At the entrance of the restaurant, Haider looked at Meg, and said, "Mr. Mak, you really are a genius. After listening to your explanation, everything became clear to me. Although you don't want to join our team, if you're interested, you can research the steam engine on your own. If you need, we don't mind providing you with the necessary information. We won't compete with you for the results in the future. We only hope that the steam engine can be released as soon as possible to prove that what we've been doing is correct."
"Alright. If I have time, I'll ask the president for advice." Meg looked at Haider's serious expression, and suddenly felt a pang of guilt. Look at how open and honest this intellectual was. As a capitalist, he was full of guilt.
However, Hydle's words had also given Mag an idea. If he were to suddenly come up with a steam engine and go to the city lord's castle, that would be a little too abrupt. However, if he were to say that he had invented the steam engine based on Hydle's work, then everything would fall into place. Furthermore, with Hydle and the others as a lead, it would be a lot easier for him to collaborate with the city lord.
After sending Haider off, Meg turned to enter the restaurant. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw an old elf with a white beard standing in the distance, looking in the direction of the restaurant. He seemed to have been standing there for some time, and seemed to have been observing him. He was still a little sensitive when it came to elves.
The restaurant has had some elven customers recently, and nothing has happened. Maybe he's just a curious person? Meg thought to himself. He locked the door and lifted a corner of the curtain to take a look. The old elf was already gone. He put down the blinds in confusion, and didn't think too much about it.
Amy had become the disciple of Crassus and Julian, and the restaurant's reputation was growing. There would only be more and more prying eyes. He had to learn to accept it calmly, and then accept it as if nothing had happened. He believed that no one in this world would believe that the king of dragon-slayers who once dominated the sky would now become the owner of a restaurant in Chaos City.
"Cooking, cooking. That's my job." Meg went into the kitchen and threw the matter of the steam engine to the back of his mind. There was nothing wrong with the idea of earning some extra money. However, the restaurant was a stable source of income. Now, the net profit was easily over 200,000 copper coins a day. Moreover, with the increase in the number of dishes and the increase in cooking speed, this number should still have room for growth.
"I have to think of a way to get rid of this turkey as soon as possible. But there is so much chicken that Little Mi and I won't be able to finish it even after a few days. I have to use the ingredients provided by the system to make sure that the taste of each dish is not the slightest bit different." Meg opened the refrigerator and looked at the two compartments full of turkey chicken. He had a headache.
"Forget it. If I can't finish it, I'll just throw it away. I didn't buy it with money anyway." Meg closed the fridge door and went upstairs to sleep.
For dinner, Meg cooked a meal of braised chicken and rice according to Amy's request. Meg also prepared a boneless braised chicken for Ugly Duckling. He poured chicken broth over the rice, and the little thing grabbed a small plate with its little paws and ate with relish.
"There seems to be a little bit left." Meg looked at the remaining braised chicken in the large pot. Because Ugly Duckling didn't eat much, there was still more than half of the braised chicken for three people left. There was also a little extra rice.
Amy stood at the entrance of the kitchen, and looked at Meg with a pleading expression as she asked, "Father, if there's any extra, can you put it on a plate for me?"
"Amy has already eaten two bowls of rice. Even though it's delicious, you can't eat too much." Meg shook his head with a smile. She really was a greedy little kitten that wanted more.
"Amy is already full, so I won't eat anymore. However, if there's any extra, I want to give some to Jessica. She definitely hasn't eaten yet; she always saves her food for her mother." Amy shook her head with a conflicted expression as she said, "Charles and Derek definitely haven't eaten yet, either. If they see that I'm only giving some to Jessica, they'll definitely be sad, even though they're both very strong …"
"My Amy is so kind. Alright, don't be conflicted. Count how many children there are in total, and I'll make one for each of them and two for Jessica. That way, they'll all be able to eat." Meg stroked Amy's hair with a smile before squatting down to look into her eyes, and earnestly said, "But only this once. We're not at the stage where we can help others just yet."
Amy nodded obediently before giving Meg a kiss on the cheek, and a joyful smile appeared on her face as she said, "Mm-hm, there are 20 children in total. Father, you're the best!"
"Go play with Ugly Duckling for a while. It'll take a while before it's ready." Meg stroked Amy's hair with a smile before walking toward the fridge. He suddenly felt a pang of heartache.
Even though he could use his own ingredients for the turkey, he couldn't afford to skimp on the cost of the other ingredients. The ingredients for 20 servings of braised chicken cost 6,000 copper coins.
However, how could he refuse Amy's request? Meg wanted to protect the kindness in Amy's heart and protect her smile.
However, he would only do this once. Even though he was making a lot of money every day, the exorbitant cost of purchasing strength points still made Meg feel a little pressured. Improving his own strength was the most pressing matter. As for doing good deeds, that was something that only those who had the energy to spare could do. He wasn't a saint who would sacrifice himself for others. In his heart, Amy was his number one priority.
Meg made 22 servings of braised chicken and rice in two batches. They were all packed in the lunchboxes provided by the system, and carefully placed into two large bags.
"Let's go, Amy," Meg said with a smile as he held a bag in each hand.
"Father, can you wait for me for a moment? I want to change my clothes," Amy said to Meg as she tugged on her beautiful purple dress.
"Alright, go ahead." Meg nodded with a smile. It seemed that she wanted to dress up to see her old friends.
"Mm-hm." Amy nodded before running up the stairs with her short legs. She soon came downstairs and changed her purple dress into a simple light yellow floral dress.
"Are you going to wear this out today?" Meg asked as he looked at Amy with a hint of surprise. He had bought this dress because he thought it would be more convenient for her to wear at home. It was the simplest dress that she had. He had thought that Amy would wear the purple dress with the little flower on the chest. That was her favorite dress.
"Mm-hm. Jessica likes yellow dresses. She'll be very happy to see me wear it." Amy nodded with a serious expression.
"Alright, let's go then." Meg's heart softened. He hadn't seen such a pure and beautiful friendship in a long time.
Meg carried the two large bags, and Amy carried Ugly Duckling in her arms. They locked the door and walked toward the Aden Square. After walking for about 10 minutes, they arrived at a long corridor not far away. A dozen or so children were sitting quietly on chairs, counting their earnings for the day.
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