"Huh? It's nothing. I just went to apply fertilizer and sprinkled some non-toxic pesticides. "
The system's voice sounded in Meg's mind.
Meg raised an eyebrow and scrutinized it. "Didn't you say that your ingredients are all natural? Why are you using fertilizer and pesticides? This makes me wonder if your ingredients really meet the supply standards and are worth the price.
"I saved your wife while applying fertilizer. You're not thanking me, but you're actually questioning the safety of my ingredients. You're simply unreasonable!" A line of words smaller than an ant floated past, and the system said righteously, "Host, please don't question my professionalism in farming. No one is more professional than me in this matter, including Grandpa Yuan Longping!"
"By the way … aren't you a gourmet system?" Meg asked with a complicated expression.
"Huh?!!"
"I'm saying that even if it's just a side job, I can still do it to the best of my ability! The most professional! The best supplier of ingredients! Of course I'm a God of Cookery system … "
"But when it comes to planting vegetables …"
"Alright, you can shut up now. I'm not interested in farming." Mag cut off the system's words, and asked, "System, do you have any methods that can allow me to level up quickly? Like fighting monsters or something? "
"I'm not interested in leveling up or fighting monsters, either," the system said proudly.
Meg: "…"
Meg's eyelids twitched as he resisted the urge to complain, and he asked, "Then system, how can I level up quickly through farming?"
"Farming is farming. It has nothing to do with leveling up," the system replied calmly.
Meg: "Motherf * cker!"
"Host, please mind your manners," the system reminded.
"Piss off!" Meg rolled his eyes and ignored the system. He looked at Amy, who had fallen asleep with Ugly Duckling in her arms, and kissed her demon gently. Then, he tiptoed out of the room and went to the balcony. He took out his longsword and began to practice swordsmanship.
The trip to Rodu and The Wind Forest made Meg realize the importance of power. In the face of absolute power, even the system couldn't do anything.
Although Ah Zi was very strong, it was obviously unrealistic to rely only on Ah Zi when facing a truly powerful Level 10 expert.
Whether it was the Wizard Tower or the elves who had imprisoned Irina, they were not enemies that Zi could deal with.
He had to become stronger and return to Alex's peak strength. Only then would he be able to survive the upcoming chaotic times.
Of course, it was not enough for him to be strong alone. He needed some helpers.
A plan had already formed in his mind, but he wasn't sure if it could really be carried out successfully.
The black heavy sword slashed out noiselessly in the darkness. It was as nimble as a spirit snake and as fast as lightning.
After negotiating with the system, Meg added a silencing and anti-peeping barrier to the balcony. Although it cost Meg a lot of gold coins, it was very important for Meg to have a safe training ground now.
An hour later, Meg, who was covered in sweat, stopped practicing. He put away his longsword and went downstairs to take a quick shower. Then, he lay down on the bed and got ready to sleep.
"Reminder! The Delicious Cuisine Competition will start from tomorrow onwards. Host, please pay attention to the time. "
Just as Meg was about to fall asleep, the system's voice sounded.
Meg opened his eyes immediately. He frowned and muttered to himself, "Looks like the eggplant with garlic sauce will be released tomorrow. The taste is still a little worse than the one I had last time. I haven't gotten anyone to try it yet, but it shouldn't be a big problem, right?"
…
The next day, Meg woke up early in the morning. He made several servings of eggplant with garlic sauce in the kitchen. After tasting them one by one, he confirmed the final version.
Although it was more delicious than most of the eggplant with garlic sauce he had eaten in his previous life, it was still a little worse than the eggplant with garlic sauce he had eaten in that tiny restaurant in his memory.
There should be no problem with the recipe. Meg could only assume that the eggplant with garlic sauce had become more delicious because of time and memory. He couldn't find a way to improve it for the time being.
"Eggplant with garlic sauce … I hope you can shine in this different world. It's up to you whether I should dress up as a girl and dance to the Elysium." Meg threw all the eggplant with garlic sauce he had made into the kitchen waste bin and prepared to go out to the morning market to buy some eggplants.
Knock, knock.
There was a knock on the door.
"Phyllis is here so early?" Meg untied his apron and hung it aside. He made his way to the door with a hint of surprise on his face. He had woken up an hour early today, so there was still some time before the appointment time that he had made with Phyllis.
