Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

"Ah? It's nothing, this system is just to apply fertilizer, and sprinkle some non-toxic and pollution-free pesticides by the way."

The voice of the system sounded in Mag's mind.

McGonagall raised her eyebrows, and said with some scrutiny: "Didn't you say that your ingredients are all natural? Why are they fertilizers and pesticides? This makes me doubt whether your ingredients really meet the supply standards, I'm sorry That price."

"While this system fertilized, it saved your wife by the way. Even if you didn't thank me, even if you came, you even came to question the safety of my ingredients. It is unreasonable!" A line of small characters smaller than ants floated by, and the system just The words said: "Host, please don't question the professionalism of this system in farming. In this matter, no one is more professional than me, including Grandpa Yuan Longping!"

"By the way... aren't you a food system?" Mag said with a complicated expression.

"ha?!!"

"This system means that even if it's just a side job, this system can do the best! The most professional! The top food supplier! Of course I am a master chef system..."

"But about growing vegetables..."

"Okay, you can shut up now, I'm not interested in farming." Mag interrupted the system directly, and asked instead: "System, do you have any way for me to level up quickly? What's wrong?"

"This system is not interested in upgrading and fighting monsters." A somewhat arrogant voice came from the system.

Mag: "..."

"Then how can I upgrade the system quickly by farming?" Mag's eyelids twitched as he resisted the urge to complain.

"Farming is farming, and it has nothing to do with upgrading." The system replied flatly.

McGonagall: "MMP!"

"Host, please pay attention to your quality." The system reminded.

"Get out!" Mag rolled his eyes, opened his eyes and ignored the dog system, looked at Amy who had fallen asleep with the ugly duckling in his arms, kissed her demon lightly, and then went out lightly and got on On the balcony, take out the long sword and start practicing sword.

The trip to Luodu and the Wind Forest made Mag more aware of the importance of strength. In the face of absolute strength, even if he has a system, he can't do anything.

Although Ah Zi is very strong, it is obviously unrealistic to rely solely on Ah Zi in the face of a truly powerful tenth-level expert.

Neither the mage tower nor the elves who imprisoned Irina were obviously not enemies that Ah Zi could deal with.

He must become stronger and restore Alex's peak strength back then, so that he can survive in the chaotic world that he may face next.

Of course, it's not enough for him to be strong alone, he needs some helpers.

There is a plan already formed in his mind, but he is not yet sure whether it can be implemented successfully.

The black epee slashed out silently in the darkness, as nimble as a spirit snake, and as swift as lightning.

After the negotiation between McGonagall and the system, a silent and anti-peeping protective cover was added to the balcony. Although Mag spent a lot of gold coins, it is very important for McGonagall to have a safe martial arts arena.

An hour later, Mag, who was covered in sweat, stopped moving.

Put away the long sword, go downstairs and wash briefly, and get ready to sleep as soon as you lay down on the bed.

"Reminder! The gourmet ranking event will enter the reviewer's door-to-door tasting session from tomorrow, please pay attention to the host's timing."

Just when Mag was about to fall asleep, the sound of the system sounded.

Mag opened his eyes at once, frowned and said to himself: "It seems that the fish-flavored eggplant will be launched tomorrow, and the taste is not as good as the one I ate that time, and I haven't asked anyone to try it yet, but the problem It shouldn't be too big, right?"

...

The next day, Mag got up early in the morning and made several fish-flavored eggplants in the kitchen. After trying them one by one, he decided on the final version.

Although the taste was more delicious than most of the fish-flavored eggplants he had eaten in his previous life, it was still a bit inferior to the fish-flavored eggplants from the fly restaurant in his memory.

There should be no problem with the recipe, and Mag can only think that it is because the taste of the fish-flavored eggplant has been made more delicious by time and memory, and there is no way to improve it for the time being.

"Fish-flavored eggplant... I hope you can shine in a different world. It's up to you whether I want to jump into the Pure Land of Paradise in women's clothing." Mag poured all the prepared fish-flavored eggplants into the kitchen waste bin, Then I was going to go out to the morning market to buy eggplants.

"Boom boom."

There was a knock on the door.

"Did Phyllis come so early?" Mag untied his apron and hung it aside, and walked towards the door unexpectedly. He got up an hour earlier today, which would be earlier than the time he agreed with Phyllis , she shouldn't come here so early, right?

"Fei..." Mag opened the door, her voice stopped abruptly, looking at the two people standing at the door of the restaurant holding hands, to be precise, they were two elves, and asked with a slightly weird expression: "B... Shirley Miss, Anna, is there something wrong with you coming so early?"

The person who came was not Phyllis, but Bloor who was holding Anna's little hand, or Shirley, because he was wearing a woman's attire, and now he was an astonishing figure in women's attire.

