Chapter 203
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"I think those chefs who used their resentment to get you out of this world would be pissed to death if they knew you were such a system." Meg sighed. A system that had no principles when it came to money wasn't a proper God of Cookery System.
"Don't worry, they won't be able to see it," the system replied calmly.
"Alright, but don't be in a hurry. I'll do it after I get changed." Meg nodded. This was the first time he was being charged for parking in this world.
Meg's eyes suddenly lit up. "By the way, what if I draw a few parking spots in front of the restaurant and charge for them?"
"The Aden Square belongs to the city lord's castle. If you charge for parking at the entrance, the city lord's castle may retaliate. Also, if the city lord's castle sees a profit, they may draw parking spots all over the Aden Square and charge for them," the system replied.
"That makes a lot of sense." Meg thought about it carefully. It was very likely that the situation would develop in the direction the system suggested. That would be a waste of his time thinking of a good way to make money for the city lord's castle.
"Ding! The clothes have been customized. Would the host like to change his clothes now?" the system prompted.
"Yes." Meg looked around the empty alleyway and nodded.
A set of gray and black robes, a pair of cloth shoes, and a black and white wig quickly appeared in the bicycle basket.
Meg took off his outer robes and put on the old-fashioned gray and black robes and shoes. He followed the system's instructions and put on the wig.
"Please open your hands and close your eyes. The system will perform a high-level makeup on the host. The duration will be about 30 seconds." The system's voice sounded again.
Mag closed his eyes, and immediately felt several brushes brushing his face and hands at the same time. Half a minute later, all of the brushes were gone, and the system notified Mag that he could open his eyes.
Meg opened his eyes and looked at his hands. There were some fine wrinkles on his hands, making them look like the hands of an old man.
"Your hands do look good, but I wonder how your face looks like?" Mag reached out to touch his grayish-white beard. He was suddenly a little curious.
"One copper coin for one use of a mirror." The system prompted.
"No." Meg walked towards a well not far away and said, "System, put away my bicycle. The parking timer starts now."
"Host, as a candidate for the God of Cookery, you're not even willing to spend a single copper coin. Don't you feel ashamed?" The system sounded somewhat dissatisfied, but it still obeyed and put away the bicycle.
"Being thrifty is a virtue. You are the one who should reflect on yourself. Why would a God of Cooking System want to earn a single copper coin?" Meg curled his lips and retorted mercilessly.
The System fell into silence.
Meg walked to the edge of the well and looked down. The water surface of the well was very close to the mouth of the well. He could clearly see the reflection of an old scholar in his sixties. He had an elegant temperament. He wore a gray robe and had long black and white hair. If he held a book and a ruler in his hand, he would look like a teacher.
"Who is this?" Even Meg wanted to ask. Even the shape of his eyebrows had been changed. It was completely different from his original appearance. Even if Amy stood in front of him, she probably wouldn't be able to recognize him.
Meg suddenly believed the system's words. It could turn him into an enchanting succubus?
"The system can be quite reliable sometimes." Mag nodded with satisfaction. This disguise technique was like plastic surgery. Even though he had spent six gold coins on it, it looked like it was quite worth it. He didn't waste any more time, and walked out of the alleyway.
20 minutes later, Meg arrived at a detective agency that sold maps. He stroked his beard gently, and pushed the door open.
20 minutes later, Mag was escorted out of the door by a young man in a grey shirt with a warm smile on his face as he said, "Mind your steps, Old Mister. I hope this information will be of use to you in your comprehensive history of the Norland Continent. Ever since I was a child, I've always admired people with dreams like you. If you've finished writing about the elven race, we have information about other races as well. The most recent information was only received a few days ago."
"Alright, I'll come again next time." Meg looked at the young man and nodded. His voice was a little hoarse and weathered. He walked away slowly with a big bag under his arm.
"I haven't seen such a sucker in a long time. Sure enough, all the bards have holes in their brains. They dug it out themselves." The young man looked at Meg's receding figure, and shook his head with a smile as he shook the two dragon coins in his hand. He turned around and went back into the shop.
After turning the corner, Meg's footsteps quickened. He looked down at the information under his arm with a smile on his face.
Two dragon coins for a set of information about the elves for the past five years. Although it wasn't top-secret information, Meg was still quite satisfied. This detective agency should be one of the more powerful private detective agencies in Chaos City. As for why he didn't go to Sherlock Detective Agency, it was mainly because Meg wasn't very confident in his acting skills. If he made a mistake, it would be asking for trouble.
After finding a secluded alley, Mag asked the system to bring out the bicycle again. After changing into his own clothes, he enjoyed the system's five-second makeup removal service. He opened his eyes and looked at his hands, which had returned to normal, and was in awe of the system's uncanny makeup skills.
"System, do you have any makeup experience bags for sale?" Meg asked tentatively.
"Do you want to cross-dress?" the system asked tentatively.
"F * ck off!" Meg pursed his lips. He put his clothes and information into a big paper bag and put them in the basket of his bicycle. Then he rode his bicycle toward the Aden Square.
"Ding! 20 copper coins have been successfully deducted! "the system's voice sounded.
"System, it hasn't been an hour yet, right?"
"It hasn't been an hour, so it'll be an hour," the system replied calmly.
"…"
Meg stopped his bicycle in front of the Broad Employment Agency. There were still many people looking for jobs inside. Meg hesitated for a moment, but still locked his bicycle and walked inside.
The most efficient way to find a worker was to go to a job agency. Meg didn't believe that there would be a good worker like Yabemiya who would fall into his lap for him to pick up. He just didn't know if the owner of the Bird's Nest had any suitable talents.
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