Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

“That’s the only review you gave Haagen-Dazs ice cream in your past life,” the system replied.

“You forced me to make ice cream for three days just because of that? That’s not even a review!” Mag felt as if he had been played for a fool.

“No, it was only a short sentence, but there’s so much information to be derived from it. You said the ice cream was disgusting, and food is judged on its presentation, aroma, and flavor. As such, your words implied that you were unhappy with one or more of those aspects. As ice cream doesn’t have a strong aroma, it can be deduced that you are displeased with the flavor and presentation or shape of the ice cream. The ice cream that you have made here are based on ideal flavor and shape in your heart.” The system gave a serious reply before asking, “However, there’s still something that I don’t understand. You said that the ice cream was too motherf*cking sweet; what does the sweetness of ice cream have to do with mothers?”

“System, you are far too intelligent for mere mortals like me!” Mag was extremely impressed, and he applauded the system with a reverent expression as he said, ”If you undertake a reading comprehension exam, you’ll definitely get full marks. Back then, even I didn’t think as much as you do now.”

“You’re far too kind. Chinese is an extremely broad and profound language. I’ve done extensive research into it for over half a month, but there are still many things that I don’t understand.” The system gave a modest reply before continuing, “Also, you haven’t answered my question yet; what does it have to do with mothers? Even if the ice cream wasn’t to your taste, surely its mother is innocent? Furthermore, based on biological principles, ice cream does not possess reproductive abilities, so it doesn’t have a mother. As such, that sentence contains flawed logic. Even if you were referring to the probiotic bacteria in the ice cream, the problem there is that they reproduce too quickly, so it would be next to impossible to find the mother of a particular bacterium...”

“System, I suggest you go watch ‘A Chinese Odyssey’.” Mag cut the system off with furrowed brows.

“‘A Chinese Odyssey’? Isn’t that a recreational film? Recreation makes one lose sight of their hopes and dreams; the system doesn’t need that kind of stuff!” The system declined before continuing, “I prefer to watch films with historical and literature value as those would allow me to understand humans and their world. Learning and accumulating knowledge gives me joy! I can recommend some good programs to you, all of which can be found on CCTV, including ‘National Treasure’, ‘A Bite of China’, ‘Super Project’...”

“I’m not telling you to watch it for recreational purposes; I’m simply trying to make you aware that if a person rambles on for too long, they’ll get on other people’s nerves, and they’ll cop a beating.” Mag pursed his lips. The system suddenly went off on a complete tangent, and he was getting very exasperated listening to it.

The system processed that in silence for a while before replying coldly, “Please watch your mouth. If you’re not going to pay, then you’ll be evicted from the test field for the God of Cookery in three minutes.”

“Sounds good to me; I’ll be able to have a good sleep-in then.” Mag shrugged nonchalantly. He looked at the four ice cream cones on the rack beside him, and a smile appeared on his face. He was looking forward to Amy’s reaction to tasting the ice cream.

Light flashed, and Mag’s consciousness returned to his own body. He opened his eyes to check on the sleeping Amy, upon which a smile appeared on his face, and he closed his eyes again.

He slept until he woke up naturally. He looked at his bedside alarm clock, only to find that it was already 7:30. He then got up, planting a kiss on the sleeping Amy’s forehead. She had been attending magic lessons for an entire week, and it appeared that she was very tired.

Mag went downstairs to prepare breakfast for Amy, and he habitually looked outside, upon which he discovered a familiar figure outside his restaurant. He was a little surprised to see them, and he opened the door with a smile as he greeted, “Good morning, Mr. Dicus.”

“Mr. Mag, I’m here on the city lord’s orders. He has agreed to postpone the conference until tonight, and has also accepted the three conditions that you stated. However, we’ll have to talk with the Aden Square management center about the outdoor dining area. I’ve come over quite early today, and they’re not open yet, so I’ll have to give you a reply from them a bit later, and it may not be an affirmative one.” Dicus cut straight to the chase.

“Alright, then I’ll make some preparations for the conference tonight. However, I need to know how many people I will be serving so I can make ample preparations.” Mag was a little surprised that the city lord agreed to his conditions, but he didn’t show it. He maintained his calm expression, and said, “I’ll only be providing food up to a quota of 3,000 gold coins. Any additional food will require extra payment from the city lord’s castle, and the prices will be the same as the ones stipulated on the menu.”

Dicus smiled, and replied, “There will be a total of 10 people attending the conference. It would be best if you could reorganize the tables in your restaurant. If you encounter any issues during that process, the city lord’s castle can send someone to instruct you. As for money, you do not need to worry, the city lord’s castle will definitely pay what’s due.”

“There’s no need to trouble the city lord’s castle; I’m sure I’ll be able to organize the restaurant to a satisfactory standard. If that’s all, then I’ll see you tonight. I have to go cook breakfast for my daughter now.” Mag nodded with a smile. He really enjoyed dealing with straightforward and concise people like Dicus.

“You’re a really good father.” Dicus faltered momentarily before giving a resigned chuckle, and saying, “I’ll leave you to it, then. I also have to buy my son a spring onion bing, but it looks like he’ll only get to eat it for lunch.”

“Alright, see you later.” Mag turned around, and went back to his restaurant. Even though the city lord’s castle hadn’t made any guarantees on his outdoor dining area request, they were far more likely to succeed than if he were to go to the Aden Square management center himself.

As for the conference that was going to be held that night, he was actually quite interested in it. He could take the opportunity to learn about the Norland Continent directly from the mouths of important figures among the dragon and demon races. That was an opportunity that couldn’t be bought with money.

In the kitchen, the new ice cream machine was already sitting in the corner. Mag tested it out for a bit, but didn’t make any ice cream. Instead, he made two-person portion of braised chicken and rice.

“Father, which dress should I wear today? How should I tie up my hair? And can I perform another ‘Spring is Here’ dance before we go?” Amy soon came downstairs with Ugly Duckling in her arms, and she stood at the entrance to the kitchen with a conflicted look on her little face.