This is probably the most beautiful female clothing boss Mag has ever seen. No matter from which angle you look at it, there is no flaw at all, let alone any masculine symbols. No matter how you look at it, this is a very natural and beautiful woman, including That's a pretty big breast.

Mag is not sure what he stuffed inside, but coconut shells and steamed buns should not be able to achieve such a plump and rounded level, but as far as silica gel is concerned, it seems to be too advanced. The silica gel in this world should not be due to a Women's clothing bigwigs want to make themselves more natural and be invented, right?

Of course, these are not important, the important thing is that McGonagall wants to know why Bloor brought Anna this early in the morning? Could it be that because Sally left, he also left?

"Good morning, Uncle Mag." Anna looked at Mag and greeted with a smile.

Bloor looked at Mag, and said reluctantly: "I'm here to take over for her, she should have told you in advance."

The voice is a nice female voice, soft but not flattering, which fits his current temperament very well.

"Ah?" Mag was stunned for a moment, feeling as if he had heard something wrong, and asked hesitantly, "Who do you think you are here to take over?"

"Is there a second person to take over?" Bloor raised his eyebrows, looking at Mag and asked.

Mag's eyes widened all of a sudden, and she looked at Bloor with a strange expression and said, "Aisha didn't ask you to come, did she? Let you take over her job?!"

"Being a waiter is not what this girl wants to do, but she will do great things. Please always do well for him, otherwise my conscience will be troubled." Bleuer nodded and sighed. He took a deep breath, and said with a sad face: "With this girl's beauty, wherever she stands, there is the most beautiful scenery. It is a waste of my beauty and youth to be reduced to the level of a waiter."

Mag: "..."

Anna: "..."

Mag resisted the urge to complain, and looked at Shirley again. She didn't expect Sally to find a successor for herself before she left. She really is a good girl who likes to think about others.

In terms of appearance, regardless of the fact that she is a big boss in women's clothing, Shirley is indeed one of those amazing beauties, and she is perfect for being a waitress.

However, appearance alone is not enough. With the current work intensity of the restaurant, without the ability to match it, it is just a vase placed in the restaurant, which is not what Mag needs.

"Mr. McGonagall, I know I'm beautiful, but I'm really not interested in men." Bloor said calmly, looking at Mag.

"I'm not interested in big guys in women's clothing either." McGonagall complained silently in her heart, and also found that her eyes were indeed a little out of control when she was thinking, so she looked away from the fake breasts, looked at Bloor and said with a smile: " I am very grateful that Miss Shirley was entrusted by Aisha to come to the restaurant, but if you want to join Mamy's restaurant, I still need to test you a little bit to make sure you are really capable of this job."

"Huh? With my beauty, do I still need a test? This is a bit unreasonable." Bloor looked at Mag with some surprise.

"Although beauty can be eaten as a meal, for the current Mamy restaurant, it still needs a waiter with outstanding ability." Mag said with a smile. The degree of narcissism of this guy is really... speechless!

"What I hate the most is when others say that I am only beautiful, so you can take the postgraduate entrance examination for whatever you need to test." Bloor looked at Mag, with a bit of fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Please come in." Mag pushed the door aside, allowing Bloor and Anna to enter.

After closing the door, Mag went into the kitchen and took out several dishes of different shapes, randomly placed them on the table, and then directly poured a spoonful of oil on the dishes and the table, looking at Bloor who was standing aside, said : "Miss Shirley, please clean up the dishes in the shortest possible time and clean up the table at the same time."

"Although I hate oil stains on my delicate hands, if it's just like this, it's too simple for me." Bloor looked at the mess on the table and said with a relaxed face, two steps forward Stepping forward, with a light wave of the hand, all the messy dishes on the table were piled up from small to large and fell on the side tray. A turquoise light swept across the table, and all the oil stains seemed to have met their nemesis. It melted in an instant, and a wave of water flowed across the table, and the oily tabletop instantly took on a new look.

"Is this the addition of plant cleaners?" Mag's fingers lightly slid across the table, and he didn't feel the slightest oil stain. There was still a faint plant fragrance in the air, and he was very satisfied with the cleanliness level.

"In addition, I need to test your arithmetic ability." Mag looked at Bloor and said, "The price of a Roujiamo is 300 copper coins, the price of a bowl of tofu nao is 200 copper coins, and the price of a bowl of yellow The price of stewed chicken and rice is 800 copper coins. Xiao Ming ate two bowls of yellow stewed chicken rice and three meat clips, and then ate a bowl of tofu nao. Finally, he took away a yellow stewed chicken rice and a meat clip Mo, may I ask how much gold coins Xiao Ming should pay?"

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