Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

The sound of the system sounds: This system only provides restaurant decoration, excluding areas outside the restaurant.

Mag habitually touched his chin with his right hand, and looked at the broken stairs and the dark second floor, thinking of the bed that was covered with a little straw just now. He couldn't live this night, and he couldn't let his precious daughter suffer any more. The quality of life must be improved later.

And he didn't feel too much hostility in this system. The so-called punishment should be more to supervise him to study hard to cook and achieve the task of being a chef as soon as possible.

Since that's the case... Mag rolled his eyes and said indifferently in his heart: "System, I don't think what you said is wrong. I am providing this whole small building as a restaurant, so of course you have to be right. I can't accept the opening of such a restaurant with a non-uniform style. And the second floor is not renovated and reinforced. If a brick falls and kills the guests, it will be a big trouble. If it is not killed, it will be even more troublesome. Now, maybe I'll be killed by a guy who can't be hit by a drill bit, so what else do I need to learn to cook, and what kind of chef do I need to be? You can figure it out for yourself."

The system fell into silence and seemed to be thinking. After a while, the system's voice sounded again: "In view of the high danger level of the building, the system analyzed and decided to rebuild the small building and carry out decoration. The host should determine the decoration style."

Mag secretly rejoiced in his heart. Sure enough, something like the system can still be negotiated and used. It would be boring to be led by the nose, but on the surface, it still appeared quite calm.

The decoration style of the restaurant has been determined, and the decoration style of the second floor is to choose a decoration similar to his previous home, low-key, luxurious, and comfortable. There are three rooms on the second floor, a toilet, and a bathroom. Mi's room was decorated in tender pink, and it was confirmed with the system directly.

The system's voice sounded: "The time required to rebuild and decorate is thirty seconds. Please leave the room, the host, and the countdown will start in one minute..."

Thirty seconds is enough! Mag was stunned for a moment, but when he heard the 60-second countdown, he hurriedly moved slowly towards the door again. With a little difficulty, he stepped over the threshold and turned around to close the door. It was already dark outside.

"Father, are you here to pick up Amy?" Amy's soft and cute voice sounded from behind.

Mag turned around, Amy was holding two yellow-brown flatbreads in each hand, looking up at him, her long eyelashes fluttering, and her face was full of joy and excitement. Father had never come out to pick him up before. I have passed her, but today it seems that I came downstairs to pick her up at the door on purpose.

"Yes, I'm here to pick up Xiaomi, and I want to make a magic trick for Xiaomi." Mag squatted down with a smile, took Amy into his arms, and hugged gently.

"Magic?" Amy looked up at Mag with some doubts, and soon her eyes lit up again: "Is it magic? Can my father change a lot of delicious food?"

"Well, yes, my father is going to turn Xiaomi into a big beautiful house and a beautiful restaurant. From now on, I will cook you a lot of delicious food every day." Mag said softly, and he really is a snacker.

"Really?" Amy opened her mouth slightly, as if she couldn't believe it.

"Close your eyes and count to thirty." Mag nodded with a smile.

"Thirty, twenty-nine..." Amy obediently closed her eyes and counted.

Mag looked at Amy tenderly, listening to her soft voice counting down, the ground was shaking slightly, and there were occasional sounds of things falling to the ground behind him, but he didn't look back.

Thirty countdowns passed in a blink of an eye.

Amy opened her eyes, her face full of anticipation.

"Next, let's take a look at our new home." Mag took the two sweet shortcakes from Amy's hand, took her little hand and stood up. He also turned and looked in the direction of the small building with some anticipation.

A beam of warm light shone from the doorway, and just fell on two figures, one big and one small, standing at the door.

"Wow~~" Amy's mouth opened wide, and she suddenly changed her appearance. She was stunned for a while under the lights, and then turned her head to look at Mag, who was beside him, and exclaimed happily: "Father, did you really make this? A house as beautiful as the Crystal Palace! There are also glowing stones! Father is amazing!"

"Well, this will be our home in the future, and it will be a restaurant." Mag nodded with a smile, and it sure feels better than anything to be admired by his little girl.

