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1.48% A Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World / Chapter 37: So, Why Can’t I Start Crowdfunding?

Capítulo 37: So, Why Can’t I Start Crowdfunding?

Editor: Henyee Translations

It was already 1:35 pm when Mag showed the last customer out. In fact, one customer wanted another plate, but Mag turned him down politely. His opening hours were over, and he deserved some rest. Besides, he and Amy still hadn't had a bite.

"Father, we sold 24 plates at noon, and we have made 10 dragon coins and 44 gold coins. We have a lot of coins!" Amy clapped her little hands cheerfully as she looked at Mag, her eyes shining.

"24 plates?" Mag was also a little surprised. To be sure, he cooked for a whole noon, but he hadn't expected to sell this many.

He was very glad that more customers had come at noon, and they would probably come for dinner. If they recommended this place to others like Mobai had done, perhaps even more would come in the evening.

Mag calculated that if this kept up, he could make 3,000 gold coins in less than ten days. Thus he stopped worrying about getting back to the disabled shape. He breathed a sigh of relief and watched as Amy counted the coins delightedly. "Amy has done a great job today. I'll go make the rainbow fried rice for you. You must be hungry," said Mag, smiling.

Amy nodded miserably as she brushed her stomach. "Thank you, Father. Amy's tummy is flat from hunger," Amy said with a twist of her mouth.

"It will be ready in no time." Mag stroked Amy's head. His heart ached a little as he strode towards the kitchen quickly. After a little while, he came out with the appetizing fried rice.

Amy ran to wash her hands. She dried them off, sat on the chair, and spooned a spoonful of fried rice. "Father has worked for a whole noon. You must be hungrier than Amy, so you have to eat the first bite. Then Amy will eat," Amy said as she looked up at Mag.

He nodded. "Okay." Amy's sincere little face warmed Mag's heart. He stooped down and ate it with a smile. "Now go ahead and eat. I'll make another plate."

Amy nodded meekly. She took the spoon and started eating happily.

After lunch, Mag cleaned the restaurant carefully. He wiped each and every table clean with a wet towel and then a dry one. Not a trace of any oil stain remained. Then he walked up to Amy, who was whispering to the big egg behind the counter, and said a few sweet words to make her sleep. Then he took a nap himself.

Mag and Amy had their dinner before they opened in the evening. Otherwise, they might not be able to eat until after 9 pm, which would be too late.

Mobai was waiting outside the door. Haga and Habeng came shortly after he opened, and a little while later, Conti arrived with his donkey.

Habeng had been very hostile towards Conti at noon, but now he nodded at him and reflected for a while. "I think maybe you really can kill a dragon. I've heard the best human knight Mag Alex disdains to fight humans unless in battle. Are you paying your respects this way?" he asked in a low voice.

Conti nodded, smiling. "Yes. He is the man I look up to and my aim. I'll become a dragon slayer like him some day." His eyes were shining with enthusiasm.

"Young man, dozens of young knights who came to my shop said the same thing to me. If you really intend to kill dragons instead of being eaten, you'd better hone your skills with your sword and get a proper ride. Mag Alex didn't kill dragons on a black donkey," Mobai said with a smile.

Conti shook his head, smiling. "Little Black is my old friend. He has been with me for many years," he said. "I'll go to the Town of Two Towers next month. I've heard that an evil red dragon is attacking the town again. I'd like to try my luck there…"

Mag listened to them talking about him as he cooked. He felt rather good because his legends were still catching on with others even though he was not a knight anymore.

Technically, it was his predecessor that they were talking about, but their souls and memories were intertwined to some extent, so it was not wrong to say those legends were his.

It was true that his ride was not a donkey, but a griffin, the only purple-striped griffin in the whole Roth Empire.

More customers came for dinner as Mag had expected. Old customers brought new ones. Some passers-by were also attracted by the grand restaurant; they couldn't help but order as they saw others enjoying the good food.

"Owner, one more plate!"

"Sorry, our opening hours are over. Please come back tomorrow." Mag showed the last customer out with a smile, turned over the sign, and closed the door. He let out his breath in a long sigh. His opening hours in the evening seemed to be a little too long.

"Father, guess how many plates of rainbow fried rice we have sold tonight?" Amy asked.

Mag pondered for a while, and said, "Er… 40 plates?"

Amy shook her head. She grabbed up a fistful of dragon coins excitedly. "No, 45 plates. We made 20 dragon coins and 70 gold coins today!"

"Then we've sold 71 plates of Yangzhou fried rice today. Not bad." Mag smiled happily. "That is 426 gold coins. Subtract the costs, and we have earned at least 213 gold coins."

Amy nodded. "Yes." Then she looked at Mag. "Father, your rainbow fried rice is so good, but why don't you make other dishes? I'm sure they are good too," Amy said, her face wondering and expectant.

Mag froze for an instant. Then he understood immediately as he looked at her face. She had probably grown tired of the Yangzhou fried rice.

To be sure, Yangzhou fried rice was good, but it was not very pleasant to eat it three times a day. Amy had to feel the same.

"Maybe after several days." Mag was also a little upset as he looked at Amy's face, but he had no choice. The roujiamo could only be unlocked after he completed this mission, and at the current pace, he needed at least six more days.

