Amy's eyes lit up immediately, and she said with a smile, "Since Father likes it, you'll definitely finish it all, right?"
"This …" Meg was taken aback. He looked at the black pot of stew in front of him, and his heart was about to break down. However, he still put on a smile, and nodded as he said, "Amy made it, so of course I'll finish it."
"Meow."
Ugly Duckling walked over and rubbed its head against Meg's calf. It looked at him gratefully as if he had saved it from hell.
"I think it's about time. Amy, let's put the fire away first." Meg could vaguely smell a charred smell coming from the pot. The smell was already strange, and if it was charred again, Meg was afraid that he wouldn't be able to eat it even if he pinched his nose.
"Mm-hmm," Amy answered obediently, and waved her hand to put away the fireball on the stove.
Meg looked at the stove with a hole burned in it, and negotiated with the system in his heart. He settled on a repair price of 5,000 copper coins. This breakfast … was really not cheap.
After washing up and changing his clothes upstairs, Meg carried a bowl of black soup to the table. A complex smell wafted over from under the table. It was mixed with prawns, beef, shiitake mushrooms, and all sorts of other ingredients. It was hard to imagine that they would all appear in the same pot.
Meg looked at Amy, who was standing at the table with an expectant look. He hesitated for a moment, but still picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful of soup into his mouth.
It wasn't unexpectedly delicious. It was sour and sweet with a hint of fishy taste. Ingredients that hadn't been processed properly were mixed together. Even the best ingredients in the world wouldn't be able to make a delicious soup.
"Father, how is it?" Amy asked.
"Mm-hmm, it's very delicious." Meg nodded with a smile. He picked up the spoon and scooped another big spoonful into his mouth.
"That's great!" Amy clapped her little hands with a happy expression. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Then I'll go get a bowl too."
"No." Meg hurriedly reached out to stop her, and said with a smile, "Because it's really too delicious, Father has decided to finish it all by himself. Father will make other delicious food for Amy later."
Amy looked at Meg, and thought for a moment before nodding. "Alright, since Father likes it, I won't eat it. I'll give it all to Father. I'll make it every day."
Mag almost dropped the spoon in his hand. He quickly shook his head, and said, "No, it's so cold in winter. How can Amy wake up every day to make breakfast for Father? Just lie down and sleep in the future. Father will wake up and make breakfast for you."
No, I can't eat this breakfast, I can't have it. I can't have any more!
However, Amy's intentions made him feel very warm on this winter morning.
After breakfast, Amy looked at Meg, who was washing the dishes in the kitchen, and asked, "Father, aren't we celebrating that orc big brother's birthday today?"
"That's for tonight."
"Then, what are we going to do during the day?" Amy looked at Meg expectantly.
"In the morning …" Meg pondered for a while, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He turned to Amy, and said, "Father will bring you to an interesting place later."
After putting Ugly Duckling in the bicycle basket, Meg brought Amy to the west of the city on the bicycle.
There was a big market in the west of Chaos City, and it was also a gathering place for merchants from all over the world. Merchants from all over the world gathered there, and street performers could be seen everywhere.
It was a rest day, and both sides of the market were filled with hawkers setting up stalls. Xixi was bustling with tourists, and the market was very lively.
Orcs were hawking their beast teeth, demons were performing fire-breathing on the streets, elves were earning applause and rewards with their melodious voices, and succubi's seductive dance with snakes made men stop in their tracks.
"Father, look! There are two scallions growing out of that big green demon's nose! "
"Wow! What a beautiful bird, and it can even sing! "
"Look at that big snake, it's actually coiled around that big sister!"
Amy sat on Meg's shoulder, and looked around in amazement. She kept mumbling, and her big blue eyes seemed to be glowing.
Meanwhile, Ugly Duckling was lying on Meg's head, curled up into a ball, and shivered.
This was also Meg's first time coming to the West City Market. He had overheard the customers talking about it two days ago. Apart from being able to buy all kinds of things here, it was also a good place to have fun and have fun.
Men and women of all ages could find fun here.
Meg looked around. Many of the merchants here were not from Chaos City, so he could roughly see the local customs of the Norland Continent from them.
"Father, I want to eat that candy," Amy said as she pointed at a little boy who was holding a bird-shaped candy not far away.
"Is that a candy man?" Meg glanced at the candy in the little boy's hand. He looked around, and saw a small stall at the entrance of an alley. A white-haired old man was handing a little lamb candy to a child with a smile, and walked straight over.
The old man looked up at Amy with a smile, and asked, "Little kid, do you want to eat candy?"
"Mm-hmm." Amy nodded honestly.
The old man smiled, and said, "Then spin this wheel. I'll make you whatever you spin. If it's this blank spot, I'll make you whatever you want for free."
"Okay, okay." Amy nodded happily.
Meg put Amy down with a smile, and let her spin the wheel. In his distant memory, his father seemed to have brought him to the market like this before, and spun the candy man's wheel.
"Wow, it's blank! Father, look, I've spun to a blank spot! " Amy's surprised voice interrupted Meg's thoughts. Looking at the spot where the arrow on the wheel stopped, a smile appeared on Meg's face. He patted her head, and said, "You're awesome."
"Little girl, you're so lucky. Tell me, which one do you want? Grandpa will make it for you," the old man said to Amy with a smile.
"I want …" Amy looked at the various birds and beasts on the wheel, and finally chose a fat tiger.
Soon, the fat tiger candy man was made. With its delicate whiskers and silly appearance, it looked very cute.
"Thank you." Meg nodded at the old man.
"Thank you, Grandpa." Amy took the candy man, and said obediently. She held Meg's hand and walked forward. Then, she looked up at Ugly Duckling, which had slipped onto Meg's shoulder, and said, "Ugly Duckling, did you see that? If you continue to eat like this, you'll become fat like this."
Crunch.
Amy bit off half of the tiger's head, and nodded as she chewed. "Delicious."
Ugly Duckling looked at the candy tiger in Amy's hand, and its eyes widened!
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