Bro, all I did was give a few casual comments. Although my words were a bit harsh, my words were a bit harsh, and I even closed dozens of restaurants … But do you really have to create a system to force me to become a chef?!
Thinking about how he would have to learn how to cook under the supervision of a system, Meg felt like he was going to break down. If it was just some ordinary dishes, then so be it, but the system said that he would become the God of Cookery!
God of Cookery? Are you f * cking kidding me?! Meg felt like cursing.
"Father, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?" Amy asked worriedly as she reached out to touch Meg's face. She felt that her father was a bit different today, but she couldn't tell what was different.
Feeling the warm touch on his face, Meg came back to his senses. He tried to calm himself down and squeezed out a smile. After thinking for a while, he took out the last two copper coins he had and put them in Amy's hand. "Amy, go buy two biscuits. We won't be cooking tonight."
"Really?! Amy loves biscuits the most! " Amy's face suddenly revealed a surprised smile. Holding the two copper coins in her hand, she climbed up from the bed and kissed Meg's face. She then jumped down from the bed with her short legs, put on her shoes, and ran out of the door.
Meg watched as Amy disappeared through the door and felt an inexplicable heartache. Biscuits were coarse grain biscuits that cost one copper coin each. However, for the past two years, the father and daughter had relied on Meg Alex to barely survive by doing odd jobs in the guild. Meg would only buy biscuits for Amy during festivals.
Amy was also very obedient and sensible. Although she wanted to eat biscuits, she never took the initiative to ask for them.
However, where did the System run off to?
Meg stood up with both hands on the bed. He dragged his straw sandals on the ground and walked to a shabby copper mirror by the wall to look at his appearance.
Due to malnutrition and long-term exposure to the sun, his skin was a little yellow. His appearance was seventy to eighty percent similar to his appearance in his previous life, except that his long brown hair was curly and draped behind his head. His face was full of sideburns, making him look a little sloppy.
This is a complete waste of a good foundation, Meg couldn't help but ridicule. Even going out would scare children. With such a cute little loli at home, he doesn't even know how to clean himself up.
After that incident, his predecessor had almost given up on himself. If it weren't for Amy's existence, he might have chosen to end his glorious life on that night three years ago.
The little fellow has suffered a lot with you, so let me make it up to him in the future! Meg clenched his fists, but he felt like he couldn't exert any strength.
Meg couldn't exert any strength with his broken arms and legs. He felt like a cripple, and even clenching his fists was difficult.
And now, the situation at home could only be described as a bare house. There was only one bed in the room, and the only thing on the bed was a small cloth blanket that Amy used to cover herself when she slept.
Not to mention the God of Cookery, if he spent the last two copper coins, he wouldn't even be able to eat tomorrow. It seemed like the key to solving this problem fell on the system.
"System has issued the first mission: own your own restaurant. The host only needs to provide the land for the restaurant, and the system will renovate the restaurant according to the style that the host chooses. The mission has a time limit of three days. There will be a reward after completion, and a punishment if you fail. "Right at this moment, the system's neutral voice sounded again.
Own a restaurant? Meg was stunned for a moment, but when he heard the system's words, he was overjoyed. He suddenly felt that the system wasn't so unreliable after all.
Even though his predecessor had been living a miserable life, the first thing he had done after coming to Chaos City was to buy this two-story building. Even though it was an old two-story building, and it was located in the furthest corner of the Aden Square, the entire building belonged to him.
And although it was a bit out of the way, the first floor could be used as a storefront. There were people who wanted to rent it before, but they were all rejected by the stubborn predecessor. Otherwise, even a copper coin's worth of pancakes wouldn't have become a luxury item.
Meg slowly went downstairs with his hands on the wall. The wooden floor creaked because of the age, and even a few stairs were broken. It was a completely dilapidated house.
Meg finally went downstairs, panting heavily. His body was too weak. He could tear an orc apart with his bare hands in the past, but now he had to stop to rest after taking a few steps. Meg suddenly understood why he chose to give up on himself. If it were him, he wouldn't have the courage to continue living either.
"System, after completing the mission, will there be a reward for improving my body?" Meg asked in his mind, unconsciously clenching his fists.
"Not now." The system's cold voice sounded.
If there isn't now, does that mean there will be a reward in the future? Meg's eyes suddenly lit up. If he continued to live in this body, he wasn't sure how long he could last. But if the system could help him recover his body, even if he couldn't reach the level of the First Knight, he would be able to live a normal life.
In his previous life, he had money, women, power … He had everything. He was born at a height that others couldn't reach in their lifetime. So, for a long time after he turned 30, he began to think about life. He wanted to know what he wanted, but couldn't find a goal.
At that time, reviewing food and restaurants was one of his favorite things. He was even a little picky and addicted to using a sharp tongue. But it was only at that time that he was quick to speak, and when he looked at those reviews afterward, he only felt emptier.
But now, it was different. He had a lovely daughter. Living at the bottom of society, whether it was to recover his body or to give his daughter a better life, learning how to cook and opening a restaurant, it would take a long time and effort.
With his dream and goal suddenly clear, Meg felt like his heart suddenly began to beat again.
The nobles were stamping their feet and lining up, the elves were eating skewers without caring about their manners, the dragons were holding a colander and sitting in front of a hot pot, and the demons were eating cute dumplings … Meg imagined this scene and suddenly felt it was more interesting.
The space on the first floor was not small. Half of the wall in the middle was removed, and there was a space of about 80 square meters. There were some wood and other debris on the ground, and there was a simple dark kitchen at the back.
Even if this space was empty and not rented out, he couldn't blame God if he died of poverty … Meg shook his head, but at least he had met the requirements of the first mission. He directly said in his heart, "Provide a piece of land for the restaurant."
The system has detected that the property rights of this house belong to the host, and the geographical location meets the requirements of opening a restaurant. Mission completed, please choose the style of the restaurant.
The system's voice sounded, and at the same time, a row of 3D pictures suddenly appeared in Meg's mind. China classical style, rural style, western style restaurant style … Anyway, as long as it was a style that was available in the market, Meg could find it in the pictures, and he was a little dazzled.
Since it was the resentment of those chefs that brought me here, I must learn their dishes. Among them, Chinese restaurants must be the main ones, but I have been to many western restaurants, and there are all kinds of internet famous restaurants. I just don't know how many of them will appear in the future. Meg was not in a hurry to choose.
After some serious analysis, Mag felt that he couldn't stick to a certain style. Otherwise, if he were to serve a plate of steak with knives and forks in an antique Chinese restaurant, he would definitely have been scolded to death by him in the past.
It was simple and comfortable, and it would be best if it could accommodate more customers. He was already looking forward to the scene of the restaurant full of customers.
That's it!
Meg's eyes lit up when he saw a restaurant with a bit of classical European style. The overall color of the restaurant leaned towards brown, decorated with some exquisite patterns, and hung with European-style lights. The table was the simplest brown wooden rectangular table for four people, and there were matching wooden chairs without armrests. There was also a single long table in front of the counter, which could easily put down 16 tables. At first glance, he knew that it could accommodate many people.
Behind the long counter was a semi-open kitchen. The transparent glass allowed people to see the outside, but the height of the glass was good enough to block the view of the stove.
The overall style was simple and elegant, enough to accommodate any kind of cuisine. Even if one sat there eating skewers and bragging, there would be no sense of disharmony.
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