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

“Dead mung bean, tear down my stage again! My king is not finished with you today!” Crow flustered and exasperated roared at the opposite parrot.

“You can’t call this Miss mung beans.” The parrot was a little upset, but pointed to the cage and said, “And, your clothes are off.”

The crow looked down, and a leaf was floating towards the fall.

“Oh!” His eyes suddenly rounded, and he quickly covered his body with two hairless wings, while crying out in surprise: “Excuse me, sir, can you give me the king’s clothes?”

“Giggle …” Amy laughed happily watching this scene, walked over and picked up the leaf on the ground, said with a smile: “Black coal, now your clothes are in my hands, if obedient in the future I’ll give it back to you, and if I don’t listen, I’ll take it away. “

“My King … My King …” Black coal looked at Amy in a tangled face. At this moment, a cool autumn wind blew from the distance. It couldn’t help shivering and looked at the leaves in Amy’s hand. Immediately nodded and said: “obedient!”

“Okay, that’s how to talk.” Amy was happy, nodded, tiptoeed and wanted to hand up the leaves, but the birdcage hung a little high, and she still couldn’t reach her on tiptoe, and the expression on her small face couldn’t help Some are anxious.

“That’s it.” Mag leaned over and hugged Amy, as tall as the bird cage.

“Father is so good.” Amy kissed Mag’s cheek happily, reached out and handed the leaves to the bird cage, said with a smile: “Hey, stupid Black coal.”

“My king accepts your kindness.” Black coal opened his mouth and took the leaves from Amy’s hand, and wrapped himself around him again.

“See you later, Black coal, mung beans.” Amy came down from Mag and waved at two birds, and followed Mag forward.

“See you later, but still hope to call me Sunny next time.” Mung bean said.

“It seems like … it’s pretty cute, then the king will reluctantly accept her request.” Black coal looked at Amy’s back, his face whispered reluctantly.

Leaving the magic potion shop, Mag took Amy’s little hand and walked to Aden Square. The circular Aden Square covers a very wide area. Except for a huge circular square in the center, the other places are divided into pieces with carved features of various ethnic groups. Or garden.

It is said that this Aden Square is a huge map of Nolan continent, Chaos city is in the center, and other races surround Chaos city.

As you go further east, the square becomes more lively. A lava devil child covered with fiery-red cracks runs by, and a hu hu flame is carried in her hair, like a burning torch.

A deep forest troll child with a grass on his head was chasing his arm, and two dwarf children were chasing after him with a small hammer.

In Chaos city, after releasing the child, parents can’t guess what their child will find as a playmate.

And when the children passed by Mag, they couldn’t help but slow down and turned to stare at Amy for a while.

Whenever this time, Mag would stare at them with a warning gaze, and then sideways blocked them from looking towards Amy’s.

Just kidding, this is his daughter, but can’t get those guys to follow.

Amy is very happy, many children look at her with envious eyes today, this is the first time.

“Father, I want her hair like this too. Why don’t you tie me up?” Mag took Amy to sit on the stone chair and rest for a while. When he was about to get up and go back, he was 5-6 years old next to his head. A human little girl with a bun randomly shook her hand around a 30-year-old, strong man in a strong suit.

“This … Yaya looks so good now.” The man glanced at Amy exquisite’s little braids, his expression suddenly became a little embarrassed, how could a brave man with such beautiful little braids, how could it be done! Being able to get what he is now has exhausted all his imagination.

At the same time, I glanced at Mag with some envy. He had such a craft, or there was a good wife at home who would tie hair to the daughter. Unlike his wife, he blasted him out and brought him a daughter. He was playing at the gaming table. Happy.

“But this bun is so ugly. People also need a pigtail.” Little girl touched the bun on her head with a disgusted look, and pointed at Amy’s with envy. “I want this, I want “Crying and crying, wronged.

“Yaya, I’ll buy you some delicious food in a while, good or bad.” The man reached out to help the little girl wipe her tears, and glanced at Mag with a resentful look.

Mag was a sympathetic glance at the man who comforted the little girl. Fortunately, yesterday I did not let Amy go out with a bun, but I felt a little proud of the gloomy look. The man who would tie the little girl’s hair was amazing. , Took Amy’s little hand and said, “Let’s go home.”

“Father, wait a minute.” Amy went to the little girl and reached out her little hand to wipe her tears.

“Little Brat is kind of loving.” Mag was relieved.

The man on the side is also relaxed, if only the little girl could help please the daughter.

“Don’t cry, this hair can only be pierced by my Father. You just cry so much, and your father will not help you pierce.” Amy retracted her hand and looked at the little girl seriously.

The little girl was about to stop. She heard Amy’s words stunned, looked up at her father, and looked at Mag again. She felt more aggrieved, and wow loudly.

“This … suffocating operation.” Mag stared, and she couldn’t look at her girl with normal thinking, glanced at the same stunned man, quickly pulled up Amy’s little hand and said, “Sorry.” Quickly left.

On the way back, Mag was still standing on the side of the road, watching the old man selling sweet crackers on the side of the road, a large cylindrical oven, and a large pot of dark yellow corn paste next to it, reaching out his hand Grab a poke and shoot inside the stove, and it will be ready after a while.

The business is very good. There is a long line in front of the booth, and most of them are children. They hold one or two Copper Coins in their hands and stand there, looking at them. Some children without money are squatting and watching .

Simple and rude, it is estimated that 1000 can be sold in a day. Although it is cheap to sell, it is not a dream that a biscuit seller like the previous generation can earn 30000 a month.

When Mag suddenly remembered that when his predecessor came out to look for Amy’s, he saw Amy squatting here like those children with yellow skin and thin skin, staring at the baked sweet crackers, holding Amy’s hand tightly, and slightly said with a smile: “Let ’s go home, tomorrow morning father will make you a meat clip 100 times better than sweet crackers.”

“Uh-huh, Father made the best food.” Amy harder nodded, obediently following Mag left.