"Ah? It's nothing. This system just applies fertilizer and sprinkles some non-toxic and pollution-free pesticides."
The system's voice sounded in Mag's mind.
Mag raised his eyebrows and asked with some scrutiny: "Didn't you say that your ingredients are all natural? Why are they made from fertilizers and pesticides? This makes me doubt whether your ingredients really meet the supply standards and are worthy of it. That’s the price.”
"While this system is fertilizing, it also saved your wife. Even if you don't thank me for coming, you still come to question the safety of my ingredients. It's simply unreasonable!" A line of small words smaller than an ant floated by, and the system was righteous. He said: "Host, please don't question the professionalism of this system in farming. No one is more professional than me in this matter, including Grandpa Yuan Longping!"
"By the way... aren't you from the food system?" Mag said with a somewhat complicated expression.
"ha?!!"
"This system means that even if it is just a side job, this system can still be the best! The most professional! The top ingredient supplier! Of course I am a chef system..."
"But about growing vegetables..."
"Okay, you can shut up. I'm not interested in farming." Mag directly interrupted the system and asked: "System, do you have any way for me to level up quickly? For example, fight What’s weird?”
"This system is not interested in upgrading and killing monsters." came the somewhat arrogant voice of the system.
Mag: "..."
"How can I quickly upgrade the system by farming?" Mag's eyelids twitched and he asked, resisting the urge to complain.
"Farming is farming, and it has nothing to do with upgrading." The system replied flatly.
Mag: "MMP!"
"Host, please pay attention to your quality." The system reminded.
"Go away!" Mag rolled his eyes, opened his eyes and ignored the dog system. He looked at Amy who had fallen asleep holding the ugly duckling, kissed her devil gently, and then walked out quietly and got on the bed. On the balcony, take out the long sword and start practicing sword practice.
The trip to Luodu and the Wind Forest made Mag more and more aware of the importance of strength. In the face of absolute strength, even if he had the system, he could not do anything.
Although Ah Zi is very strong, it is obviously unrealistic to only rely on Ah Zi when facing a truly powerful tenth level expert.
Whether it was the mage tower or the guys from the elves who imprisoned Irina, they were obviously not enemies that Azi could deal with.
He must become stronger and regain Alex's peak strength so that he can survive the troubled times he may face next.
Of course, it's not enough for him to be strong alone, he needs some helpers.
There was a plan taking shape in his mind, but he was not yet sure whether it could be successfully implemented.
The black heavy sword swung out silently in the darkness, as flexible as a snake and as fast as lightning.
After negotiations between Mag and the system, a silent and anti-peeping shield was added to the balcony. Although it cost Mag a lot of gold coins, it was very important for Mag to have a safe martial arts arena now.
An hour later, Mag, who was covered in sweat, stopped, put away the long sword, went downstairs to rinse briefly, and then lay down on the bed to prepare for sleep.
"Reminder! The gourmet food ranking event will start with the door-to-door tasting session of the reviewers starting tomorrow. Please pay attention to the time."
Just when Mag was about to fall asleep, the sound of the system sounded.
Mag opened his eyes all of a sudden, frowned and said to himself: "It seems that the fish-flavored eggplant will be released tomorrow. The taste is still a little worse than what I had that time, and I haven't found anyone to try it yet, but the problem is It shouldn’t be big, right?”
…
The next day, Mag got up early in the morning and made several portions of fish-flavored eggplant in the kitchen. After trying them one by one, he decided on the final version.
Although the taste was more delicious than most of the fish-flavored eggplants he had eaten in his previous life, it still tasted a little worse than the fish-flavored eggplants from the fly restaurant in his memory.
There should be no problem with the recipe. Mag can only assume that the taste of the fish-flavored eggplant has become more delicious with time and memory, and there is currently no way to improve it.
"Fish-flavored eggplant... I hope you can also shine in another world. It's up to you whether I want to dress up as a woman and dance to the Pure Land." Mag poured all the prepared fish-flavored eggplants into the kitchen waste bin. Then I was going to go to the morning market to buy eggplants.
"Dong dong."
There was a knock on the door.
"Is Phyllis here so early?" Mag untied his apron and hung it aside. He walked towards the door with some surprise. He got up an hour early today, which would be too early for the time he agreed to give Phyllis. , she shouldn’t come over so early, right?
"Fei..." Mag's voice suddenly stopped as soon as he opened the door. He looked at the two people standing at the door of the restaurant holding hands, two elves to be precise, and asked with a slightly weird expression: "Boo... Sheryl Miss, Anna, are you okay with coming here so early?"
The person coming was not Phyllis, but Bloor, who was holding Anna's little hand, or rather Sheryl, because he was dressed in women's clothing and was now a crossdresser with an astonishing appearance.
