"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the mission of delivering a warm winter breakfast to the cleaners. You have received a reward: a recipe for congee with pork and century egg! On the road to becoming the God of Cookery, your temperament has been improved and sharpened. At the same time, you have received a 'Good Person Card'. Collecting five 'Good Person Cards' will give you a chance to make a wish, "the system's voice sounded.
"A chance to make a wish? What's that? "Meg was slightly stunned and asked curiously.
"A chance to make a wish: the host can make a wish to the system, and the system will try its best to fulfill it."
"Then how do I get the 'Good Person Card'?" Meg continued to ask. This chance to make a wish sounded very good.
"As long as the host does good deeds, there is a certain chance to get the 'Good Person Card'."
"That's really a 'Good Person Card' …" Meg curled his lips. It didn't sound very reliable. God knows how many good deeds he had to do to get five 'Good Person Cards'.
Looking at the shiny recipe for the congee with pork and century egg that appeared in his mind, this was probably the easiest task he had ever done. However, the task had already begun, and the responsibility had just begun. Providing the cleaners with a steaming hot breakfast every day was something that needed to be persisted for a long time.
"Everyone is too polite. From tomorrow morning onwards, please come to Mamy's entrance at 6: 30 am. I will provide a free breakfast for everyone," Meg said to everyone with a smile.
Everyone praised Meg again.
"Mr. Sidka, can you give me a list of everyone's names, and then let me get to know everyone. In order to prevent other people from sneaking in and causing people to not be able to eat breakfast, I want to do a simple introduction," Meg said to Sidka while looking at him.
"Of course, Mr. Meg is indeed very thoughtful." Sidka nodded and walked quickly to his desk. He pulled out a list from a pile of messy papers and handed it to Meg. At the same time, he began to introduce the names to Meg one by one.
"Okay, thank you." Meg kept the list. He had already memorized everyone's names. This way, he didn't have to worry about other people sneaking in for the free breakfast.
"Then, I will take my leave first." Meg nodded slightly to Old Jack and his wife, and then left. He had to go back and prepare some things.
"This Meg is really a good person."
"Yeah, I heard that the cheapest food in that restaurant costs at least 200 copper coins. I have never eaten such expensive food before."
After Meg left, the cleaners were still discussing with expectant smiles on their faces.
"Alright, everyone is dismissed. Go back and rest," Sidka said. Everyone dispersed.
…
Meg returned to the restaurant. Yabemiya and the others had most likely gone to the ice cream shop, leaving Anna crouched in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with Ugly Duckling in her arms as she looked outside in a daze.
Meg stood to the side and watched for a while. Then he slowly walked over and squatted down beside Anna. He whispered, "Anna, what are you thinking about?"
"I'm wondering if Shirley and Big Sister Aisha will meet on the battlefield …" Anna turned to look at Meg with a worried expression. "If they meet, will one of them die?"
"They won't." Meg shook his head with a smile. "No matter if it's Aisha or Shirley, they won't hurt each other, even if they really stand on opposite sides. After all, they have fought side by side."
Anna thought for a while, and a smile appeared on her face. She nodded, and said, "Mm-hmm, they are both very kind elves, and also real elves."
"Alright, let's not sit here and daydream. I'll teach you how to make Yangzhou fried rice today, okay?" Meg said with a smile as he placed his big hand on Anna's head gently.
"Really?!" Anna's eyes lit up. She had been practicing her knife skills these days, and she had never cooked before.
"Of course. Anna's knife skills are already very good. She can cut the ingredients into the required size for fried rice. It's time to start learning how to cook." Meg nodded, and then he mentally purchased a set of cooking utensils suitable for Anna from the system.
The wok provided by the system was half the size of a normal wok. It looked a little mini, but it was still a big wok for Anna.
The spatula was also a size smaller. Even Anna's small hands could easily hold it, and she didn't need to use much effort.
Anna moved a small stool over and stood on it, just enough to reach the height of the stove. She looked at Meg expectantly.
She had to watch Uncle Meg make hundreds of plates of Yangzhou fried rice every day. Every step and detail was deeply imprinted in her heart, but she didn't have the chance to practice. Now, she could finally try to make a plate of Yangzhou fried rice that belonged to her.
"Yangzhou fried rice is a very complicated dish. There are very strict requirements regarding the control of the fire and the timing of adding the ingredients. Let's start with the ingredients …" Meg took out two sets of ingredients from the fridge, gave one to Anna, and held the other for himself. He started to teach her attentively.
Anna stared at Meg without blinking. Although she had seen the same steps thousands of times, she still didn't want to miss any details. She remembered every word that Meg said in her heart.
A plate of Yangzhou fried rice that looked, smelled, and tasted good was soon out of the wok.
"Okay, Anna, you can start cooking for the first time." Meg put the plate of Yangzhou fried rice aside and said with a smile.
"Okay." Anna nodded. She glanced at Meg, then withdrew her gaze. She stood in front of the chopping table for a while with her eyes closed. Then she opened her eyes again and picked up the Chinese kitchen knife.
Her small hands held the broad Chinese kitchen knife, but it didn't feel cumbersome at all. The knife fell on the chopping board, making a rhythmic sound. The ingredients were reduced to the size of rice grains one by one under the knife, then Anna put them on a plate for later use.
She turned on the fire, poured the oil, and put the ingredients into the wok with the right temperature. She stir-fried and tossed the wok. Everything was done smoothly. It was obviously Anna's first time cooking, but her performance amazed Meg. It didn't seem like something a six or seven-year-old child could do.
"This child is really talented." Meg couldn't help but praise her in his heart. She would definitely become a better chef than him in the future.
Anna turned off the fire and took the first plate of Yangzhou fried rice out of the wok. She carefully brought it over and put it next to Meg's plate. She looked at Meg expectantly and said, "Uncle Meg, try it."
"A plate of Yangzhou fried rice that is burnt."
When the two plates of Yangzhou fried rice were put together, the difference in appearance became very obvious. In Anna's plate, the winter bamboo shoots and tree mushrooms were burnt yellow. The eggs weren't perfectly wrapped around the rice, and many of them were damaged. The oil was too shiny. The amount of oil used was a bit too much.
"Okay, I'll try it." Meg picked up the spoon and put a spoonful of Yangzhou fried rice into his mouth. The salty taste almost made him spit it out. The salt wasn't evenly fried, so the burnt taste was very obvious.
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