"Sir, based on my tracking in the past two days, Miss Sally should have become a waiter in that restaurant. She is still living in this hotel and working two jobs." In the alley outside the Geya Hotel , a young elf wrapped in a black robe said softly.
"Yes." Yingwei looked in the direction of Geya Hotel, nodded slightly, his eyes were a little deep, and after a moment of silence, he said again: "Have the backgrounds of the restaurant and hotel been investigated clearly?"
"The hotel is run by a woman and has been open for more than ten years. Her husband disappeared during a mercenary mission ten years ago and should have died. The restaurant has just opened less than a month ago. The information that can be found Very rarely, the boss is a human, and there is a half-dragon waitress in the restaurant. But he has a half-elf daughter, and has been accepted as an apprentice by two great magicians. He seems to be very talented in magic." The young elf responded road.
"A highly talented half-elf?" Yingwei raised his eyebrows, turned to look at the young elf and asked, "Which two great magicians took him as his apprentice?"
"The God of Fire Crassus and the Lord of Frost Julian." The half-elf quickly replied.
"This... how is this possible!" Yingwei's eyes widened. As a seventh-level magician, although he is hundreds of years older than Crassus and Julian, in the world of magicians, these are two peaks.
The war between ice and fire has lasted for nearly a hundred years, and the outcome has not yet been decided. Now they have the same apprentice!
I remember that the last person they begged to take on as a disciple was Princess Irina. She reached the top tenth level of magician at the age of twenty-six, which fully proved the vision of Crassus and Julian. Now, they are rushing to take her as their disciple. The apprentice, even the little half-elf girl who did not hesitate to take him as an apprentice, what kind of terrifying magical talent must he have?
"Where is the restaurant?" Ingwe asked.
"It's the restaurant in the corner at the far west end of Aden Square." This was the first time the elf saw such an expression on Master Yingwei's face, and he said quickly.
"You continue to keep an eye on Miss Sally and protect her safety, but don't let her discover your presence. If you are discovered, run away immediately and don't have any entanglement with her." Yingwei's expression returned to calmness and became a little serious. said.
"Yes!" The elf nodded quickly, and drew a circle with a magic wand under his black robe. A green light rose from his body, and he disappeared into place, completely hiding his figure.
"The third young master has already gotten up. He should be there in a few days..." Yingwei glanced in the direction of the hotel again, turned and left.
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A man with good cooking skills can conquer a woman's stomach. Mag agrees with this.
But to say that a chef can conquer the world with delicious food, Mag thinks this is a bit ridiculous.
"System, have you lowered the IQ level of this world?" Mag tried to ask.
"This system does not have such authority. Even Heavenly Dao cannot do this casually. Lowering IQ is an irreversible behavior. Once the IQ level of the entire world is lowered, those people with low IQ may directly become After being mentally retarded and the overall world IQ is out of balance, the world structure will collapse because it cannot continue to maintain various operations..." the system answered seriously.
"Since you didn't tone it down, why did you set such a completely illogical goal for me?" Mag curled her lips and said, "Perhaps you can conquer the stomach of this world instead."
"Food is the most important thing for the people. Host, if you can conquer the stomach of this world, theoretically speaking, you are their destiny!" The voice of the system is still passionate.
"System... Are you afraid that you have read a pirated idiom dictionary? The 'food' here refers to food to satisfy one's hunger, not delicious food. After a hundred years of peaceful development in Nolan Continent, people who are hungry no longer have enough to eat. It’s too much, and they can’t afford the restaurant’s food.” Mag couldn’t help but laugh.
"Even so, as a candidate for the God of Cooking, without lofty ideals and ambitions, how can you go further on the road of the God of Cooking! So, young man, conquer the stomach of this world!" The system failed to misinterpret the idiom, and still couldn't Be willing to give up deception.
"I've been away for half my life, and I'm an uncle when I come back. I'm not young anymore, so don't pretend to be a teenager." Mag curled her lips and locked the door of the restaurant. However, after being fooled by the system, her calm heart really started to stir. After a few waves, it is a bit difficult to conquer the world, but conquering the stomach of this world seems to be an interesting thing indeed.
Dragons go crazy for delicious food, elves fall in love with skewers, demons line up to eat meat buns, and more interesting guests come to visit and are conquered by delicious food. It is an interesting thing to think about.
"Haagen-Dazs ice cream set...Have I ever complained about this? I don't think I remember it?" Mag went into the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water. He frowned and thought for a while. He really couldn't remember whether he complained about it. However, I don’t know what requirements the system will give at that time.
"Is anyone there?" Just when Mag was about to go upstairs to take a nap, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"The restaurant is closed today and will be closed for the rest of the day." Mag said directly, not planning to open the door.
"Boss Mai, right? I am Haider, the deputy dean of the Mechanical College of Chaos Academy. I'm not here to eat. I have something to ask you." The voice outside the door said quickly.
"Dean Haider, what can I do for you?" Mag opened the door with a water glass in one hand and asked Haider in surprise as he looked at the half-bald Haider with a black briefcase under his arm.
Mag has a good memory, so he naturally still remembers that when he sent Amy to class two days ago, the deputy dean of the School of Mechanical Engineering, who looked like a research scholar, gathered around his bicycle to study and invited him to the office. We had a chat, but he refused because he wanted to go back to cooking. Unexpectedly, he came to the door today.
"It's like this. When I saw my little friend's bicycle that day, my unconstrained ideas were really amazing. We have been studying something that uses steam as power for these years, but we have encountered a bottleneck. I wonder if we can share it with my little friend. Let’s talk?” Haider looked at Mag and said with a smile.
"Steam engine?" Mag raised his eyebrows and glanced at Haider in surprise. The world is still in the era of manual factories that rely on manpower and animal power, and industrial development is in its infancy.
But if the steam engine is invented and used in daily life, the world will soon set off an industrial revolution and officially enter the steam age.
"Please come in." McGra opened the door and said with a smile. He might be able to witness the arrival of an era, or even promote it.
