Mag had recently developed the idea of going to the outside world to take a look.
Chaos City was, after all, a city with only 100 years of history. Its culinary heritage was very shallow.
According to the system, in order to become the God of Cookery, in addition to gaining more followers and teaching more people how to cook, he also needed to truly master the art of cooking. He needed to be able to find different ingredients in the other world and create and cook different delicacies.
This was a new challenge for Mag, as well as a new journey.
The restaurant was pretty good, and so were the customers. A comfortable life made him not want to leave this comfort zone.
However, Meg was looking forward to this challenge. He also wanted to really understand this ancient and mysterious continent. He wanted to explore those mysterious and unknown ingredients, taste the delicacies from all over the world, and gain more inspiration.
He wanted to create sparks between Earth's delicacies and this world, and then turn them into a gourmet flame to ignite the entire continent.
Just the thought of it made Meg feel that it would be very interesting.
Of course, there was another very important reason.
He needed some time to try to find the sealed grounds of the Great Old Ones that might be scattered all over the Norland Continent, and reseal them before they escaped from the seal.
He was already starting to like this world, so he couldn't let anyone destroy it.
However, before that, he couldn't treat the customers who were used to eating at Amy's too badly.
Therefore, he needed a successor.
Firis, who was hardworking enough, was the first choice.
Under the guidance of Mag's golden finger, Phyllis improved very quickly.
Meg didn't expect her to be able to learn all the dishes in a short time, but he hoped that she could learn one or two of the more representative dishes in each category. Then, even when he wasn't in the restaurant, the customers would still be able to eat different delicacies.
However, Firis alone wasn't enough. Harris and Chapman, who had been in Chaos City for a long time, were already on Meg's list of helpers.
Both of them were true culinary enthusiasts and had more cooking experience than Phyllis. If they were in the kitchen, Meg would not have to worry about anything.
Tofu pudding was a dish that had to be prepared in advance. Mag demonstrated it to Firis and Anna, and it was even more detailed than the recipes that he had obtained before. Furthermore, he had added in some of his own personal experiences and insights. This was another improvement that he had made to the almost-perfect recipe. Perhaps it was only 0.01%, but it was still a small improvement.
"Alright, now that the tofu pudding is ready, we just have to wait for it to take shape." Meg flicked their foreheads.
Phyllis and Anna, who only knew a little, felt as if something had suddenly rushed into their minds. Like dim lights, the scattered and unclear knowledge points were all lit up at once, and they were all strung together.
"Do you understand now?" Meg smiled at the two of them.
"Mm-hmm." Phyllis and Anna nodded at the same time.
"Alright, that's all for today's lesson. Digest and understand what you've learned today, and we'll try again in the afternoon," Meg said with a smile as he clapped his hands to let Phyllis start preparing the ingredients.
…
Outside the restaurant, the customers started to form a long line again.
Milo, who was still in high spirits in the morning, had his head lowered, and looked a little dejected.
Garland stood behind him, and the smile on his face revealed a hint of yawn.
"Hey, Brother Milo. Why do you look so unhappy? Did your wallet get stolen? "Randy greeted with a smile as he came over to join the line, and happened to be diagonally behind Milo.
"How did you know?" Milo turned around in shock.
"Erm … That's really sad news." Randy shrugged. He had only said it casually.
"Yes. I thought about it the whole morning, but I still couldn't figure it out. How am I worse than that stupid wallet? The thief didn't even steal from me." Milo nodded helplessly.
"With your size, the thief couldn't have done it," Randy said with a smile.
Milo sighed. "Speaking of which, I feel a little sorry for that man. The most worthless thing I have on me is that wallet. Ever since there was a hole in it last year, I've been treating it as an ornament. Although there are many things stuffed inside, they're all light and small balls of yarn that are sewn directly into the wallet."
Randy raised his eyebrows slightly. That thief who took a huge risk would probably break down after opening the wallet.
However, when he thought about how Milo actually had to use a fake wallet to decorate his store, the middle-aged man's difficulties were deeply reflected at this moment. He couldn't help but think of the time when he often couldn't get his royalties.
Even though there were only a few copper coins left in the wallet, he still had to stuff a handful of broken stones inside so that those beautiful ladies could take a second look at his hanging wallet and bloated crotch.
"Let the unhappy things go. Anyway, we didn't lose anything. Think of something happy," Randy said with a smile.
"Then why don't we talk about how you got this enviable job? I also want to live a life where I have to worry about which house to go to first to collect rent when I wake up every day. "Milo looked at Randy seriously.
Garland also looked at Randy with great interest. While he was at it, he casually touched his budding hair and became more confident.
"This, it's a little complicated," Randy muttered.
"Then let's start with how to become friends with a lady."
"That's easy. You just go up and confess," Randy answered.
"That's it?" Milo didn't believe it.
"Yes. When most girls reject, they will say, 'You're a good person, but we're not suitable. Let's just be friends.'" Milo nodded. "You see, although we didn't confess successfully, we achieved our goal of making friends."
"I see … I've learned it!" Milo nodded with a look of realization.
"Then, do you usually make friends with girls like this?" Milo asked again.
Randy shook his head. "No, I usually don't make friends with girls. I like older ones who are sensible, live well, and not clingy."
"Oh …" Milo didn't seem to understand, but he still nodded.
"Tsk, tsk. Young people nowadays, you have to think carefully." Garland shook his head, looking like he couldn't continue listening.
"What do you think, Brother Garland?" Randy asked with a smile.
"Great minds think alike." Garland immediately gave him a thumbs up, showing an expression that said, "I understand too."
"Hehehehe …"
The two of them looked at each other and laughed.
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