Chapter 1810
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"Boss, why don't we stop making wine? I think I'm good at serving dishes." Hannah looked at Meg who came to pick her up and said seriously.
"How can you face your grandfather like this?" Meg frowned.
"I feel that he left quite peacefully, and didn't have that big of an obsession to pass down the rum." Hannah muttered.
Meg didn't say anything and just looked at her quietly.
"I don't think it's easy to serve dishes, it's just … it's just … Uncle, I don't want to work hard anymore …" Hannah was about to cry. "I don't want to draw … I don't want to draw anymore …"
"Here." Meg took out the stack of drawings from his back and waved it in front of Hannah.
"What's this?" Hannah squinted at the drawings and found them familiar.
"When you were sleeping, I went back. The scene was a bit tragic and there were some problems with the machine, so I helped you change it." Meg said calmly.
"Really?!"
Hannah's eyes lit up and carefully took the drawings from Meg. She roughly scanned the drawings, and the more she looked, the more impressed she became. Finally, she looked at Meg with stars in her eyes. "Boss, did you really draw this while I was sleeping?"
There were more than 30 drawings, and they weren't changed from the original ones. They were completely redrawn.
Although the overall structure was roughly the same, all the dimensions were newly set.
It had to be known that she had spent more than half a month working hard every night to painstakingly draw out the drawings. She had also spent a few days checking the dimensions and researching and forging with Mobai.
However, the boss had only used half a day to redraw the design drawing and adjust the size of it.
"Yes." Meg nodded. In fact, after the system gave him the drawings, he also walked around the north of the city and chose two pieces of land next to the rum distillery to build a brewery and a Maotai distillery. He was worried that it would affect the noon business, so he came to find Hannah.
"It won't … explode again, right?" Hannah had a lingering fear.
"In theory, there shouldn't be a problem." Meg nodded.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Boss, you're the best!" Hannah gave Meg a big hug. The dejection on her face was swept away, and she was full of energy again.
Meg pushed Hannah's forehead with a finger. "Give yourself a day off today. I've already asked the workers to remove the destroyed machines from the factory and have them repair the factory. You can give the blueprint to Mobai first and see if he has time to make it for you. "
"If the continent doesn't explode, Hannah won't rest!" Hannah shook her head. "I'm going to look for the Mobai boss now. I think I'll have to go to the materials market. The materials on the market don't look simple."
"Okay, then take my car. I'll take you back." Meg didn't stop her. He took her out and rode the flashy bicycle back to the restaurant.
"Boss, did you already know how to make this machine?" On the way, Hannah asked in hindsight.
"No, I didn't. Don't talk nonsense."
"Then how did you draw such a perfect picture in such a short time? I drew it for a long time. "Hannah didn't believe him.
"Maybe, this is talent." Meg said casually.
Hannah clenched her small fists and gritted her teeth. She wanted to hit someone.
Meg stopped in front of the blacksmith shop. Before the bike came to a stop, Hannah jumped off the bike impatiently. She waved at Meg and rushed into the blacksmith shop. "Mobai boss! Did you put the bomb in the boiler? I was almost blown to death by you! "
Meg raised his eyebrows slightly. He seemed to have overlooked this possibility.
However, there was no smell of gunpowder at the scene. Mobai probably wouldn't use any cylinder as a cannon.
Ignoring the discussion in the blacksmith shop, Meg pushed the bicycle into the restaurant and began to prepare for the noon business.
The new product to be released at noon: stir-fried octopus tentacles and octopus balls.
Meg opened the refrigerator. The small and large octopus tentacles were already in place.
The small octopus tentacles were as thick as a person's middle finger. The large octopus tentacles were as thick as a baby's arm. The large octopus tentacles weren't put in the refrigerator. The thickest part was almost half a meter in diameter. They were sold to large customers such as giant dragons. The restaurant didn't need them.
The octopus tentacles looked very fresh, as if they were freshly cut from an octopus that had just been fished out from the sea. The skin on the surface and the small suckers on the tentacles were exactly the same as ordinary octopus tentacles. There was no difference at all with the naked eye. No one would associate it with the terrifying octopus tentacles that were as thick as a person and filled with large eyeballs.
Just this point alone made Meg admire the system's methods. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that it was a work of art.
After spending more than a hundred days in the test field for the God of Cookery, Meg was completely immune and numb to the octopus tentacles. However, this brought about a big problem: he had no desire to eat them.
Yes, although he had faced his fear, he still couldn't get over it in his heart.
If there was anyone in the world who understood the octopus monster the most, it would be him.
They were friends who had gone through a calamity together.
Therefore, for the time being, he still couldn't get rid of the knot in his heart and eat it.
Of course, since the system could safely make it into an ingredient and supply it on a large scale, there was no need to worry about food safety.
Speaking of which, this octopus monster had lived for millions of years. It would be an understatement to call it a sacred beast.
Perhaps eating the octopus tentacles would have some special effects.
After closing the fridge, there was a small meatball machine with more than a hundred small holes on the stove. Octopus meatballs were a rather complicated snack. It was very particular about the control of the fire and the way it was handled. This undoubtedly added some burden to him.
Fortunately, his strength had increased. His strength above level-ten was enough for him to handle this little bit of work in the kitchen easily.
If it weren't for the fear of scaring the customers eating outside, they might not even have seen his shadow.
After a while, Amy and the others returned to the restaurant.
"Father, are we having octopus meatballs for lunch?" Amy skipped through the door and looked at Meg expectantly.
"Okay, I'll make it for you in a while." Meg smiled and nodded.
"That's great." Amy jumped up and down happily.
The others also showed some anticipation for the new dish.
"I … I don't have much of an appetite. I'll take a plate of fried rice home later." Camilla looked a little unnatural. She was the only one who had seen the octopus monster. She even had a nightmare last night. Thinking of the octopus tentacles full of eyeballs, she really couldn't bear to see it appear on the dining table.
Meg looked at Camilla. He didn't expect her to be afraid of the octopus monster. He suddenly remembered that he still had a Photostone in her hands. If it fell into Irina's hands one day, he would inevitably be beaten up. He immediately smiled and said, "Are you feeling unwell? Do you want Xixi to take a look at you? Eating together is a tradition in our restaurant. Stir-fried octopus tentacles are such a great delicacy. You must try it. "
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