize him?" Gardner smiled. The Dixon family suffered a dumb loss this time. Fergus was killed and a half-step transcendental powerhouse was lost. , This one can be said to be the fuse of the whole incident.

Apparently, Nancy took him back to McCarthy Manor. In addition to admiring his cooking skills, most of them had the intention to protect him.

McGonagall kept his head silent and asked the system to take a few photos.

Gardner didn't have much interest in McGonagall. He was able to enter McCarthy Manor, indicating that the family had conducted an in-depth investigation of him and his background should be no problem.

In the Fergus incident, he could only be regarded as accidentally hitting him, a chef, not enough to make him interested.

"Then you can taste this lamb chop, it is delicious." Norma took a piece of lamb chop and handed it to Gardner.

Gardner took the lamb chops, and it was still a bit hot. It should have just been roasted, but the meat was quite fragrant. He opened his mouth and took a bite, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

As one of the small group of people in the dungeon power class, his desire for food has long since become dull, but the taste of this grilled lamb chop made him a little surprised.

The tender and delicate lamb has not become dry in the charcoal grilling. The slightly charred skin is crispy and fragrant. During chewing, the juice will fly in the mouth, which makes people feel addicted.

It was just a couple of mouthfuls, and half a lamb defecate.

"Bring the wine." Gardner ordered to the maid on the side.

"Yes." The maid walked away quickly, and quickly pushed a small car over, opening the bottle, pouring, sobering, and dividing the wine in one go. A glass of red wine was already in front of Gardner.

Gardner took a sip of wine, then picked up another lamb chop and chewed it carefully, with a pleasant expression on his face.

The satisfaction of food has not appeared in him for a long time, and this lamb chop grilled is indeed very unique.

"Your cooking skills are good." Gardner put down the lamb bone in his hand and said as he looked at McGonagall.

Your daughter is also good. McGonagall said neither overbearing nor overbearing: "Thank you."

The maids on the side looked at McGonagall in surprise and envy. The third master never praised the next person, but he showed great appreciation for Hades.

"You go back first, I'll let the car take you back to the dormitory." Norma and McGonagall said, casting a look at the little maid on the side.

"Okay." McGonagall nodded slightly.

"Come with me, please." The little maid led McGonagall out, the unmanned car that was still parked at the door, and the door had been opened.

McGonagall got in the car.

The little maid blushed and said: "Mr. Hades, I am your fan. The charcoal grilled lamb chops you made are really delicious, I really like them."

A gentle smile appeared on McGonagall's face, and he nodded slightly and said, "Thank you, please go back."

The door slowly closed, and the unmanned vehicle slowly started and drove away from the villa area.

"His smile is so gentle, it's awful, it's a heartbeat feeling!" The little maid covered her heart, her face flushed to the base of her ears.