It is still a two-story building, but this will have changed from a crumbling two-story log cabin to a European-style two-story villa. There are floor-to-ceiling windows on the side facing the square. From the outside, you can see the European-style crystal chandeliers shining down. The restaurant is comfortable and stylish.

But because the previous shaking seemed to have caused some commotion, Mag took Amy's hand and pushed the door in, and said, "Let's go home first, and father will tell you those things later."

"Well, Father is the best!" Amy rubbed Mag's hand with her head and jumped in the door happily.

Mag turned off the light outside the door, and just as the two entered the door, a bearded dwarf staggered out of the house next to him, looked around drunkenly, and muttered, "Which idiot troll came here again? Come dance! Damn guys, let no one sleep..." After that, he walked back and slammed the door.

"Father... Is this really our home?" Amy stopped at the door, looking at the glorious restaurant and looking up at Mag, still a little unbelievable.

She had never seen such a beautiful house before, with flat and smooth floors, beautiful chandeliers like crystal, neatly arranged new tables and chairs, and an exquisite cutlery box on the table. There is also a long tall counter, and there is a room inside the counter, but she can't see anything inside.

"Of course." Mag nodded with a smile, and waved his hand: "This is our new home, a restaurant can be opened on the first floor, and the second floor is where we live..."

"Great!" Before Mag's words were finished, Amy had already run out, ran around the restaurant with open hands, and then sat down at the innermost table, waving at Mag and saying: "Father, let's sit here and eat sweet shortbread, Xiaomi is hungry."

"Okay." Mag smiled casually, and it really was the most important thing to eat.

"The task of owning a restaurant is completed, because the host additionally requested to repair the area outside the restaurant, the reward of this task is cancelled. The system has released a new task: learn the first dish - Yangzhou fried rice. The task time is three days. After the host is ready, you can click to enter. The God of Cooking Proving Ground is conducting trials, the reward for this task is physical fitness +0.5, and the penalty for failure is physical fitness -0.5." The system's voice sounded again.

Mag stopped all of a sudden, and a door suddenly appeared in his mind. There were four golden words on the door: Yangzhou Fried Rice, it should be the so-called proving ground for God of Cooking.

Of course, what makes Mag more concerned about the success reward mentioned by the system is that he is most eager to improve his body. In this state, let alone cooking, even the kitchen knife can't be held steady. I didn't expect the system to give it so quickly. He arranged a task reward to strengthen his body, and his mood suddenly became a little excited.

Although I don't know what this physical fitness +0.5 can achieve, the system shouldn't cheat him, isn't it Yangzhou fried rice? How difficult can a bowl of fried rice be.

When he was in Yangzhou, he tried several authentic Yangzhou fried rice, but it seemed that they were all criticized a bit miserably, but to be honest, the fried rice tasted very good, but it was just that he didn't pick something wrong at the beginning. It's an unpleasant problem. It is said that a time-honored brand was closed for a period of time after it was reviewed by him, but this kind of thing happened too much, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

"Father?" Amy looked at Mag, who was stunned there, with some doubts.

"Come on!" Mag quickly suppressed the urge to open the door, sat opposite Amy, handed Amy a cake in his hand, and said with a smile, "Come on, try it first. Our millet's favorite sweet shortbread."

Mag looked at the sweet shortbread carefully. It was about the size of an adult's palm and one centimeter thick. It should be corn, mung beans, potatoes... In the hand like a rough tile.

"Mmmm." Amy held the cake in both hands and brought it in front of her. She opened her cherry mouth and took a bite, making a crackling sound, and then chewing happily, like a little hamster, eating a lot. Sweet and very cute.

"Is it so delicious?" Mag was a little skeptical, but seeing Amy eating was really appetizing. He couldn't help but picked up the cake and took a hard bite, chewed it a few times, and then stunned.

"Is this a baked tile? Is it my tooth or the cake? After biting it, I cut my mouth, and I want to swallow it and stuff it in my throat. Can this Nima be used for poisoning? How many can be sold a day? Hundreds! The food culture in this world is probably a bit desertified! No, my throat is stuck!" Mag stared, threw the sweet biscuits in his hand on the table, and ran to the kitchen sink, clutching his throat.