This is probably the most beautiful cross-dresser Mag has ever seen. No matter from which angle you look at it, there is no flaw at all, let alone any symbol of masculinity. No matter how you look at it, this is a very natural and beautiful woman, including Those rather impressive breasts.
Mag wasn't sure what he stuffed inside, but coconut shells and steamed buns shouldn't be able to reach such a plump and rounded level, but when it comes to silicone, it seems to be too advanced. The silicone in this world shouldn't be because of one person. Were the cross-dressing men invented to make themselves more natural?
Of course, none of this is important. What is important is that Mag wants to know what Bloor is doing with Anna this morning? Could it be that because Sally left, he had to leave too?
"Good morning, Uncle Mag." Anna looked at Mag and said hello with a smile.
Bloor looked at Mag and said reluctantly: "I'm here to take over for her. She should have told you in advance."
The voice was a nice female voice, soft but not charming, which fit his current temperament very well.
"Ah?" Mag was stunned for a moment, feeling as if he heard something wrong, and asked hesitantly: "Who did you say you were here to take over?"
"Is there a second person who needs to take over?" Bloor raised his eyebrows and looked at Mag and asked.
Mag's eyes suddenly widened, and she looked at Bloor with a strange expression and said, "Aisha asked you to come, right? Let you take over her job?!"
"Being a waiter is not what this girl wants to do, but she will do great things. Please do the things she asks me to do for her, otherwise I will have trouble with my conscience." Bloor nodded and sighed. He took a breath and said with a sad face: "With my beauty, I am the most beautiful scenery wherever I stand. Being reduced to the level of a waiter is a waste of my beauty and youth."
Mag: "..."
Anna: "..."
Mag resisted the urge to complain and looked at Sheryl again. Unexpectedly, Sally had found a successor for her before leaving. She was indeed a good girl who liked to think about others.
In terms of appearance, regardless of the fact that she is a cross-dresser, Sheryl is indeed the kind of stunning beauty who is perfect for being a waitress.
However, good looks alone are not enough. With the current intensity of work in the restaurant, without the ability to match it, it is just a vase in the restaurant, which is not what Mag needs.
"Mr. Mag, I know I am beautiful, but I am really not interested in men." Bloor said calmly while looking at Mag.
"I'm not interested in women's clothing men either." Mag complained silently in her heart. She also found that her eyes were a bit awkward when she was thinking. She moved her eyes away from the fake breasts, looked at Bloor and smiled: " I am very grateful to Miss Sherrill for being asked by Aisha to come to the restaurant, but if you want to join Maimi's Restaurant, I still need to give you a little test to make sure that you are indeed qualified for the job."
"Huh? With my beauty, do I still need to be tested? This is a bit unreasonable." Bloor looked at Mag and said in surprise.
"Although beauty can be eaten, the current Maimi restaurant still needs a highly capable waiter." Mag said with a smile. The degree of narcissism of this guy is really... it makes people speechless!
"What I hate most is that people say that I am only beautiful. If you need to test anything, just take the postgraduate entrance examination." Bloor looked at Mag, with a bit of fighting spirit in his eyes.
"Please come in." Mag pushed the door aside and let Bloor and Anna in.
After closing the door, Mag went into the kitchen and took out several dishes of different shapes, placed them randomly on the table, then directly poured a spoonful of oil on the dishes and the table, and looked at Bloor standing aside. : "Please Miss Sherrill put away these dishes in the shortest possible time and clear the table at the same time."
"Although I hate getting oil on my delicate hands, if it's just like this, it would be too simple for me." Bloor looked at the mess on the table and said with a relaxed expression, moving forward two steps. With one step, he waved his hand lightly, and all the messy dishes on the table were stacked together in order from small to large and fell on the tray aside. A turquoise light swept across the table, and all the oil stains seemed to have met their nemesis. It melted instantly, and a wave of water flowed across the table, and the oily tabletop instantly took on a new look.
"Is this added with plant detergent?" Mag's fingers lightly crossed the table, not feeling any oil stains. There was also a faint plant fragrance in the air. The level of cleaning was very satisfactory.
"In addition, I also need to test your arithmetic ability." Mag looked at Bloor and said: "The price of a meat bun is 300 copper coins, the price of a bowl of tofu is 200 copper coins, and the price of a bowl of yellow rice cake is 200 copper coins. The price of braised chicken rice is 800 copper coins. Xiao Ming ate two bowls of braised chicken rice and three meat buns, and then ate a bowl of tofu. Finally, he took away a portion of braised chicken rice and a meat bun. Momo, may I ask, how many gold coins should Xiao Ming pay?"
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