Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

“Ding! 50,000 copper coins have been successfully deducted!”

“Ding! Five kilograms of tea leaves have been delivered to the closet on the second floor!”

The system was overjoyed.

“Good.” A smile appeared on Mag’s face, and he shook his head as he said, “Our restaurant has a rule which stipulates that only completed dishes can be sold. If you’d like to purchase ingredients, then you can purchase them through auctions. Perhaps there will be a tea leaf auction in the near future.”

“Auctions?” All of the customers in the restaurant were quite intrigued to hear that. They were all rather curious about the ingredients used by the restaurant.

Just auctioning off ingredients would fetch indeterminate prices, and it would be unknown if people would even purchase the ingredients. After all, for most people, it was much more preferable to eat at Mamy Restaurant rather than purchase ingredients for a higher price than dishes made by Mag. Without learning Mag’s cooking methods, even with the same ingredients, no one would be able to cook good food anyway.

“I see.” Blour quickly identified the crux of the matter. If avid tea lovers were to hear about the quality of these tea leaves, then they would definitely sell for more than 10 times the price in an auction. The restaurant owner was clearly aware of this, and was trying to make greater profits.

“That’s not fair! In an auction, the price would definitely be more than 10 times the cost price! This is fraud!” The system’s furious voice sounded.

“Didn’t I already give you half of 10 times the price? You have to learn to be content with what you have; only then will you be happy in life. If you’re too fixated on numbers, you’ll lose sight of the true meaning of life,” Mag preached in a heartfelt manner. In any case, he had already obtained the tea leaves, and he could decide when he wanted to hold an auction. Once more and more people began to realize just how precious these tea leaves were, he would auction them in limited amounts; that was not a bad money-making tactic.

“Your ice cream is going to melt if you don’t eat it soon.” Mag offered words of caution to Blour before going back into his kitchen.

Blour faltered upon hearing that before looking down, only to discover a drop of green ice cream slowly sliding downward. It was hanging on the edge of the ball, and was about to drip onto the floor at any moment. Blour immediately discarded her gentlewoman facade upon seeing that, and caught the drop of melting ice cream with her mouth.

The sweet refreshing flavor melted in his mouth, and he was involuntarily entranced by the decadent taste. The ice cream was very refreshing, and not bitter in the slightest. Even though he still felt like it was a waste of tea leaves, he had to admit that the ice cream really was extremely delicious.

No matter how high the bids go up in the auction, I must have those tea leaves! Blour made up his mind before immersing herself in her ice cream again.

Looks like Madam Shirley really likes those tea leaves. Next time Boss Mag auctions off some tea leaves, I’ll be sure to buy some for her. She’ll be really pleased with me then, right? Constantine stared at Blour with a lovestruck smile on his face. He felt as if watching Blour eat was more enjoyable than eating himself.

After finishing her blueberry ice cream, Amy made her way over to Blour, and whispered, “Big Sister Shirley, you have to be careful of that man over there. I feel like he wants to do bad things to you.”

Blour looked at an entranced Constantine, and was in full agreement with Amy’s assessment. He nodded, and said, “Don’t worry, I’m super strong!”

“Here’s your Yangzhou fried rice.” Yabemiya placed the second serving of Yangzhou fried rice in front of Blour.

“Thank you.” Blour nodded in response. He looked at the half-eaten ice cream in his hand, then down at the steaming Yangzhou fried rice on the table. It had been many years since he had eaten like this. This restaurant seemed to possess some kind of magic property that caused his willpower to completely crumble. He felt as if he had lost all of his hopes and dreams, and it was quite a crushing feeling, but that sense of depression was assuaged by the delicious food placed in front of him.

This food is too good to miss! Screw portion control! I’m just going to eat to my heart’s content and diet later! Blour set all of his conflicting thoughts aside and immersed himself in the delicious fried rice.

Will the young master be able to approach Young Mistress Sally? In his current state, I’d rather not have him approach her. But then, what would be the point in coming here? Yngwie’s thoughts were very conflicted as he sat within a horse-drawn carriage outside the restaurant.

“Burp~”

Half an hour later, Blour emerged from the restaurant and patted his stomach. He turned to look at the restaurant’s sign, and vowed, “Next time, I’ll definitely curb my appetite!”

“See you next time, Big Sister Shirley. Our restaurant still has a lot of amazing food waiting for you.” Amy’s voice sounded from within the restaurant.

“Don’t try to tempt me! I definitely won’t fall for your tricks.” Blour turned away with a resolute expression, yet he couldn’t help but gulp. This little guy was like the ideal mascot for the restaurant. She only had to stand there and eat something, and everyone’s appetite would suddenly spike.

As Blour got onto the horse-drawn carriage, Yngwie immediately asked, “Young Master, did you meet Young Mistress Sally?”

“She’s pretty good-looking; not as beautiful as I am, but not bad nonetheless.” Blour nodded in response.

After a brief silence, Yngwie prompted, “Anything else?”

“That’s all.” Blour splayed his hands open with an innocent expression.

“That’s all? You were there for almost an hour, and all you were able to verify is that she’s pretty good-looking?” Yngwie felt as if his intelligence were being insulted.

“Yes, isn’t that the key? Think about it, if she’s too ugly, she would be plunged into self-pity if she were to see my actual appearance. She would be madly in love with me, but too scared to approach me. That would make it very difficult for me to complete my mission.” Blour nodded in response.

“I have a feeling you were simply too busy eating and forgot about doing anything else.” Yngwie rolled his eyes.

“Hmm? How did you know?” Blour turned to Yngwie with a hint of surprise on his face before praising, “The food from that restaurant is so good. In particular, their rainbow fried rice and that dessert known as ice cream. Both are the best foods I’ve ever had in my life.”

“Let’s go back.” Yngwie shook his head with a dejected sigh. He was suddenly struck by the feeling that it was a very bad idea to pin his hopes on such an unreliable young master.

“System, state your prices for the music that can be played using the restaurant’s new sound system.” After all of the customers had left, Mag sat down in a chair and brewed himself some tea.