"Phyllis …" Meg's voice abruptly trailed off as soon as he opened the door. He looked at the two people, or to be more precise, two elves, standing at the entrance of the restaurant. A peculiar expression appeared on his face as he asked, "Miss … Miss Shirley, Anna, why are you here so early?"
The person who had arrived wasn't Phyllis. Instead, it was Blour, or Shirley, who was holding Anna's hand. He was dressed in female clothing, and he was now an astonishingly beautiful cross-dresser.
He was most likely the most beautiful cross-dresser that Meg had ever seen. No matter how he looked at him, he was completely flawless. No matter how he looked at him, he was a very natural and beautiful woman, including his voluptuous breasts.
Meg wasn't sure what he had stuffed into his breasts, but there was no way that coconut shells and steamed buns could reach such a level of richness. However, silicone seemed to be a little too advanced. Could it be that a cross-dresser had invented silicone in this world to make himself look more natural?
Of course, none of that was important. What was important was that Meg wanted to know why Blour had brought Anna here so early in the morning. Could it be that Sally had left, so he had to leave as well?
"Good morning, Uncle Meg," Anna greeted with a smile as she looked at Meg.
Blour looked at Meg with a reluctant expression, and said, "I'm here to take over her shift. She should've told you in advance, right?"
It was a pleasant female voice that was gentle but not seductive, and it was very suitable for his current disposition.
"Huh?" Meg faltered upon hearing this. He felt as if he had misheard, and hesitated for a moment before asking, "Who did you say you're here to take over her shift?"
"Is there a second person who needs to take over her shift?" Blour raised an eyebrow as he looked at Meg.
Meg's eyes widened upon hearing this. He turned to Blour with a peculiar expression, and asked, "Did Aisha ask you to come here? Did she ask you to take over her shift?! "
"I didn't want to be a waitress, but she's going to do something big, so I have to do a good job for her. Otherwise, I won't be able to live with myself." Blour nodded before heaving a forlorn sigh with a pained expression. "With my beauty, I'm the most beautiful person in the world. It's such a waste of my beauty and youth to be reduced to a waitress."
Meg: "…"
Anna: "…"
Meg repressed the urge to retort as he reappraised Shirley. He didn't think that Sally would find a successor for him before she left. As expected, she really was a considerate girl.
In terms of looks, setting aside the fact that she was a cross-dresser, Shirley was indeed one of those stunningly beautiful women. She was perfect for a waitress role.
However, looks alone weren't enough. With the current workload in the restaurant, if she didn't have the ability to match her looks, then she would only be a vase in the restaurant. That wasn't what Meg needed.
"Mr. Meg, I know I'm very beautiful, but I really have no interest in men." Blour looked at Meg with a calm expression.
I also have no interest in cross-dressers. Meg grumbled internally. At the same time, he discovered that he had indeed lost his composure a little. He averted his gaze from Shirley's fake breasts, and turned to Blour with a smile as he said, "I'm very grateful to Ms. Shirley for coming to the restaurant at Aisha's request. However, if you want to work at Amy's, then I have to conduct some tests on you to ensure that you have the ability to take on this job."
"Hmm? With my beauty, do I still need to undergo a test? That doesn't make sense. "Blour was a little surprised to hear Meg's response.
"Beauty can be used to make a living, but Amy's still needs a very capable waitress," Meg said with a smile. This guy's narcissism was truly … speechless!
"I hate it when people say that I only have beauty. You can test me to whatever extent you want." Blour looked at Meg with a hint of fighting spirit in his eyes.
"Please come in." Meg pushed the door open to allow Blour and Anna in.
After closing the door, Mag went into the kitchen and brought out a few bowls and plates of different shapes. He placed them on the table casually before pouring a spoonful of oil onto the bowls, plates, and table. He turned to Blour, and said, "Young Mistress Shirley, please clean up these bowls and plates as well as the table in the shortest time possible."
"I really hate oil stains on my delicate hands, but if that's all, then it's too easy for me." Blour looked at the mess on the table with a nonchalant expression. He took two steps forward, and waved a hand through the air, upon which all of the bowls and plates on the table fell onto a tray. A green light swept over the surface of the table, and all of the oil stains instantly melted away as if they had encountered their nemesis. A wave of water flowed over the table, and the greasy surface of the table was instantly rejuvenated.
"Did you add a plant cleaner to this?" Meg gently ran his finger over the surface of the table, and couldn't detect any oil stains. There was also a faint fragrance of plants wafting through the air, and he was very pleased with the cleanliness level.
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