Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

"Grandpa who sells matches?" Mag was stunned for a moment, looking at Amy's somewhat pitiful eyes, and suddenly remembered the story of the little match girl he told her before. It seemed that she had been waiting outside the window for a long time. Crassus, regarded as a poor man with no money to eat.

However, this magician doesn't look like a man without money. From the point of view of his demeanor, he is either an expert in the world, or he has been in a high position for a long time. He did not show any surprise at the various furnishings in the restaurant. It can be seen that these things are in him. It is not unusual in the eyes. The so-called vision and background can often be seen from the small details.

"Yeah, look how pitiful he is. After waiting outside the window for so long, no one bought him a match, why don't we buy one for him?" Amy looked at Mag and nodded, full of He looked at Crassus with pity and comforted: "Grandpa, don't worry, even if we buy a match, you'll starve to death, but it's better than the little girl who didn't even sell a match. At one point, you should be able to die without regrets."

Crassus was a little stunned when he heard Amy's words. The little girl seemed to understand something wrong. She shook her head with a smile and said, "Little girl, I'm not selling..."

"I know you must be cold and hungry, and want to eat roast goose, right?" Amy interrupted Crassus, holding the ugly duckling and shrinking back, a little wary and wondering: "But the ugly duckling is still a baby. Ah, you can't eat it, you have to raise it."

"Meow!" The Ugly Duckling turned to look up at Amy, her eyes widened, and she found that things didn't seem that simple.

"..." Crassus was around for a while and didn't know how to answer the call. He didn't seem to say anything, but he was given a strange identity by this little girl and turned into a down-and-out man without money to eat. , the old man who still wants to eat roast goose? The key is what is the relationship between this and that cat-like little beast?

Mag looked at Amy, who was full of vigilance, and almost couldn't help laughing. Seeing Crassus' expression of embarrassment, he quickly smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Amy heard me tell a little story before, the little girl took it seriously. , what do you want to eat, the menu is on the table, you can refer to it yourself, the bacon sauce roujiamo has been sold out."

"Okay." Crassus didn't think much about it, he sat down directly opposite Amy's table, leaned the man-high magic wand against the glass window behind him, smiled kindly at Amy, and reached out to pick up the table. on the menu.

The purpose of his entering the restaurant was to test whether Amy had the talent to learn magic, and to find out what the owner of the restaurant meant, but it was obviously a bit too abrupt to ask such a question as soon as he sat down.

Of course, he was not worried at all that someone would reject his request to accept his apprentice. As long as he showed his identity, those who wanted to worship him as a teacher on the Nolan Continent could line up all the way from the Imperial Palace to the gate of the Imperial Capital.

Accepting a half-elf as an apprentice will make him bear some external pressure, but he doesn't care about these things after he is one hundred and twenty years old. Now he just wants to find a suitable apprentice and learn all his life. Pass it on.

It doesn't matter if it's a human or an elf, or even a half-elf Crassus. Whatever others want to say, let them say it. Is there anyone who dares to teach this old man a lesson.

This restaurant is the most comfortable restaurant he has visited in Chaos City these days. Of course, it is only limited to comfort. Compared with the Royal Palace of the Los Empire, the luxury is still far from being called.

The restaurant was very lively before, and there are still so many customers in such a corner. I think it should be because the dishes are relatively complete. As a result, when I opened the menu, there were only two dishes written on it. Jiamo has been sold out, which means that only the top 'Yangzhou Fried Rice' is available now.

"Boss, what is this Yangzhou fried rice?" Crassus looked up at Mag and asked. He lived more than 120 years old and had never heard of this kind of food, and the price of 600 copper coins was not cheap. Enough for ten days of meals for an ordinary family of three.

"It's super delicious! It's super delicious rainbow fried rice." Amy hurriedly replied, looking at Crassus a little worried: "Although I know you want to eat it, we don't accept matches for money. , only accept cash, if you eat and don't pay, I will set you on fire."

"Actually, I'm rich." Crassus smiled gently, an old, thin palm stretched out from the loose mage robe, spread flat on the table, and there were two dragon coins in the palm.

"Huh? Then don't you sell matches?" Amy looked at the dragon coins in Crassus' palm, her face a little puzzled.

"I don't sell matches, but if you want, I can make a match for you." Crassus snapped his fingers on the table, and a match appeared on his fingertips, the size of the pinky finger, two fingers long matches.

Mag looked at this scene in surprise. This is magic that is more advanced than magic, creating things out of thin air. This method is really powerful.

Compared with Amy's fireball technique, which can only cause destruction, Crassus's light-handed matchmaking is more like technical work, a feeling of integrating magic into life. the magician.

"Wow! Do you know magic?" Amy looked at the match in Crassus' hand, her eyes completely lit up.

Crassus smiled and nodded: "I'm a magician, of course I can do magic. This is only a little trick. Really powerful magic can drive back giant dragons and stop trolls. Do you want to learn it?"

"Huh?" Mag thought Crassus was ordering food, but he didn't expect him to turn around and start tricking Amy into learning magic, which made him a little wary.

Although Amy also wants to learn magic, their identities are a bit special and cannot be revealed yet.

Back then, Mag and Amy secretly left the imperial capital and came to the City of Chaos, just because he didn't want to live under the mocking gazes of those people.

Those people gave him a life that night just to see his jokes, but then he faked a suicide scene, made a makeover and came here to settle down. Four years have passed in a blink of an eye.

Most people should think they are dead, but it is about the safety of their father and daughter, and they can't be too cautious, and Amy's magical talent is likely to be inherited from her mother. If it is a talent unique to the elf royal family, then It is even more necessary to find a trusted magician as a teacher.

"I don't want to." Amy shook her head without thinking much, pointed at Mag and said proudly, "My father is also a super magician, he made a beautiful restaurant, and he can do All kinds of delicious things, will you?"

Crassul was stunned for a moment. He really didn't know how to cook.

But looking up at Mag, Crassus didn't feel the slightest magic fluctuation on him, and the restaurant was also built and decorated with normal materials.

Although the materials used are much better than ordinary restaurants, it has nothing to do with magic. It seems that the owner told some lies in order to create a tall image in his daughter's mind.

"Boss, I want a Yangzhou fried rice." Crassus looked at Mag and said with a smile. Since the little girl couldn't make sense, she had to start with the boss.