Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

Michael looked at Mag's clear eyes, pondered for a while, and said, "Recently, the City Lord's Mansion has tightened its finances, and you can only take out 250 copper coins for a picture at most. Boss Mai, see if you can accommodate me."

"Then it's settled." Mag nodded.

"Ah hello!!! Host, I haven't agreed yet! 250 copper coins? Isn't it 500 copper coins? Why is it half less??? It's not your money, you don't feel bad at all!!!" The system roared in the microphone rang in Greg's mind.

"System, I'm taking out part-time jobs for you. Have you ever seen a boss who is so generous and doesn't make a penny to find part-time jobs for employees? Moreover, the money is earned in batches. You turn on the printer, blah blah blah. Print photos outside, and the money will be in your pocket, which is not much easier than farming." Mag said calmly.

"If you say that...it seems to be the truth?" The system murmured.

"Don't be too moved, I will introduce you to such a good thing in the future." Mag said with a smile.

"Boss Mai, I don't know how to thank you for your contribution to the city of chaos." Michael looked at Mag with some emotion. For a top chef like Mag, making a Yangzhou fried rice casually The money earned far exceeds that of painting a portrait, and obviously takes much less time.

"Why don't the city lords also apply for a membership card with me?" Mag smiled and took out a small notebook and a gold card.

After successfully selling a membership card and gaining a tenth-level knight member, McGonagall sent Michael away with a smile, and lay back on the deck chair, basking in the sun comfortably.

Originally, Michael planned to send those children to Mamy's restaurant one by one, and let Mag ask for the required information one by one and then paint, but this proposal was rejected by McGonagall.

Mag asked the system to print a stack of questionnaires, listing all the questions that need to be asked on it, and the staff of the City Lord's Mansion will conduct the inquiry, and collect a hair of the person who was questioned, and then hand it over to the Mami restaurant. Then the system can produce the map independently, saving him a lot of trouble.

Of course, another reason is that Mag is not willing to face those children again. He has no way to do more for them, but seeing them, he can't help but want to do something.

It has been a few days since the VIP membership was launched. In Mag's notebook, there are already 6 tenth-level powerhouses, 24 nine-level powerhouses, 62 eighth-level powerhouses, and 120 seven-level powerhouses.

Although it was just an almost non-binding promise, such a large number of strong players was enough for Mamy's Restaurant to gain a firm foothold on the Nolan Continent.

"Ding! The host's consumption points have reached 336.52 million, and the host can directly upgrade the restaurant from lv4 to lv7! After this upgrade, the restaurant's defense level will reach level 7, and it will receive additional air defense Missiles can hit level 7 flying targets! In addition, the host will also get a chance to renovate the restaurant for free, including opening the second-floor space, setting up independent boxes, etc." The voice of the system suddenly sounded.

"Is there such a good thing?" McGonagall was slightly taken aback. The sudden benefits of the system really made him feel a little pleasantly surprised.

There is indeed a disconnect between the improvement of the restaurant's level and his strength, but two days ago, he spent 300 million to buy physical fitness points, and he successfully collected a wave of consumption points, which can raise the restaurant's defense level to level seven, which is not a waste.

"System, which company did you copy your air defense missiles from? Patriot or Red Flag?" McGonagall asked with great interest.

"Nonsense! Can this weapon-making thing be called copying? I am learning from it! The most powerful anti-aircraft missile on the surface has been developed by integrating the strengths of hundreds of schools. It can explode a terrifying power in a very small space, thus reaching The effect of killing the opponent." The system said seriously.

"A level can kill a level 7 target, what about the level and the level? Have you figured it out yet?" Mag continued to ask with undiminished interest.

"Buddha said, don't say it." The system replied calmly, no more words.

Mag raised his eyebrows, so he didn't ask any more questions. As for the opportunity to upgrade and renovate, Mag thought about it for a while, and chose not to use it for the time being. The restaurant has only been remodeled recently, and frequent remodeling seems a bit exaggerated and does not meet the requirements. his style.

And if more boxes are added, more waiters will be needed, and some service procedures will have to be changed, which he doesn't want to see.

"Boss, I brought Miss Elizabeth here. She wants to be a waiter in our restaurant." Mag was about to fall asleep with her eyes closed, and Yabei Mia's voice rang in her ears.

Mag opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to block the sun, and then saw Elizabeth standing beside Yabei Mia.

Her complexion has basically returned to normal, but the breath in her body is still a little disordered, obviously it will take some time to fully recover.

Thinking of the skirt that was cut off by him that day, a strange color flashed in Mag's eyes. Although his purpose was indeed pure, when he saw Elizabeth again, he felt a little weird in his heart, feeling like he had done something shameful .

"Could it be because he's been too pure lately?" Mag raised his eyebrows. He's not a pure little milk dog, but he felt uneasy because he cut a skirt. It's not that he didn't have no pure things back then... did.

Of course, what surprised him even more was that Elizabeth was willing to work as a waiter at Mamy's Restaurant? A proud eighth-level dragon?

This was indeed somewhat beyond his expectations, and at the same time, he was impressed by Yabei Mia's ability to fool.

Elizabeth looked at Mag calmly, her eyes gave her an inexplicably familiar feeling.

When I saw him for the first time, it was at the gate of the city of chaos, because Amy noticed this human being whom she regarded as an ant. I didn't expect him to be able to make so many mouth-watering delicacies.

But looking at him now, she felt a little different. Although he was still just an ordinary human being, she had a feeling that she couldn't ignore.

And this look, I always feel that I have seen it somewhere, not like when I was in a restaurant.

"Hello, Miss Elizabeth." McGonagall stood up, smiled and extended her right hand to Elizabeth.

Elizabeth looked at Mag's hand, hesitated for a while, stretched out a finger to touch it, then quickly retracted it, nodded slightly and said, "Hello."

Mag glanced at his hand, this was the first time he had experienced such a handshake, but he didn't get entangled in this matter, withdrew his hand, smiled and said: "I'm very glad that you are willing to work at Mamy's restaurant, but before that , I need to conduct some simple tests on you."

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