"Wait, System, what did you just say?" Meg asked hesitantly.
"Congratulations, Host! You have triggered a new mission! Host, please capture a wild turkey within 24 hours! Please note that you have to capture it personally, not buy it! Mission Reward: A gold-rimmed kitchen knife! Unlocks the ingredients and utensils required for braised chicken. Mission Failure Penalty: -0.5 Physical Strength, "the system repeated.
"Not this sentence, the previous sentence." Meg shook his head.
"Not yet," the system repeated.
"Not yet. Well, it seems that I had a good dream last night. Let's do business today." Meg smiled and gently closed the fridge door. He turned around and picked up a cup of water to drink to calm his nerves.
"F * ck! What the hell is wrong with the system this early in the morning? It was so happy that it suddenly threw such an exciting mission at me. It didn't even consider my feelings! "Meg cursed in his heart. He didn't expect the system to be so shameless.
No wonder he felt that the system's words were a little strange when he was in the trial field yesterday. It turned out that the system didn't give him the right to use the utensils and purchase the ingredients for braised chicken after he completed the mission yesterday. Instead, it deliberately dug a hole for him to step into today.
Fire chickens were 1st-tier magic beasts, and they lived in the wild. Not to mention whether Mag could defeat a fighting chicken in his current state, completing the mission within 24 hours was already a huge problem. Was he supposed to close the door and go out to kill a chicken today?
No, he was supposed to catch a turkey!
Anyway, he had already felt the anger of the diners. He didn't know if some radicals would be unable to resist throwing bricks at his window. Losing some customers because of breaking his promise was not worth the loss. Although the restaurant was now completely full, as a good owner, he still couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart.
"The mission has been issued. The 24-hour countdown begins. Host, please complete the mission as soon as possible!" The system's solemn voice sounded. Finally, it added, "Also, please don't insult my intelligence."
"System, what have you been reading recently?" Meg suddenly asked faintly.
"The self-cultivation of an actor," the system answered seriously.
"You drama queen!" Meg said angrily. Looking at the 24-hour countdown timer in his mind, he suddenly became anxious.
He was not too worried about not being able to defeat Fiery Bird. After all, his body had returned to normal. Coupled with a suitable weapon, going up against Fiery Bird should not be a problem.
It wasn't a big deal to pigeonhole a customer for a day. Once you got used to it, it wouldn't hurt anymore.
But she had promised Amy yesterday that she would make him a delicious breakfast with a lot of meat. In the end, it was a complete mess. Even the cleverest housewife could not cook without rice!
When he thought about Amy's resentful gaze later, Meg couldn't help but start pacing around the restaurant. Suddenly, he stopped and asked, "System, do you sell braised chicken and rice?"
"The System has not built any food production line, so it is unable to provide any finished food," the System replied seriously.
"Then … why don't you go to Earth and order takeout for me? Don't worry, I won't give you any less for running the errand. "Meg didn't want to give up.
"You can't afford to run the errand for a space-time teleportation," the System said calmly.
"How much?" Meg didn't give up.
"50,000 gold coins," the System replied.
"Then let's talk about buying kitchen knives and utensils. Tell me, how much do you want?" Meg rolled his eyes. 50,000 gold coins, even if he was killed, he still wouldn't be able to take it out.
"This … you can't afford it either." The System had already started to get complacent.
"You win." Meg pulled out a chair and sat down, lost in thought.
The countdown timer in his mind was still ticking. From the System's tone, it was not that spending money could not solve the problem, but the problem was that he had no money.
This was really a sad story …
In order to prove that selling vegetables was not to be trifled with, the System had already started to resist?
It seemed that the turkey had to be caught, and the customer had to be left alone. However, he didn't want to be perfunctory about Amy. After thinking seriously for a while, he suddenly asked, "System, can I buy the ingredients in the fridge and use them freely?"
"The System does not recommend the Host to study the recipes on his own. You are still a rookie, and the dishes you make on your own are not worthy of the restaurant's grade. It may lower the restaurant's style and arouse the disgust of the customers, and …" the System objected.
"As long as it can be worthy of the fatherly love I have for Amy, that's enough." Meg put down the cup in his hand, got up and walked to the kitchen, and said while putting on an apron.
"One braised prawn, one scrambled egg with green pepper. It's a pity that I don't know how to make braised pork, but a plate of sliced braised pork should be good," Meg whispered to himself and walked to the kitchen.
"Su …" The System still wanted to say something.
"System, if you say any more nonsense, I won't upgrade to level 2 for the rest of my life," Meg said calmly while processing the marinated streaky pork.
The System immediately fell silent.
Meg didn't cut much of the streaky pork, because it only needed the amount that two people ate in the morning. He deliberately cut a little more lean meat to avoid getting sick of eating too much fat.
He threw the rest into the fridge and let the System do as it saw fit. He had to make sure that it could still be used tomorrow morning.
"It smells so good! Father, what delicious food are you making? " Amy asked with surprise and curiosity as she came downstairs with Ugly Duckling in her arms. She had changed into a little magician's robe, and her silver hair was loose, with one strand sticking up. She was looking at Meg, who was stir-frying the pan, with surprise and curiosity.
Meg looked back at Amy with a smile, and said, "Sit down obediently and wait for a while. You'll know."
"Okay." Amy nodded and returned to her seat happily. She looked in the direction of the kitchen expectantly.
The red prawns in the pan were giving off a tempting aroma. Meg's cooking method was similar to the braised chicken, but he added less sugar and no side dishes. He only added simple spices such as ginger, garlic, and chili. He added soy sauce, covered the pan, and braised it for a while. When he put it on a plate, he arranged it neatly, and a plate of braised prawns with color, aroma, and taste was ready.
After washing the pan, Meg made a scrambled egg with green pepper. The golden egg matched with the tender green pepper looked very appetizing.
The braised pork was also ready. He took it out and cut it into thin strips, and served it with a small plate of sour and spicy sauce. Meg carried the three dishes and two bowls of white rice out of the kitchen.
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