Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

Chapter 2001: Imaginary Replicator!

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Supper was great, if one was not afraid of getting fat.

Mag placed the plates and bowls in the dishwasher. The dishwasher would convey the dishes back to the dishes’ cabinet after they were cleaned.

Mag came out from the kitchen. He looked at Amy, who was resting on Ugly Duckling’s little tummy, and smilingly asked, “Are you satisfied?”

“Yes. Father’s crayfish and grilled fish are really delish.” Amy nodded. She quickly looked up with a serious expression, and said, “But, don’t forget us when you guys eat supper in the future.”

“Alright, we will definitely call you next time.” Mag nodded with a smile.

The children went upstairs to sleep. Mag lay on the bed alone after washing up, and clicked open the two glowing experience bags in his mind.

The experience and information related to the drunkard peanuts and pig ears salad came surging in immediately.

Mag only pushed open the door to the test field for the God of Cookery after closing his eyes, and digesting the information for a while.

Peanuts were one of the best foods to go with alcohol, and were rumored to have the special effect of relieving hangover.

For example, “He wouldn’t have been so drunk if he had eaten more peanuts.” ????????nr????????????. ????????????

All that showed the peanuts’ unshakable status in the drunkards’ world.

And that drunkard peanuts were the best among peanuts, as if having been custom-made for drunkards. They cemented their status among the dishes to go along with alcoholic drinks.

The spicy and crunchy drunkard peanuts were perfect whether eaten with the cold and icy beer or the fragrant and mellow Maotai.

Furthermore, the frying method of the drunkard peanuts was very simple; at least the current Mag found it very easy to learn the dish.

Meanwhile, the pig ears salad was equally easy to learn after he had the experience of making the sliced beef and ox tongue in chili sauce.

Every part of the pig was a treasure. Apart from the soft and crunchy pig ears, the pig’s nose and tongue were also excellent ingredients for a salad. If he made the preserved tongue just like preserved meats by letting it air-dry naturally for some time before cooking it simply, and making it into a salad, it would be even more tasty.

The usual drunkard peanuts were made by soaking the peanuts in cold water, and removing the skin before deep-drying them. Some of the deep-frying oil would be kept; chili and Sichuan pepper would be added in to be stir-fried, and they could be served.

Meanwhile, the master’s drunkard peanuts would be soaked in the mala spicy marinate for two hours, and the skin would be removed and the peanuts frozen for 12 hours before being deep-fried to golden brown. Keeping some of the deep-frying oil, the dried chili and the Sichuan pepper would be added in and stir-fried. Then, the fried peanuts would be tossed in to be stir-fried too. After turning off the fire, white sugar, salt, and pepper would be added in and quickly stirred.

The drunkard peanuts made according to this method would be spicy and crunchy with a hint of sweetness. It was perfect as a dish to eat while drinking alcohol.

“One helping of ugly-looking drunkard peanuts. Fail!

“One helping of charred drunkard peanuts. Fail!

“One helping of too spicy drunkard peanuts. Fail…”

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Mag looked at the almost perfect-looking drunkard peanuts that were still struck out by the system, and helplessly said, “Alright. I decided to take back my previous words. This is indeed a very difficult dish.”

The God of Cookery was after 100% of perfection. Even the slightest mistake couldn’t be tolerated.

That night, Mag was tortured in the test field for the God of Cookery by the peanuts and pig ears.

As a very talented candidate for the God of Cookery, Mag succeeded eventually.

Meanwhile, he used the leftover time to successfully create his own pig tongue salad.

“One helping of almost perfect pig tongue salad!

“Congratulations to the Host for creating your first dish without a recipe. You unlocked a new achievement: Imaginary Replicator!

“Additional reward: three chances to use the test field for the God of Cookery! Power of faith +10,000!

“Please continue to work hard to replicate and create even more scrumptious food!” the system said, and bouquets of flowers even appeared in the test field for the God of Cookery.

“There are rewards for that?” Mag was slightly taken aback. This pig tongue salad was based on his previous life’s memory, his experience gained from the pig ears salad and the sliced beef and ox tongue in chili sauce, and his own slight alteration. It was also achieved after countless failures.

As for the name “Imaginary Replicator,” it was a little… exaggerated.

No matter what, he had created a dish by himself step by step without relying on the recipe provided by the system, and this sense of achievement had indeed made Mag very satisfied.

“Seems like Saipan Tavern will have three dishes to go with the drinks.” Mag nodded in satisfaction before exiting from the test field for the God of Cookery.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw four heads hovering around him.

“Father, you overslept today,” Amy smilingly said.

“I’m hungry.” Irina was also smiling. Breakfast was usually ready when they woke up, so they couldn’t get used to it today.

Meanwhile, Annie gave Mag a sweet smile, and used sign language to say good morning to Mag.

“Meow?” Ugly Duckling rolled next to Mag, and leaned its head on Mag’s arm. It placed its little paw on Mag’s chest, as if it was going to sleep in with Mag.

“Did I forget to set the alarm clock?” Mag turned to look at the alarm clock on the bedside table. He didn’t expect that it was already nine in the morning. He couldn’t help exclaiming, “It’s already so late?!”

Although the time in the test field for the God of Cookery was set to move slower, after learning two dishes and coming out with the pig tongue salad, he had indeed spent quite a lot of time there. It was already nine o’clock when he woke up.

However, it felt great to be surrounded by the people he loved when he woke up in the morning.

Mag shifted Ugly Duckling’s head aside, got up, and smilingly asked, “Alright, I’ll get up to make breakfast for you. What would you like to have?” Google seaʀᴄh ɴovᴇl_Firᴇ.ɴet

“Mother said she was going to bring us shopping today, so we’ll just have the simple Yangzhou fried rice.” Amy had already changed into a pretty dress, and was already carrying her down jacket.

“Alright. Please wait a while. It will be ready soon.” Mag quickly washed up and went downstairs. Very soon, five helpings of Yangzhou fried rice were served.

Ugly Duckling came downstairs on its own after it smelled the aroma. Its appetite had been growing exponentially recently. It had to eat a whole helping of Yangzhou fried rice to feel full.

Until now, Mag still hadn’t found out what species of magic beast this fat orange that could fly was. He still hadn’t discovered its combat power, but it was getting increasingly good at acting cute.

When they were eating, Mag looked down at Ugly Duckling, which was munching on the fried rice, and asked, “On, yes. Do we disguise Ugly Duckling too?”

The roly-poly fat orange cat was too recognizable. After Saipan Tavern got famous, others could easily discover the abnormality.

“It’s indeed necessary.” Irina flicked a glance at Ugly Duckling and nodded.

“Then, turn it into a swan.” Amy swallowed her saliva.

“Meow, meow???” Ugly Duckling looked up at Amy, and the fried rice was no longer delicious to it.

“It’s a little difficult to turn it into a swan. How about a panda? It looks like this.” Mag picked the tablet at the side, and searched for a panda cub’s picture.

“Wow. This panda is so cute! I really want to have it.” Amy’s and Annie’s gaze were attracted by the cute little panda cub in the picture.

“What magic beast is this? Why have I never seen it before?” Irina was also rather curious.