Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Zhang Xiao looked at the crying elf in front of him and asked cautiously:

"you."

Before he could say anything, the leading elf was already lying on the ground and beating the ground:

"A dereliction of duty! A serious dereliction of duty! Uncle Yun always thought that he took good care of Mr. and the ladies!"

The other elves had similar reactions. They seemed to have made some huge mistake and fell into extreme self-blame.

They always thought that students loved the food they cooked. In fact, it was true. Malfoy regarded the Hogwarts opening banquet as a sumptuous delicacy.

Zhang Xiao now somewhat understands why they were so exaggerated. These elves regard taking care of students as their only creed in life.

Providing food is the most important job. According to Rowling, "They treat humans like kings."

Yun Bo quickly ran to Zhang Xiao, bowed deeply, and said with sobs:

"Dear Sir, is there anything we can do to make up for our mistakes at work? Maybe you can tell us the recipes from your hometown."

menu? Zhang Xiao was stunned for a moment. According to his original idea, he wanted to discuss with the elves whether he could borrow their canteen and cook a meal every day.

Because of the magic, almost all of the inconvenient places for Chinese food are no longer a problem.

For example, in the early stage of cutting, washing and preparing vegetables, there is oil fume, and in the later stage of cleaning dishes, it is difficult to dispose of food residues.

Apart from these problems, cooking is not a very troublesome task. Except for dishes that need to be stewed and simmered, generally speaking, "mother's dishes" are almost a matter of minutes.

But now it seems that the elves have their own plans.

"Yes, distinguished sir!" The elf looked at Zhang Xiao with their tennis ball-sized eyes and said softly:

"With the recipes, we can make the dishes you like and deliver them to the dining table in the auditorium when it's time to eat, so you won't have to worry about the taste of the food!"

Hiss. Are you so considerate? Is this a house elf? Are their thoughts centered on how to provide better services?

But I have to say, this is a pretty good idea, ignoring the extra work for the elf.

Zhang Xiao couldn't help but laugh. Why are you being pretentious? You got an advantage and still act like a good boy? There will be many opportunities to help the elves in the future. It is difficult to liberate them, but it is not a big problem to improve their living environment.

He took out a large iron pot, pots and pans, a bunch of seasonings, and vegetables from his bag.

The elves gathered around, and they were very interested in any skills that could improve their service capabilities.

"Now, I will make a simple dish first. The name of this dish is."

Zhang Xiao was stunned for a moment. He didn’t know how to translate tomatoes and scrambled eggs. In the end, he could only translate it bluntly into “tomatoes and eggs.”

"Dear Sir, is there anything we can do?" Yun Bo asked.

"If you can, please help me wash and cut the tomatoes into pieces, and just stir in the eggs."

The elf snapped his fingers, and all the tomatoes floated, becoming as smooth as new in an instant, and then turned into small uniform pieces as if cut by an invisible sharp blade.

The eggs were spinning crazily like they were sitting in a drum washing machine. When they were cracked open, what came out was an extremely uniform mixture.

One thing to say, magic is really useful!

The elves were chattering and discussing Zhang Xiao's movements without blinking, for fear of missing every detail.

Heat the oil in a pan, add the egg liquid first, stir-fry a little, then set it aside for later use, and then start processing the tomatoes.

Zhang Xiao likes to eat the northern style tomato scrambled eggs, which has more soup, no sugar, and a sour and salty taste.

Tomato scrambled eggs is really a very simple dish, and it is difficult to even serve it in a formal banquet, but it does not affect its deliciousness.

Because the pot was relatively large, Zhang Xiao made a lot of it this time. After filling it in a big pot, he made a gesture of invitation to the elf.

"You all come and have a taste."

The elves seemed to have heard something treacherous, and they shook their heads crazily and backed away.

If they eat the food cooked by the young master, doesn’t that mean the young master serves them?

Outrageous!

Zhang Xiao smiled slightly. As a person who is very good at persuading others, whether it is physical persuasion or logical persuasion, he has his own way.

"It doesn't matter. I just want you to taste it with your own mouth. Otherwise, how will you know if the taste is right?"

The elves were stunned, their big eyes full of confusion, and the two thoughts of "not allowing the young master to serve" and "in order to better serve the young master" were fighting crazily in their little heads.

In the end, the "better service master" prevailed. They walked up hesitantly, picked up their worn-out small bowls and filled them carefully.

Then he dipped a little of it with his finger and slowly put it into his mouth.

As if they had eaten something incredible, the elves' pupils instantly dilated like a cat's. They stared at the contents of the bowl and cried exaggeratedly again.

"It's so delicious. Sure enough, only such delicious food can be worthy of the noble young master.

Uncle Yun has never eaten such delicious food! "

"Hoppy too!"

"Eric, Baroque, and Haha think so too!"

Zhang Xiao scratched his head. This is the second time. This is the second time that "foreigners" have shown great interest in Chinese food. Is it really so delicious?

He picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, tasting it carefully. It was indeed delicious, but it just tasted like a normal tomato scrambled egg. It wasn't that exaggerated, right?

In the following time, Zhang Xiao taught the elves some home-cooked dishes, such as fish-flavored shredded pork, Kung Pao chicken and other dishes.

It always arouses exclamations from the elves. Is it possible that the taste system of magical creatures is different from that of Muggles?

Zhang Xiao never thought that one day his cooking skills would be so enthusiastically sought after in a foreign country.

If it weren't for the fact that Hogwarts' menu is set and the elves have no right to change it, they would even think of letting every distinguished lady and gentleman eat such delicious food.

After teaching them a few home-cooked dishes, Zhang Xiao left them a set of kitchen utensils, pots, pans, condiments and a bunch of other messy things.

He also gave them a bag of Wuchang rice sent from the Northeast and a pot for steaming rice, and finally agreed to teach them new dishes when he was free.

Finally, during the farewell procession of the elves, Zhang Xiao left the kitchen. He even began to wonder if he could hire a chef from New Oriental to train the elves?

But no matter what, I finally don’t have to eat that nasty food tomorrow.

Goodbye steamed potatoes, baked potatoes, fried potatoes, mashed potatoes, french fries, potato slices!

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