The morning service passed by without any hiccups. Apart from the fact that it was Anna's first time collecting money, she didn't make any mistakes with Yabemiya and Babla's help. Once she got used to it, she should be able to catch up to Sally's efficiency. Furthermore, with the division of labor, there was still room for improvement.
"Thank you for your hard work." Meg smiled as he looked at Shirley, who was slumped on the table without caring about her image after cleaning the entire restaurant. He placed a glass of warm water in front of her gently.
"I didn't expect such a simple task to be so tiring after repeated hundreds of times. This is not something an elf should do." Shirley looked at Meg through the transparent glass with a hint of resentment.
"Uncle Meg has to cook so many delicacies for all the customers alone. That's the most tiring," Anna said as she held the glass of water and shook her head. She looked at Meg with adoration.
"Good girl." Meg patted Anna's head with a smile. This little one's words were so warm that even he had the urge to give her a tip.
"Hehe." Anna smiled obediently like a kitten.
Shirley, who was slumped on the table, suddenly sat up. She looked at Meg warily, and then said with a relaxed expression, "Is it tiring? I don't think so at all. This is a piece of cake for me. "
"Big Sister Shirley is awesome too," Anna said with a smile as she turned to look at Shirley.
"Shouldn't I be awesome?" Shirley said matter-of-factly, but she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes.
"Yes, Shirley's magic is also very powerful. The restaurant is as clean as Aisha's cleaning." Yabemiya agreed wholeheartedly. She looked at Shirley with envy. If only she knew magic, too.
Meg said with a smile, "It's free time from now until 11 pm. You can arrange the time however you want. We'll have lunch around 11 pm. If you want to have lunch, you have to come back earlier."
"Then I'm going to the ice cream shop. Anna, Shirley, do you want to come over and play for a while?" Mia asked Shirley and Anna as she took off her apron.
"I want to learn how to cook with Sister Phyllis and Uncle Meg, so I won't go with Sister Mia." Anna shook her head.
Shirley stood up, shook her head, and said, "I'm going somewhere. I'm not going either."
After everyone left, Meg began to instruct Phyllis and Anna.
Phyllis continued to learn how to make beef kebabs. After a few days of practice, her beef kebabs were starting to look good, but they were still far from perfect.
However, when it came to mixing sauces, she was extremely talented. She could perfectly mix all three flavors of sauces. In terms of control, she was indeed very talented.
Anna, on the other hand, continued with the unfinished lessons. The little girl did not have any experience in cooking, so Meg asked her to start with knife skills. After she had a solid foundation in knife skills, she could start with other skills.
"Ding! Congratulations, Host. As you have taken in two disciples, you have triggered the 'Good Teacher' badge and obtained a chance to 'teach a disciple.' After using it, the other party will enter the test field for the God of Cookery in their sleep and obtain a trial opportunity. "
At this moment, the system's voice suddenly sounded.
"Hmm?" Meg raised his eyebrows. Looking at the shiny badge in his mind, he said in surprise, "System, what the hell is this' Good Teacher '? If other people also enter the test field, won't you be exposed? "
"Don't worry, Host. If the Host does not take the initiative to mention it, no one will know about the existence of the test field for the God of Cookery. The person who is taught enters the test field for the God of Cookery, and when they wake up, they will only think that it is a dream," the system replied.
"That's good." Meg looked at Phyllis, who was putting aside the slightly charred beef kebab and putting another kebab on the grill, and said, "Then I'll give this chance to Phyllis. With her current progress, she should be able to completely learn how to make beef kebab after entering the test field for the God of Cookery once."
A golden light flew out from the badge and entered Phyllis's forehead.
"Teaching successful," the system's voice sounded.
Meg saw that Phyllis and Anna did not seem to notice the golden light, so he was relieved. Then, he asked curiously, "System, what's the use of this badge?"
"As the God of Cookery, conquering the world with Chinese cuisine is not the end. Let Chinese cuisine take root and truly change the eating habits of the world, let more people fall in love with cooking and love life. This is the true meaning. The badge is a reward for the Host's contribution to promoting food culture. After the Host triggers three badges, the Host will receive a special reward, "the system replied.
"There's such a good thing? Then what should I do to trigger more badges? "Meg's eyes lit up. He liked business with rewards the most.
"The Host only needs to do his best to promote Chinese cuisine. The rest is up to fate."
"That's as good as not saying anything!" Meg rolled his eyes.
After ending the conversation with the system, Meg also had some new ideas in his mind. As the system said, if he was the only one in the world who could cook Chinese cuisine, although diners would flock to him like a flock of ducks, after a hundred years, there would no longer be Peking Duck and La Zhi Roujiamo in this world.
How lonely that would be.
Meg sighed silently. The feeling of being able to decide the height of food culture in the world was really cool.
As for the matter of opening the menu, he was not stupid. How could he do such a stupid thing when he had not earned enough money?
Meg was in a good mood. He made himself a cup of tea and leisurely oversaw the work on the side.
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
Mag opened the door with a teacup in his hand. Scheer, who was wearing a red windbreaker, was standing at the door with a balding middle-aged man who was wearing a pair of thick spectacles with a black briefcase under his armpit. He was wearing a pair of thick, large-framed glasses.
"Mr. Meg, there's something I want to talk to you about. I wonder if you have time now?" Hill looked at Meg and said with a smile.
Meg's eyes stayed on the windbreaker on Hill for a while. Wasn't this the windbreaker he gave to Gloria? It seemed that Gloria had already started selling it. The style was very proper and the workmanship was very fine. When worn on Hill, it looked very neat and added a bit of momentum.
"Of course, please come in." Meg stood aside with a smile and nodded slightly to the balding middle-aged man.
Hill entered the restaurant and glanced at Phyllis and Anna in the kitchen. He then pointed to the man beside him and said, "Let me introduce you. This is Bourell, the chief engineer in charge of the steam locomotive project."
"Hello, Mr. Meg. It's a pleasure to meet you. You are an admirable genius designer." Bourell stepped forward and shook Meg's hands with both hands. His eyes were full of admiration.
"It's a pleasure to meet you too. Please sit down." Meg smiled and nodded. This uncle looked a bit like his university tutor. It was quite amiable.
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