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

"Eat another bowl, and when I go back, I will cast some magic to consume the excess intake, so that's no problem." Blour thought in his heart, made a secret decision, and still couldn't help looking forward to the kitchen Looking inside, what kind of treasure is hidden there that can make such delicious food.

"Who is she? Really Elf who has traveled from the Forest of wind?" Sally, as she closed her plate, she thought in her heart that the Elf tribe had many clansmans traveling outside, which should be the largest number of each tribe.

Before the race war, Elf liked to travel continent. Elf liked free and easy life, and didn't like to be bound. So many Elf like to travel.

However, with the introduction of hierarchies in the Elf tribe, the lives of the Elf have become more and more fixed. The establishment of castles and dwellings has become more human-like.

But it is undeniable that with the Elf people living together, the strength of the Elf clan has indeed improved. Elf people will be deliberately trained to cooperate with the battle, and during wartime, it can be determined that a powerful Elf can be concentrated in a short time The emergence of troops is a powerful deterrent to other races.

During that time of Early-Stage racial war, the Elf tribe was almost driven out of the Forest of Wind. The biggest reason was that Elf lived mostly scattered, had no team consciousness, and encountered fighting forces of other races, which formed almost no resistance.

The trade-off between power and freedom, Sally has never wanted to understand which one is more suitable for the Elf family.

So she was curious about those Elf living outside the Forest of wind, what their lives were like, and whether they were happier than Elf in the Forest of wind, which was one of the reasons that drove her away from the Forest of wind.

"Maybe you can find a chance to talk to her." Sally thought to herself, Elf in the Forest of wind, she wanted to avoid, but Elf outside she could still contact.

"Father, can Amy eat ice cream, just one." Amy's voice came from the kitchen door, and Mag turned to look.

Amy holding Ugly Duckling in her arms stood at the kitchen door, her chin rested on the head of the little orange cat, the bright and intelligent blue eye looked at Mag pitifully, and a pair of small pointed ears were soft and slumped on their stomachs. , Mouth murmured slightly, if you do not agree with me, I will cry.

Ugly Duckling also looked at Mag with an innocent look, and the little paws dangled in front of him.

"Suddenly learned how to fit and sprout!" Mag raised his eyebrows, feeling that his blood tank was empty all of a sudden, the whole heart was gone, and everything he wanted was given! Even the stars and moon in the sky are going to pick them up for you! It's so cute!

Mag opened his mouth to promise, but he was a bit hesitant to think about what happened last night. Yesterday Amy ate too much ice cream. Although Xixi had already cured her, he also reminded him that he could n’t get used to Amy. Make her eat too much ice cream.

"Amy can eat ice cream, but eating ice cream will hurt your stomach, so you can only eat one ice cream a day from now on. Are you sure you want to eat ice cream today?" Mag looked at Amy slightly said with a smile .

"Can I only eat one in a day?" Amy's expression suddenly collapsed, pitifully begging: "Father, can you add one more? Only two a day is enough."

"No." Mag shook his head. There was no room for discussion in his tone. Pampering is the truth he just learned yesterday.

Amy stared at Mag for a while and determined that there would not be a second ice cream. After a bit of helpless sighing, she lowered her head and muttered, "If you only eat one ice cream, life is really hard."

Mag almost couldn't help but want to laugh, Little Brat knew that life was difficult, and because he could only eat one ice cream, but decided not to all shaken, and smiled, "So what kind of ice do we Amy want to eat today? What about cream? "

"Blueberry!"

Amy blurted out, his eyes became brighter again, and his small pointed ears suddenly stood up. He looked at Mag with anticipation, and the little loss he had just made was gone.

"Blueberry? Okay, then give our little cute a blueberry ice cream." Mag said with a smile, walked to the ice cream machine and quickly made a blueberry ice cream and handed it to Amy.

"Meow meow?" Ugly Duckling, who was on the ground, looked at Mag with anticipation, raised a small paw and pointed to the ice cream machine.

"Ugly Duckling can only eat one ice cream every day, otherwise he will become an ice cream ball. In that case, he will be eaten." Amy held the ice cream in both hands, watching Ugly Duckling seriously.

"Meow ~" Ugly Duckling shrank his head, and although he was a little sad, he still admits it.

Mag shook the head with a smile, but he agreed with Amy's suggestion. If Ugly Duckling was allowed to eat, it was only a matter of time to eat oranges, so he still had to control the eating.

"So, what flavor of ice cream does Ugly Duckling want to eat today?" Mag walked to the ice cream machine, pointed to the matcha flavor ice cream, Ugly Duckling shook his head, then pointed to vanilla, Ugly Duckling shook his head, and then Blueberry smelled, Ugly Duckling shook his head.

"Chocolate flavor?" Mag asked, pointing to the chocolate flavor ice cream.

"Meow meow!" Ugly Duckling nodded happily, jumped into the kitchen all of a sudden, then crashed out, even shaking his tail.

"Ugly Duckling, you have to remember that you are a duck! Not a dog, don't wag your tail like this." Amy said a little bit disapprovingly.

Ugly Duckling quickly stopped shaking his tail, but still looking at the chocolate ice cream in Mag's hand, he still licked his mouth excitedly.

"Let's eat." Mag smiled and put the ice cream on Ugly Duckling's small plate. There was really no way to get 2 Little Brat.

"Shirley elder sister, this is ice cream, does it look super delicious?" Amy cautiously walked in front of Blur holding ice cream and asked with a smile.

Blour looked at the ice cream in Amy's hand. The two deep blue snowballs overlapped, and the colors were very bright. The surface of the snowball also looked very meticulous, with a touch of chilliness.

Snow falls in the Forest of wind every winter, so she doesn't think snowballs are as novel, but the snowballs in Amy's hands don't look like ordinary snowballs.

What is blueberry? Is it a fruit? Is it really delicious to add such a thing to the snowball? Blour was a little curious, but shook his head: "The color of the snowball is special, but I don't want to eat it."

"Really?" Amy indifferent expression, holding the ice cream and sticking out her pink tongue, and gently licked the snowball above. The sweet and sour taste melted on the tip of the tongue, and her eyes suddenly became a little The meniscus smiled from the corners of his mouth, like a little face that lit up the entire exquisite.