Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

Yangzhou fried rice tastes good, and Roujiamo is also delicious, but as a person who eats rice as the main food, eating these two things every day still feels like something is missing.

Although the system has just issued a new mission, and the tofu brain can be unlocked next, Mag still wants to play around with the system to see if he can unlock one or two other dishes.

The system was silent for a while, and then said: "In view of the fact that the host despised the system's tasks, he took an opportunity to trigger a hidden task: the restaurant has 1,000 customers who enter the store and can unlock a recipe for yellow stewed chicken and rice, and each person is only counted once. Ten. If not achieved within five days, physical fitness point -0.5. Progress: 155/1000"

"In other words, will 1,000 different customers enter the store for consumption within 15 days?" Mag raised his eyebrows. This task is much more difficult than selling a thousand copies of Roujiamo. After all, some customers can eat it. There are several roujia buns, and repeat customers will consume them many times. One person may buy more than a dozen roujia buns in a few days.

But a thousand different guests, that's another concept entirely, and if it can be achieved, it can definitely raise the restaurant to full capacity.

However, after the restaurant opened for a few days, there were only 155 people who entered the store for consumption.

Of course, what Mag is worried about now is not whether there is any business, but rather that because the previous guests are too sticky, new guests may not be able to eat, which will inevitably slow down the increase in new guests.

"Consumption in the store is the key. It seems that the number of take-out still needs to be controlled. It is best to achieve a certain publicity effect, and at the same time try to meet the requirements of the customers who come to the store to eat." Mag thought to himself. , Thinking of yellow stewed chicken rice, eyes light up again.

This is one of the three catering giants that can be compared with Lanzhou Ramen and Shaxian Snacks.

Mag has eaten several authentic yellow stewed chicken rice in his previous life. Although he is ruthless and poisonous after wiping his mouth, the taste is really good. The chicken meat is fresh and tender, and the old soup is very pure and beautiful. After eating the chicken, put another bowl of rice into the soup pot. Inside, another delicious chicken soup bibimbap.

Now that I think about it, I was really picky at the beginning, but when I think of his poisonous tongue comment, Mag's expression becomes a little distorted again, MMP... It seems that even if you complete the task and get the recipe, you have to do a good job and be locked in the house. Hundreds of days of mental preparation in the God of Cooking Proving Ground.

The reincarnation of heaven is really unpleasant!

Mag complained in his heart that he had come up with such a standard way of cooking, and fell asleep after a while.

The next morning, Mag was woken up by Amy's voice. He reached out and turned on the bedside lamp. He sat up from the bed and looked at the crib. Amy was sitting on the bed and seemed to have just woken up. With sullen eyes, he looked left and right, looked at Mag and asked in a puzzled way, "Father, where is the ugly duckling?"

"Huh?" Mag was stunned. Didn't the ugly duckling sleep on Amy's arm yesterday?

"Meow!" At this moment, a somewhat aggrieved voice came from under the bed.

Amy and Mag looked under the bed at the same time. The ugly duckling fell under the bed at some point. He raised his head and looked at Amy with aggrieved expression, like a little daughter-in-law who was kicked out of bed. Resentful.

"Pfft—" Amy laughed outright, lying on the edge of the bed, and said with a smile, "Ugly duckling, wouldn't I be the one who kicked you out of bed?"

The ugly duckling seemed to understand Amy's words, nodded, his eyes were even more aggrieved, and he raised his little paw, as if begging for a hug.

Mag also had a smile on his face, looking at the ugly duckling on the ground is really a bit pitiful.

"Right, I said that you might be kicked into bed by me. You still don't believe it. Next time, just sleep in your little basket." Amy shrugged and looked at Mag again and asked: "Father, are you going to get up now?" After speaking, he yawned a little.

"It's still very early, millet and the ugly duckling will sleep for a while, I'll get up and prepare the ingredients." Mag glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside, it was only 4:50, he got up from the bed, and reached out to slap the size of the bed under the bed. , the fluffy ugly duckling was picked up and placed on the cot, shaking his head with a smile.

"Okay, then Xiaomi will sleep for a while." Amy nodded, holding down the head of the ugly duckling who was crawling towards her bosom along the quilt, and warned earnestly, "Ugly duckling, don't grab clothes, this is But if the new clothes my father sold me are damaged, you will not be allowed to go to bed in the future."

"Meow~" The Ugly Duckling didn't dare to move immediately, nodded his head, and closed his eyes comfortably on the quilt.

"Good." Amy nodded in satisfaction, lay back down again, and closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

Mag smiled and covered Amy with the little quilt, and folded a small corner to cover the ugly duckling. It is very important for the kitten to maintain body temperature.

I changed my clothes, washed up, and then went downstairs to prepare various ingredients for Roujiamo. This morning, Mag planned to make 64 Roujiamos. The four ovens were sold out, and the business hours in the morning were almost over for an hour and a half. .

At seven o'clock, McGonagall went upstairs to wake Amy, and the little girl insisted on brushing the ugly duckling's teeth while she was washing.

Mag couldn't help but explain for a while before letting her give up this idea, but in the end, he threatened the ugly duckling to rinse his mouth a few times.

"Forget it now, brush your teeth when they grow up." Amy nodded while brushing her teeth, looking at the ugly duckling who swallowed a few saliva.

The ugly duckling stared at the small toothbrush and white foam in Amy's mouth, and slowly retreated in the direction of the door. This thing is too scary and needs to retreat.

The goat milk I bought yesterday has been drunk, and I will not have time to buy it until after the business hours in the morning.

So at breakfast time, the ugly duckling lying in Amy's arms raised his head and looked at Mag and Amy while nibbling on Rougamo and Yangzhou fried rice. His eyes were about to light up, but no one thought about feeding it. He took a bite, and finally raised his paw sadly and covered his eyes, looking like he was out of sight and out of mind.

"Ugly duckling, I saw your eyes leaking out of your claws. Just look at it if you want. I won't give you anything to eat anyway." Amy took a bite of Rougamo and said with a smile and lowered her head.

The ugly duckling slowly turned his face away, removed his little paws, and looked up at the sky with a face full of lovelessness.

Mag shook his head with a smile, cleared the table after eating breakfast, and waited until half past seven to open the restaurant door.

Mo Bai was the first person to wait outside the door today, but there were already four or five people waiting behind Mo Bai, who consciously formed a line. When Mag opened the door, their eyes lit up. There were several The regular customer also called out 'Boss Mai' with a smile.