"Don't worry, Joel. Your scars are still there," the man who came with the hero comforted him with a smile.
"Still there my a * s! The wound on my chest from the first time I went hunting 25 years ago is gone! The wound on my chest from the orc's fang from 20 years ago is also gone! And … "Joel counted the number of scars that had disappeared, and he wanted to cry, but no tears came out.
"Don't worry, Brother. You'll get more scars in the future." The friend patted Joel's shoulder to comfort him.
"That's completely different! How can I scare those bastards if I don't have time to recover? " Joel still looked as if he was unwilling to accept reality. Although he had already become the vice-leader of an adventurer team, his habit of bragging had never changed. He had always treated these scars as badges to show off and brag to the newbie adventurers. Now that he had lost a few of them, he would have nothing to brag about in the future. There was nothing left for him to brag about in this world.
"If another bowl of savory tofu pudding was placed in front of you, would you eat it?" his friend asked with a smile.
Joel looked at him and fell silent for a moment before nodding decisively. "Yes!"
"Not only are my scars gone, even my birthmark has faded!"
"Can you take a look for me? Have the pockmarks on my face faded as well?"
Soon, aside from the scars, the customers were pleasantly surprised to discover that some of the problems with their skin had been alleviated to a certain extent after eating the tofu pudding.
Yabemiya, who had just put down two bowls of soup, raised her hand to take a look, and her eyes lit up.
She had a roujiamo and a bowl of sweet tofu pudding for dinner, and she was in a hurry to open for business after that, so she didn't notice the changes on her hands. Her hands were full of scars and calluses, and some of the scars from many years ago had disappeared.
When he was seven years old, he was scalded by a red-hot iron pot. When he was eight years old, he was bitten by an old dog in the kitchen. Those ugly scars that were difficult to get rid of had obviously faded a lot. The dead skin had turned pink, and his skin had become smooth again.
What an amazing effect! In that case, as long as I continue to eat tofu pudding, I'll be able to recover my hands like them one day. " Yabemiya looked at her scarred hands, and she suddenly became excited.
In the past, Yabemiya felt that her life was lowly, and that she could only do the most menial and arduous tasks in the dark kitchen for the rest of her life. She earned the lowest wage, and her self-esteem was trampled on by everyone. Her hands were nothing.
However, in Mamy Restaurant, she felt warmth and respect that she had never felt before. She slowly found a new life goal and the state that she should live in. Which 18-year-old girl didn't want to be beautiful? She was no longer that pitiful girl who could only hide in the kitchen.
However, every time a customer's eyes on her hands, and she felt as if they were needles stabbing into her heart. She also wanted to become better. She wanted to have a normal pair of hands so that she could live up to Boss Mag's trust and bring a better dining experience to the customers.
As long as I eat two servings of tofu pudding every day, the scars and calluses on my hands will disappear sooner or later! Yabemiya clenched her fists and muttered to herself. She picked up the tray and walked briskly into the kitchen. Her wish had finally come true, and it was all thanks to Meg.
"Didn't you say it's a beauty treatment? This is f * cking plastic surgery! " Meg was also shocked by the customers' reactions. Although the system had told him that the tofu pudding had a beauty effect, he had only thought that it would be a supplement of collagen. He didn't expect the effects to be so strong.
"System! Why didn't you tell me earlier that the effects were so good? If you had told me earlier, I would have set the price at 2,000 copper coins! " Meg was a little speechless. The effects of the tofu pudding were a lifesaver for people who suffered from scars, pockmarks, birthmarks, and other skin problems. Even if the price was 10 times higher, there was no need to worry that no one would buy it.
"The system also didn't expect the effects to be so strong. Although we didn't do any animal experiments, the test results showed that the protein content was 4.5 times higher than normal. It seems that there is an unknown trace element that has a strong beauty effect," the system said after a moment of silence.
"I say … the food you're providing us with, don't tell me you didn't even do animal experiments?" Meg raised his eyebrows as he suddenly realized something.
This time, the system was silent for a long time. After a while, it said, "The ingredients provided by the system have all gone through 18 rounds of precise tests. After a large amount of data analysis, the ingredients are confirmed to be harmless to the body. Only then will they be provided to the restaurant. They are guaranteed to be non-toxic and pollution-free."
"So, you still didn't do animal experiments?" Meg asked again.
"Host, please don't be too concerned about animal experiments. The results of the system's precise tests combined with the large amount of data analysis are more intuitive and scientific than animal experiments. There is no need to take into account the various incidences of the animals' survival. As long as there are enough samples, the results obtained are more than 10 times more accurate than animal experiments in the current world." The system's serious voice sounded. After a pause, it said, "The host is the first person to receive these ingredients."
"So, you can collect data from us for animal experiments …" Meg pursed his lips, but he was already more or less convinced by the system's words. After all, he was a science and engineering student, and had come into contact with large amounts of data in the past. The system claimed to have grasped 80% of the knowledge. Using its database to test the usability of ingredients was like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.
However, this also reminded Meg that the system had previously said that he couldn't eat too much tofu pudding. It seemed that the restriction was not only for the sake of the customer's safety, but also for the sake of the customer's safety.
"I want another helping of sweet tofu pudding." When Yabemiya walked over, Crassus gently put down his spoon and looked at her with a smile.
"I want another helping of savory tofu pudding as well," Julian also put down his spoon and said in a hoarse voice.
The chatter in the restaurant gradually died down, and everyone's eyes fell on Yabemiya.
On the menu, it was stated that each person could only buy one helping of tofu pudding. Many people had already finished their portions, but no one would mind eating another bowl of such delicious food.
As for the customers who had been dissatisfied with their looks, they suddenly saw a glimmer of hope. They looked at Yabemiya and the kitchen expectantly. Not to mention one bowl, they were willing to eat 10 bowls of tofu pudding!
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