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Seemingly simple mung bean cake, this is already the sixth edition produced by McGonagall.

Hearing the sound, the three looked up at Mag in unison, and then at the mung bean cake in his hand.

Except that Amy's eyes were still shining with foodies, Anne and Irina's eyes obviously showed a trace of hesitation and resistance.

"I want to eat a little bear first, and then a little penguin." Amy quickly put on small disposable gloves, one in each hand, squeezed the bear mung bean cake, stuffed it into her mouth, and bit off the little head.

Amy's cheeks were bulging, her azure blue eyes lit up, and she blinked. She said in surprise, "It's ice cold, refreshing and delicious, and it's delicious."

Irina and Annie, who were still a little hesitant, also reached out and took a mung bean cake.

Irina took a small bite. The first few mung bean cakes made by Mag were indeed more delicious than the mung bean cakes sold on the street in the morning, but they would be greasy after eating a dozen of them. I feel that my whole body exudes the aroma of mung beans.

However, the mung bean cake this time is a bit strange, it has been frozen, it is not as hard as ice cubes, but the taste has become colder.

The ice-cold mung bean cake has a slightly reduced sweetness in the mouth, but it is still delicate and refreshing. It melts in the mouth with a light bite.

Annie also ate quickly with small mouthfuls, a smile spread from the corner of her mouth, and she seemed very satisfied with the mung bean cake.

"How is it? How does the chilled mung bean cake taste?" Mag asked with a smile.

"It's delicious, the taste is better, and it doesn't feel sweet at all. It's countless times more delicious than the mung bean cake in the morning, and it's also better than the mung bean cake from the previous few times." Irina nodded appreciatively Looking at Mag, I can clearly feel the change in this dessert in just one afternoon. His talent in cooking is really amazing.

"That's fine, you guys eat first, and I'll improve it later." Mag put down the tray, took a mung bean cake by himself, took a small bite, and began to savor it carefully.

The taste of iced mung bean cake is indeed better, and the sweetness and greasiness are reduced a lot, but the delicate taste of mung bean cake itself is not affected, but if you taste it carefully, there is still a little agglomeration.

"The direction is right, and the general texture and taste are now available, but there is still a long way to go to perfection. It seems that we still have to find time to enter the MasterChef Proving Ground. There are still many things that can be improved." Mag finished eating a piece of mung bean cake, found many problems for himself, and started a new round of attempts.

Of course, with the mung bean cake of his current level, if it is sold, it is enough to dominate the dessert street.

Because they made a lot, Mag sent some mung bean cakes to Melante and Noah's grandpa and grandson for their dinner.

A very perfect tool man.

"Boss Mai, thank you couple for saving your life last night." Melante bowed deeply to Mag, grateful.

"You're welcome, we have a common goal, and we should help each other." Mag quickly helped him up, but he didn't feel that he had done anything big last night.

Moreover, Melante and Noah were in danger because they were trying to track down Joshua. It was their duty to help each other.

"Here are some mung bean cakes I made. You can eat some. There are two servings of fried rice below, which will be used as dinner." Mag put down the food box, drew another circle in the corner of the room, and put down a disc.

"This is?" Noah looked at the disk and asked a little puzzled.

"This is a simple one-way teleportation array, which can be used to transport some items. I will send the meals to you through this teleportation array later, so as to avoid unnecessary attention caused by excessive traffic." Mag fiddled with the teleportation array , explained with a smile.

"This is convenient." Noah suddenly realized.

"A little hurt, I should have continued to investigate this matter,

Now there is another delay. "Meilante sighed, a little bit of self-blame.

"It doesn't matter, now it is completely certain that Joshua is in Luodu, and we have found that we are tracking his whereabouts." Mag smiled, "If you continue to follow the devilish energy left by him, you can only be led by him. It's easy to fall into his trap again."

"Then what should we do? Now the only thing we can track down is the magic energy." Noah frowned.

"Since he can set up a trick to trick us, we can also set up a trick to force him out, or compress his living space." Mag looked at Melante and said, "You need to cultivate for a while, and then continue to investigate after the injury recovers. Leave it to us in a few days."

"Okay." Mei Lante nodded without trying to be brave.

This is Luodu, the tenth-level powerhouse gathers extremely fast, and in his current state, going out will only become a burden.

McGonagall left and went back to the tavern. On the way, she met Effie who was carrying a packaged meal.

He thought that because of what happened last time, this woman should avoid him a little bit, but he didn't expect that this woman's face was thicker than he imagined. Seeing that he didn't have any intention of avoiding suspicion, she came forward with a smile on the contrary. Come on, the voice said coquettishly: "Hey, isn't this the boss of Hades, why, come out for a walk alone?"

"Well, I bought some food, and I'm going back to cook for my wife and children." Mag shook the vegetable basket in his hand, and there were a few vegetables in it.

As an excellent underground worker, McGonagall strives to make her behavior reasonable and natural.

"Wow, I didn't expect Boss Hades to be a good man who can cook." Effie covered her mouth in surprise, and said with a chuckle: "I don't know when I will have the opportunity to try your cooking skills. Madame is a very happy woman."

"I'm afraid there is no hope in this life." Mag said seriously.

Effie: "..."

"I'm here, so I won't chat with you. Goodbye Miss Effie." Mag nodded with a smile, then turned and entered her tavern.

"Hmph..." Effie looked at the slowly closing door of the tavern, stomped her feet angrily, and said to herself, "There is no man that I, Effie, cannot fall in love with. Just wait, you must be mine!"

"A little goblin with insufficient knowledge." The corners of Mag's mouth turned up slightly, and this level of charm was no longer attractive to him.

As soon as Mag closed the door, he met Irina's smiling eyes.

McGonagall knew that she probably saw the previous situation, and secretly thanked her for her self-control ability.

"Is the tavern opening tonight?" Irina asked.

"Yes, it's still open until nine o'clock." Mag raised his hand and glanced at his watch. It was already six o'clock in the evening, and then he opened the door again and flipped the wooden sign on the door to show it is open.

"It's not too late to wait until the end of business to do that."