Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

"Wait, system, what did you just say?" McGonagall was stunned and hesitated.

"Congratulations to the host, San Lian Wen triggers a new task! Please capture a wild Flamingo within 24 hours! Note, capture yourself, not buy! Task success reward: a Phnom Penh kitchen knife! Unlock the ingredients and cooking utensils for stewed chicken. Task failure penalty: - 0.5 physical fitness points. " The system repeats.

"Not this one, last one." MEG shook his head.

"No," he said The system repeats.

"No, well, I had a good dream last night. I'd better do business today." McGonagall closed the refrigerator door with a smile, turned around, picked up a glass, poured a glass of water and took a sip.

"The trough! This system he meow early in the morning, ah, originally happy heart, suddenly so exciting a task lost, did not consider his feelings good McGonagall's heart MMP, did not expect that this system has been shameless to this extent.

It's no wonder that the system seemed a little strange when he was in the test field yesterday. What was different from usual was that after the success of the task yesterday, the system did not give him the right to use the cooking utensils and purchase the ingredients needed for stewed chicken, but deliberately dug a hole for him to step on today.

Huolie chicken is a first-class Warcraft, and it still lives in the wild. Let's not say whether McGonagall can fight a fighting chicken now. The task time completed in the past 24 hours is also a big hole. Does it mean that McGonagall just closed the door and ran to kill the chicken today?

No, I'm going to catch Huolie chicken!

Anyway, he has already felt the rage of diners. I wonder if some radicals can't help throwing bricks at his glass? Even though there is no shortage of guests in the restaurant now, as a good boss based on Chen Xin, I still feel that I can't make it through.

"The task has been released. The 24-hour countdown starts. Please complete the task as soon as possible!" The stern voice of the system rang out, and finally silently said, "and please don't insult my intelligence."

"System, what books have you read recently?" MEG asked suddenly.

"The self-cultivation of actors." The system answers carefully.

"You playwright!" McGonagall said angrily, looking at the 24-hour countdown in his mind, he suddenly got worried.

Flamingo he is not very worried about fighting, but how to say that now his body has returned to normal, with a handy weapon, it should not be a problem for the last flamingo.

Pigeon guests a day, nothing, conscience this kind of thing, pain used to, it will not hurt.

But I promised Amy yesterday that I would cook him a lot of meat for breakfast this morning. As a result, it's completely fried now. It's hard to cook without rice!

Thinking of Amy's resentful eyes for a while, McGonagall couldn't help pacing the restaurant and suddenly stood still and said, "system, do you sell stewed chicken and rice?"

"This system has not built any food production line and can not provide any finished food." The system replied earnestly.

"Then... Why don't you go to earth and order me a takeout? Don't worry. I'll never give you less money for running errands. " MEG doesn't want to give up yet.

"You can't afford to run errands for a time-space transmission." The system calms down.

"How much is it?" MEG doesn't give up.

"Fifty thousand gold coins." System response.

"Let's talk about buying kitchen knives and kitchenware. How much is it?" McGonagall rolled his eyes. Fifty thousand gold coins. Now I can't kill him.

"This... You can't afford it." The system has already begun to mean that a small person is successful.

"You're tough." MEG pulled up a chair and sat down, lost in thought.

The countdown in my mind is still beating. Listening to the tone of the system, krypton gold can not solve the problem. The problem is that he has no money.

It's a sad story

In order to prove that selling vegetables is not easy to provoke, the system has already tried to resist?

It seems that the fiery chicken must be caught, and the guest must also have pigeons. But Amy didn't want to be perfunctory. After thinking for a while, he suddenly asked, "system, can I buy the ingredients in the refrigerator?"

"This system does not recommend that the host study the menu independently. You are still in the rookie stage, and the dishes made by yourself can't match the grade of the restaurant at all. It may reduce the style of the restaurant and cause the disgust of the guests, and..." the system objected.

"As long as it's worthy of my fatherly love for Amy." MEG put the glass down, got up and walked to the kitchen, tying his apron and saying.

"It's a pity that I don't know how to make the braised meat. If I don't come over, it's good to cut a plate of stewed meat." MEG whispered to himself and walked to the kitchen.

"Su..." the system still wants to talk.

"System, no more nonsense, I will not upgrade Lv2 in my life." Meg said calmly as he processed the pickled pork.

The system immediately fell silent.

Pork cut is not much, because only two people need to eat in the morning is enough, MEG specially cut a little more lean meat down, so as not to eat too fat.

Leave the rest in the fridge and let the system do what it wants to do. Make sure you can continue to use it tomorrow morning.

"How fragrant! Father, what are you cooking? " Amy didn't know when she came downstairs with the ugly duckling. She put on the little wizard's robe, her silver hair was scattered, and a dull hair was raised. She looked at MEG who was frying the pot with surprise and curiosity and asked.

"Just sit and wait for a while and you'll know." MEG looked back at Amy and said with a smile.

"Good." Amy nodded and sat back happily, looking forward to the direction of the kitchen.

The red prawns in the pot exude attractive fragrance. The cooking method of MEG is similar to that of stewed chicken, but the sugar is less. Without side dishes, it only adds ginger, garlic, pepper and other simple spices. Pour in soy sauce, cover the pot and simmer for a while. When you put it on the plate, place it neatly. A plate of stewed prawns with complete color, fragrance and flavor is finished.

After washing the pot, McGonagall made another scrambled egg with green pepper. The golden egg matched with the green pepper also looked very appetizing.

The marinated meat was ready. It was cut into thin pieces and served with a small plate of sour and spicy sauce. MEG took three dishes and two bowls of white rice out of the kitchen.

"Wow, father, what are these dishes? Did you think of it all last night? " Amy looked at the dishes in Meg's tray, full of surprise.