Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

Brother, I just commented a few words casually, although the words are a bit sharp, the words are a bit poisonous, and there are dozens of restaurants closed... But as for you deliberately set up a system to force me to be a chef! ! !

Thinking of being supervised by a system to learn to cook in the future, Mag felt a little broken. It would be fine if he made some dishes that he could eat every day, but they said that he would grow into a generation of chefs!

God of Cooking? Are you kidding me! McGonagall wanted to curse a little.

"Father, is there anything else you're uncomfortable with?" Amy reached out and touched Mag's face, and asked worriedly. She felt that today's father seemed a little different from before, but she couldn't tell what was wrong. Different.

Feeling the warm touch on his face, Mag came back to his senses, tried his best to calm down his mood, squeezed out a smile again, recalled it, took out the last two copper coins from his arms and put them in Amy's hands. "Xiaomi, go buy two shortbread cookies, we won't be cooking tonight."

"Really! Xiaomi likes sweet shortcakes the most!" Amy's face suddenly showed a pleasant smile. Holding two copper coins in her little hand, she climbed up from the bed and hugged Mag's face and kissed him. Short legs jumped off the bed, put on shoes and ran towards the door.

Mag looked at Amy who disappeared at the door, and felt a little distressed for some reason. The sweet shortbread is a kind of coarse grain cake that is a copper coin, but in the past two years, their father and daughter have only relied on Mag Alex to pick up a little in the guild. The odd jobs barely make ends meet, and Mag will only buy one for Amy during the holidays.

Amy is also very well-behaved and sensible. Although she wants to eat, she never asks for it.

But where did the system go after saying a word out of nowhere?

Mag stood up with his hands on the bed, dragged the straw sandals on the ground to an old bronze mirror by the wall, and looked at himself.

Due to malnutrition and long-term sun exposure, his skin was a little yellow, and his appearance was seven or eight similar to his previous life, except that the long tan hair was curled behind his head, and he had a beard that looked a bit sloppy.

This is a complete waste of a good foundation, Mag couldn't help but complain, going out will scare the children, there is such a cute little loli at home who doesn't know how to clean up.

After experiencing that incident, the predecessor almost gave up on himself. If it weren't for Amy's existence, he might have chosen to end his glorious life three years ago that night.

The little guy has suffered a lot with you, so let me make up for it in the future! Mag clenched his fist, but he felt that he couldn't use his strength.

The broken hands and feet can't use strength, and Mag feels like a crippled person, even clenching a fist is difficult.

And now the situation at home can only be described by the four walls of the family. There is only one bed in the room, and the only small blanket on the bed is covered by Amy when she slept.

Don't talk about God of Cooking, the last two copper coins are spent, and eating tomorrow will be a problem. It seems that the key to solving the problem still falls to the system.

"The system releases the first task: to have a restaurant of its own, the host only needs to provide the restaurant land, and the system will decorate the restaurant as a whole according to the style selected by the host. The task is limited to three days, and there will be rewards after completion, and failures will be punished by Punishment." At this moment, the neutral voice of the system sounded again.

Own a restaurant? Mag was stunned for a moment, and when he heard the words behind the system, he was overjoyed again, and suddenly felt that the system was not so unreliable.

Although the predecessor was a bit miserable, the most reliable point is probably that after coming to Chaos City, the first thing to do is to buy this two-story building. Although it is an old two-story building, the location is also In the most corner of Aden Square, but the whole small building is his.

And although this place is a little off, the first floor can still be used as a storefront. Some people have asked for rent before, but they were all rejected by the dead brain of the predecessor.

Otherwise, it will not be mixed to the point where even a copper coin sweet shortbread has become a luxury.

Mag went downstairs slowly, leaning against the wall. The wooden floor was creaking because of the age, and even a few stairs were damaged. It was a dilapidated building.

Mag, who finally came downstairs, gasped for breath. This physical fitness was too poor. Back then, he was able to tear orcs with his hands, but now he has to stop and rest even after walking a few steps. Mag suddenly understood why he chose to give up on himself. , if it was him, it is estimated that he would not have the courage to live.

"System, after completing the task, is there a reward for improving your body?" Mag asked in his heart, clenching his fist subconsciously.

"Not now." The system's cold voice sounded.

If it doesn't exist now, does that mean there might be in the future? Mag's eyes suddenly lit up. If he was allowed to continue living with this body, he wasn't sure how long he could last, but if the system could restore his body, even if he couldn't reach the level of the first knight, he would still be able to live a normal life. That's it.

In the past life, money, women, rights... He has all of them, a height that others can't climb in their entire lives. He stood there when he was born, so for a long time after the age of 30, he began to think about life and wanted to know What do you want, but you can't find the goal.

At that time, commenting on food and restaurants was one of his most interesting things. He was even a little picky, and he was addicted to his poisonous tongue, but he was just quick-tempered. Looking at those comments afterwards would only feel more empty.

But now it is different. He has a lovely daughter and lives at the bottom of the society. Whether it is to recover his body or give his daughter a better life, learn to cook and then open a restaurant, it is a long-term effort.

Dreams and goals were suddenly clear, and Mag felt like his heart suddenly started beating again.

The nobles stomped their feet in a long line, the elves smashed skewers regardless of their manners, the dragons were sitting around the hot pot with their colanders in their hands, and the demons were eating cute dumplings... Mag made up this picture in his brain, and immediately found it more interesting. .

The space on the first floor is not small. After removing the half wall in the middle, there is a space of nearly 80 square meters. There are some wooden boards and other debris on the ground, and there is a dark and simple kitchen behind.

Such a space is not willing to rent it out even if it is idle, and you can't blame God for being poor... Mag shook his head, but the predecessors planted trees, and the later generations enjoyed the shade. At least the conditions for the first task have been met. In my heart, I said, "Provide a restaurant site."

The system has detected that the property right here belongs to the host, the geographical location meets the conditions for opening a restaurant, and the task is completed, please choose the decoration style of the restaurant.

The sound of the system sounded, and at the same time, a row of 3D pictures suddenly appeared in Mag's mind, Chinese classical style, pastoral style, Western restaurant style... Anyway, as long as there are styles on the market, they can be found on it, making Mag some Dazzled.

"Since the grievances of those chefs brought me here, I must have learned their dishes, which must be mainly Chinese restaurants, but I have been to a lot of western restaurants, as well as various Internet celebrities. I just don’t know how many stores will appear in the future.” Mag didn’t rush to choose.

After careful analysis, Mag felt that a certain characteristic style could not be fixed, otherwise a steak with a knife and fork would be brought to a quaint Chinese restaurant, and he would have sprayed it to death before.

Simple and comfortable, and then being able to accommodate more guests is the best, and he is already looking forward to the scene where the entire restaurant is full of guests.

That's it!

Mag's eyes lit up when he looked at a restaurant with a bit of a classical European style. The overall tone of the restaurant is brown, decorated with some delicate patterns, with European-style lamps hanging. The table is the simplest brown log four-person length. There is a square table, matching wooden chairs without armrests, and a long single-person table next to the counter, which can easily put down sixteen tables, and can seat a lot of people at a glance.

The long counter is a semi-open kitchen, and the transparent glass can be seen from the kitchen, but the height of the glass is dry enough to block the sight of prying eyes on the stove.

The overall style is simple and atmospheric, which is compatible with any cuisine. Even if you sit and brag, there is no sense of disobedience.

"Perfect!" Mag nodded with satisfaction, and was about to make a decision, but hesitantly said: "System, does the restaurant renovation include the second floor?"