Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

McGonagall and Amy did come back soon after their trip. Besides teasing black charcoal and mung beans when passing by the magic potion shop, they bought a can of goat's milk. It only cost 20 copper coins, and a bamboo pot was attached. McGonagall felt that he was a little too black hearted.

As soon as I opened the door, there were several mews inside, which sounded a little anxious.

"Ugly duckling, don't be afraid, you are so ugly, even if you are alone at home, it's OK." Said Amy, as she trotted through Meg's men.

"This comfort... Is really fresh and refined." McGonagall came in laughing and put the goat's milk on the counter. The towel in the basket had been messed up by the ugly duckling. He would put his paws on the edge of the basket and look at Amy tearfully, like an abandoned child, not to mention how pathetic.

"Well, next time I'll take you with me, I can't help it." Amy sighed and touched the duckling's head. The duckling immediately narrowed her eyes and showed an expression of enjoyment. She stopped barking.

MEG smiles. Although Amy says that she will eat him when she grows up, she will definitely have a good relationship with him when she gets along with him day and night.

He doesn't want to preach how to make Amy. If she can feel the rare and precious of her friends and playmates, it's naturally the best, just like black charcoal can turn enemies into friends.

Eating is just a little obsession with roast goose, which is so terrible.

Take the bottle from the cupboard into the kitchen, put the pacifier and the straw in the boiling water for a while, high temperature disinfection, and then put the fresh goat's milk into the clean bottle, put the warm water to heat up, drop it on the back of the hand for a try, the temperature is almost the same, put the rest of the fresh goat's milk in the refrigerator, then take the bottle to go out.

"Father, what is this?" Amy looked at the bottle in Meg's hand and asked curiously. Goat's milk is in a transparent jar, and there is a soft thing on it. What is it for?

"Meow ~" the ugly duckling's eyes also fell on the milk bottle. Maybe he smelled the smell of milk, and there were little stars in his eyes. He put out his little tongue and licked it up. It seemed that he was hungry.

"It's a bottle. It's for babies and animals, just like this." McGonagall put the pacifier on the ugly duckling's mouth with a smile. The temptation of milk fragrance and sucking instinct made the little guy quickly come to suck it and make a tut tut sound. The white goat's milk flowed down his mouth and dropped onto the white hair on his chest. It was delicious to eat.

The lactose content of goat's milk is relatively low, and the ugly duckling is the size of a kitten in a week or two. It's wild, so it should be able to bear goat's milk, right? McGonagall thought in his heart, I really can't buy kitten milk powder from the system. The price is estimated to be a little high.

"It's amazing, father. Can I feed it?" Amy's eyes brightened and she looked at MEG expectantly.

"Of course, but the ugly duckling can't take a bath now. If it's dirty, it's troublesome, so it's necessary to wear a small neck." MEG put the bottle into Amy's hand, got up from the cupboard and took a small neckband with a small flower pattern. Originally, he wanted to take off the bottle and tie it again. As a result, the little thing seemed to see his intention and kept sucking on the pacifier tightly, so he had to let Amy raise the bottle and let it eat while tying it up.

"Let's feed Xiaomi. It's enough to drink this bottle. I'll prepare the ingredients for lunch." MEG looked at Amy, who was holding the bottle in both hands and carefully feeding the ugly duckling with goat's milk.

"OK, Xiaomi will feed you well." Amy nodded, looked at the ugly duckling who was eating with relish, and murmured in a confused voice: "is it really that good?"

The ugly duckling seemed to understand Amy's words, drinking milk and nodding.

McGonagall went into the kitchen to wash his hands, took a few large pieces of meat from the refrigerator, cut them into even sized slices, and put them into a large jar to marinate.

The key to Bacon is bacon. The meat cured last night is enough for today and tomorrow, and tomorrow morning is the best time. So today, we need to marinate the meat needed the day after tomorrow to ensure the best taste of bacon, and ensure that the taste of each rougamo is uniform and delicious.

When McGonagall pickles the meat, he goes out of the kitchen to see how Amy is feeding. As soon as he goes out, he sees Amy sitting on the ground with a bottle in his hand and sucking happily. The ugly duckling lying on the side of the basket looks up at McGonagall and then at Amy with a bottle. His tears are rolling in his eyes.

"Sure enough, it's not reliable to let a snack feed. Even the cat food is robbed..." McGonagall said with a helpless smile: "Xiaomi, how did you eat the ugly duckling's food? What did it eat?"

"Because, I'm afraid it's eating too much to support, so I help it eat a little." Amy took another sip, turned to the duckling and said, "you're right, duckling."

"Meow ~" the ugly duckling gave a cry reluctantly. He looked at MEG pitifully and shook his little tail.

"This master is really not dignified at all." McGonagall looked at the ugly duckling wagging his tail. When his fat cat put its meat in its mouth, it would have a proud and coquettish taste.

"Does Xiaomi like goat's milk?" MEG asked, looking at Amy, who was drinking with relish from the bottle.

"Mmm, goat's milk is good." Amy nodded her head hard, but the pacifier didn't come out.

"Well, I'll prepare one for you next time. Take some calcium. I'll be long." MEG nodded with a smile. In the past, Amy was seldom able to drink goat's milk. These days, she has been focusing on the restaurant, but she has forgotten these things.

I bought another bottle from the system. I can't help but let Amy and ugly duckling share the same bottle. He warmed half a bottle of goat's milk for the ugly duckling and poured half a bottle for Amy. Looking at the two little guys holding the bottle, they felt warm in their hearts. Suddenly, there was another little member in the family.

"The system issued a new task: ask the host to sell 1000 pieces of rougamo in wax sauce within 10 days. After the task is completed, you can unlock the reward - a tofu brain recipe. It's 481000 now. "Just then, McGonagall's brain suddenly heard the sound of the system.

"Another thousand! System, can your task be a little new, so that it won't be abandoned? " McGonagall turned his mouth. In fact, he also recognized the difference. The ingredients became the number of shares sold directly. It seems that after he used crowdfunding to win the army last time, the system has also been improved.

"The purpose of selling the rated number of dishes is to let the host improve the reputation of the restaurant as soon as possible. Please stop going astray. It is the right direction for a kitchen god to learn how to cook and operate the restaurant." The system preaches seriously.

"OK, this task is not difficult, but I'm more curious, is that bean curd salty or sweet?" McGonagall asked with great care.