A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World

Mag went into the kitchen, and the rice that was previously placed in the rice cooker was just prepared. First, a bowl was left out and left to hang for a while. Then I used the credit line to buy a copy of Yangzhou Fried Rice and started making the second Yangzhou Fried. Rice.

Regarding the purchase restriction, Mag will not consider it now. The 1000 Yangzhou Fried Rice missions are not a joke. But if the restaurant business is really hot in the future, in order to allow more people to eat gourmet food, restricting purchases may be a rule of respect for guests.

As for System's proposal, he wasn't stupid. Most of this guy wanted him to return to a semi-disabled state.

"The comments made by this System are all to make the host go further on the God of Cookery road." System's voice suddenly sounded.

Mag raised an eyebrow. Didn't expect his thoughts to be interpreted by System. Instead, he was frank and asked, "System, so in order to let me go further on the God of Cookery road, I will also give you a Suggest it. "

"Host, please," System replied.

"I think you should cut the price of this ingredient in half," Mag said seriously.

"The ingredients for this System are taken from ..." System responded.

"I have the same attitude to your suggestion." Mag did not wait for System to finish, and ended the conversation straightforwardly.

"..." A line of ellipses floated through Mag's mind.

The corners of Mag's mouth were slightly raised, and he began to process the ingredients quickly.

Joke, during that time, he was famous for his poisonous tongue, and he never lost the tongue and swarm. No powder was used, and System was not a piece of cake.

Mobai is sitting and feeling the change of the body. After eating a copy of Yangzhou Fried Rice, the feeling of body warm starts to fade away, but the feeling of tiredness and receding doesn't disappear, but it really exists. Hold it. With a fist, his state is similar to when he got up this morning, and he is full of energy.

"At this level, it should be worth half a bottle of intermediate recovery potion, and there is no feeling of overdrawing the body. A bottle of intermediate recovery potion sells 20 Gold Coins, and I consume one bottle of intermediate potion a day, and 2 bowls are delicious and The better-effect Yangzhou Fried Rice only has 12Gold Coin, so it would be very cost-effective. "Mobai quickly calculated in his mind, and the conclusion made him shine.

Forging each weapon requires more than 100 swings of the hammer with a weight of nearly 10000 pounds. The high reward also corresponds to high-intensity labor and forging skills.

Mobai's body recovery ability is not as good as that of young people. In order to complete the workload every day, at noon, he needs to drink a bottle of odorous intermediate recovery potion.

However, the dependence of this thing is too strong, and he has felt that the body is slowly corroded because of taking it for a long time. In this way, he keeps the forging accuracy for up to 5 years.

The day he lost accuracy was when his signboard in Chaos city collapsed for decades.

Although the price of a weapon of at least 1000 Gold Coin saved him a lot of savings, he knew for himself that for the thing he wanted to do, the money was far from enough. Five years was too little, and he at least paid It takes ten years of high-intensity forging every day.

This copy of Yangzhou Fried Rice, to him, was like a light suddenly appearing in endless darkness, and suddenly saw hope.

"Take another try. If the recovery effect is really good, you can eat it every day!" Originally I felt that the money was a bit painful, but compared to the potion that I would like to spit in one drink, this was extremely delicious. , And the price is still nearly half of Yangzhou Fried Rice, if the effect is the same, how to choose is not a difficult thing at all.

"Dwarf grandfather, didn't you just say that you wouldn't fall in love with this taste?" Amy would have finished her portion of Yangzhou Fried Rice, licked her lips, and watched Mobai said with a smile, little His face was full of innocence.

Mobai's old face stared at Amy blushed and coughed 2 channels: "I was just testing the boss to see if he had confidence in his cooking. Didn't expect him to be so good at cooking but not confident. , So I'm improving his confidence. "

"Is this really the case?" Amy looked at Mobai suspiciously.

"Of course it's true. I'm not the kind of person who dislikes the taste before trying it." Mobai's serious nodded, with a little pride in his tone.

"Then I'll take it as true." Amy glanced at Mobai helplessly, slipped off the chair, and carried the plate into the kitchen.

"I ... I ..." Mobai felt as if she had been scorned again, looked at by a little girl with that helpless look, as if she had seen through everything.

Mag was listening to Mobai's arrogant conversation in the kitchen, and Amy was easily speechless, and his mouth could not help rising.

Little Missy is very talented. It is indeed my daughter. As long as the poisonous tongue attribute is developed casually, with her lovely appearance, it can completely suffocate people into doubting that life is still not angry. This feeling is not too cool. .

"If you still want to eat, I will make more of my portion and give you a small bowl." Mag smiled and took the plate and set it aside, watching Amy said.

"Father, you're so good to Amy." Amy looked up at Mag with a small face full of worship, and Father who woke up yesterday looked like a person, and he became very good.

Mobai looked at the father and daughter in the kitchen outside, and he stunned, as if he saw a child standing in front of the stove full of worship, looking up at the scene of the man wielding a heavy hammer, that many years have gone, neither Knowing how he was doing, he seemed to owe too much to him.

"Sit outside, father must first cook the guests' rice," Mag nodded with a smile.

"Okay." Amy responded neatly, got out of the kitchen happily, climbed to the high stool behind the counter, and looked at Mobai with both hands on her chin. "Dwarf grandfather, don't worry, your fried rice will soon It will be done, wait a minute, obediently. "

"Huh." Mobai came back to his senses, nodded complied, and looked at Amy with a rare smile.

"Guest, your fried rice." Mag held the fried rice in front of Mobai, slightly said with a smile.

"Okay." Mobai nodded, looking at the delicate fried rice like art, with a full of hope, spooned a spoonful into his mouth, and the taste was as intoxicating as before, with the fried rice Ingested, the warm feeling rose again, nourishing every flesh in the body.

"It really works! And it works better than the intermediate recovery potion!" Mobai's eyes were full of surprise.

I don't know if it has been eaten in one serving to relieve enough muscle fatigue. He feels that the second serving now is not only to relieve fatigue, but also to nourish those worn-out muscles. Although this kind of nourishment is very weak, those places will be painful as soon as it rains, but now I feel extra comfortable, like a pair of warm hands helping him gently press.

"Boss, please give me another copy of Yangzhou Fried Rice." Before the fried rice was finished, Mobai looked up at Mag suddenly again, with a little respect in his eyes.