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

Put Amy and Ugly Duckling on the cot and cover the quilt. Mag went downstairs and started preparing the ingredients for the evening. When passing the counter, the music box was put away in the cabinet. This is really a Divine Item that coaxed the little girl to sleep .

This evening Mag is going to make 128 meat clips. It takes 2 hours for the dough alone. This is why Mag is eager to improve the physical fitness point. Raising 5 can reduce the kneading time by at least half.

While kneading the dough, Mag also began to consider the next plan. Although it is very fun and warm to live with Amy now, as a father, of course, I want to make my own girl better.

Now and in the future, the restaurant is the basis of his existence. It allows him to get money and get the recognition and respect of others. This is what makes him feel happy.

Now the restaurant operation has begun to get on track slowly. Everyday there are new guests. Although it is not full yet, it is enough for him to work.

The next goal should be to sell 1000 meat tongs first, then unlock tofu pudding, add another dish to the menu, and according to the current progress, it should be completed in 2 days.

Thinking of tofu pudding, Mag himself is a little bit dazed, and even kneading the dough feels much more powerful.

"Father ..." After Mag had prepared the germs, the sleepy Amy came downstairs with Ugly Duckling, yelled at the door, and Ugly Duckling grabbed her little skirt and slid down.

Although it was only a few days after birth, Little Brat's vitality was very good, just waking up was more like endless energy, jumping left and right in the kitchen, playing very happily by himself.

"Sit for a while, father will pour you a glass of water." Mag looked back at Amy slightly said with a smile and was about to get the glass. The jumping Ugly Duckling slammed into his feet, small body. He calmed down, looked up and looked at Mag for a moment, then his body stiffly fell backwards, his four feet motionless toward the sky, and looked back at Amy. Bright and intelligent's eyes were aggrieved.

"This ... Is it touching porcelain?" Mag watching this scene, can't help but smile, this little brat, a proper showman? Isn't a good master a bad start?

"Ugly Duckling, but I saw you hit Father on your own feet. If you are willing to lie down, lie down, I won't hold it anyway." Amy looked at Ugly Duckling and said seriously .

"Meow ~" Ugly Duckling climbed up as soon as she shivered, glanced at Mag with a resentful look, trot to Amy's feet, and pinched her calf.

Mag poured a glass of water for Amy, and Little Brat took Ugly Duckling to play with the music box. Her music innate talent should be inherited from her mother, and after listening to it a few times, she could hum along. It seems that I can almost learn these two days. The soft and soft sound sounds particularly cute.

Mag glanced at the time, it was only 4:1, but guests had begun to walk back and forth outside the restaurant. From time to time, the probe looked out of the glass window into the restaurant and tried to find Mag's silhouette.

Everyone knocked on the door from time to time, but it was ignored by Mag's choice. The business hours had not yet begun, and he just wanted to take a break and make dinner for them.

There are already queues at the door. There are almost 7 or 8 people waiting. Some are calm and some are agitated.

"Why hasn't the door been opened yet? I was hungry at noon and was going to come early to eat meat." A youngster paced back and forth at the door, trying to knock on the door. His hand reached halfway and closed it. Someone knocked twice and there was no response at all.

"Don't worry, it ’s useless to be anxious anyway. Boss Mag has the most time concept. He says that the door opens at 5 o’clock and it wo n’t open for you one minute early. It ’s closed at 9 o’clock and wo n’t do it for you one minute late. Youngster , Be patient and wait in line, "said Crassus, standing in the line.

With a broad smile, Crassus' tone was a little bit resentful. His dignified Tier-10 Magic caster now queues at the restaurant door every day. If it is passed back to Los Angeles, it is estimated to be a big news.

"If it weren't for Yangzhou Fried Rice, and the innate talent of that little girl hadn't been checked, this kind of thing would never happen." Crassus thought in his heart, but it hadn't come out for more than ten years, Even in this Chaos city, few people can recognize him, his old face is not lost.

"I can eat the meat clips made by Boss Mag. It doesn't matter if you come early. You ca n’t eat another one." Harrison hehe said behind with a smile. He had already made an appointment with the gang to come back tonight. Didn't expect that both of them can't come, and he has something to do at night, so he came in line in advance, and it was not too late before eating.

"Harrison, you've been here so early? What about them?" At this point, a carriage stopped, and Georgie, who had just left the carriage, came over and looked at Harrison with a little surprise.

"Everything can't come tonight. I have something at home tonight, so come over early to eat and go back." Harrison explained, watching Georgie curiously again, "How about, take the sister-in-law at noon?" Are you satisfied with the returning Yangzhou Fried Rice? "

"Now, that dragon coin at noon." Georgie found a dragon coin and passed it to Harrison, smiling. "Not only satisfied, she hasn't had anything to eat for a few days, and there is nothing left for her." I finished the whole Yangzhou Fried Rice and it was too small. Let me buy another one at night and bring it back to her. Starting today, I will eat this for 3 meals a day. "

"That's really a blessing for Boss Mag. Will it liberate your economy again?" Harrison also evaded the charge, pats Georgie's shoulder.

Georgie smiled and said nodded: "This is true, but I'm afraid I don't have time to drink and play with you at this time. After bringing my wife back home, I will stay with her at home."

"Okay, I'll drink 2 more for you." Harrison nodded.

……

Mag took a break, made 2 Yangzhou Fried Rice, and at the same time put Bai Jiyu on the grill.

Ugly Duckling stared at the two while eating. Poorly looking, Mag could hardly bear to eat Yangzhou Fried Rice and meat clips, but he did n’t wait for him to speak, and it was ridiculed by Amy's daily routine. Gone.

When Mag cleaned up the table, it was exactly five o'clock, and when he opened the door, he was surprised.

There was already a long queue outside the restaurant, and there were enough twenty-thirty people to hear the voice.