"I see." Amy was a little disappointed.

How can I get those 2,500 gold coins quickly? Mag thought as he looked at Amy. It was not a small amount of money. Then his eyes brightened suddenly. "System, can I start a crowdfunding campaign?"

"Please take your mission seriously and complete it the normal way. Make your way towards the God of Cookery steadily!" the system said grimly.

"Please repeat the mission's objective," Mag said quietly.

"The host has to buy 3,000 gold coins' worth of ingredients with cash in 10 days. Completing the mission will unlock the new recipe—la zhi roujiamo; failing it will lead to strength -0.5."

"So, why can't I start crowdfunding?" Mag asked.


Capítulo 38: Crowdfunding

Editor: Henyee Translations

The system fell silent for a long time. Finally, it said, "Please complete your mission in a normal way. Crowdfunding would cause serious problems for system!" The system seemed a little offended.

"I don't care. I'll start the crowdfunding campaign tomorrow and raise 3,000 gold coins. Then I'll use the money to buy the ingredients." Mag paused a moment. "3,000 gold coins, cash," he said calmly.

"Deal," the system answered instantly.

Mag curled his lip. The system indeed has no principles. He smiled and stroked Amy's head. "I'll make la zhi roujiamo for you the day after tomorrow, okay?"

"La zhi roujiamo?" Amy's eyes lit up immediately. "What is that, Father?" she asked curiously as she looked at Mag.

"It tastes a hundredfold better than pancakes. You'll know when you wake up that morning." Mag kept her in suspense and didn't say much.

"Then it must be very good." Amy looked at Mag expectantly, thinking about the taste which was a hundredfold better than pancakes.

"Yes. Go wash up, change into your sleepwear, and lie in bed. I'll tell you a story after I do the dishes and clean the restaurant." Mag took back his hand.

"Okay." Amy nodded meekly. She climbed down the long-legged chair, squatted on the floor beside the egg, and patted it softly. "Sleep well, ugly duckling, and hatch out quickly," she said in a serious voice. Then she climbed the stairs with some effort on her short legs.

Mag chuckled and took a look at the big egg, feeling a little sorry for the little creature that had been named ugly duckling before it even hatched.

Mag put the dishes in the dishwasher, wiped the 16 tables clean, and mopped the floor. He smiled as he looked at his restaurant that was clean and tidy. He was a little tired, but he felt fulfilled. It could be considered his form of exercise, and he didn't need any employees for now.

When Mag turned off the lights and went upstairs, Amy was already asleep in her purple bear sleepwear. Her beautiful eyelashes were slightly moving, and she looked like a little angel.

Mag put her little hand under the quilt and tucked her in. The little thing seemed very sleepy today.

"System, I want to buy a pair of pajamas, and make sure they have a big brown bear," Mag said in his mind.

"I—"

"I'll pay in cash."

"Your sleepwear is in your wardrobe."

Mag opened his wardrobe. Inside, he found a pair of fuzzy brown pajamas with a big bear on the front.

Mag nodded contentedly. "Good." He picked them up and went to the bathroom.

He would never have worn pajamas like these in his previous life. Not for one second would he even entertain the idea of wearing them.

Yet, right now, he thought, Amy will be very happy when she sees this in the morning.

Mag took a bath, changed into his sleepwear, and walked to the bedroom. He pondered on the crowdfunding campaign. This concept must be beyond the people in this world. Besides, the restaurant has only operated for two days. It's not easy to raise such a large amount of money.

After a while, Mag had a general idea. The customers that came to his restaurant these days could be seen as members of the middle class; they had some money. He had learned some information from their talks.

Mobai was one of the few dwarf craftsmen in Chaos City. His work was worth 1,000 gold coins each. He ate two plates of Yangzhou fried rice three times a day. He liked its taste, and probably also liked its effect on his muscles. He could become a long-term customer.

Habeng and Haga were an orc chief's two sons, responsible for making purchases for their tribe. They were wealthy enough to afford the weapons for their warriors from Mobai, which made Mag think of the police in Dubai, who were equipped with supercars as their patrol cars.

As for Conti, he didn't reveal too much information, but his accessories that he showed casually—except for his donkey—proved he was definitely wealthy, maybe a rich second generation.

He still remembered the elf lady from yesterday. Since she didn't come back, she might not have much money in her pocket, so Mag didn't count her in.

There were still a few others who had come today. Mag didn't know much about them, so it would be too forward for him to ask them. Therefore, he didn't count them in, either.

Mag had made up his mind. He took a look at his sleeping girl, turned off the light, and fell asleep quickly.

After a good night's sleep, Mag opened his eyes in the morning and saw a little girl standing by his bedside. She was looking at him with a pleasant surprise, her little mouth slightly open.

"Our Amy woke up so early." Mag sat up and stroked Amy's hair, smiling.

"Yes. Father's clothes have a bear like mine, and it's a big bear. Amy's bear is small. So it's little bear and her father?" Amy asked as she pointed at the big bear on Mag's sleepwear.

Mag nodded, smiling. "Yes, do you like it?"

Amy threw herself into Mag's arms, rubbed his chest with her face, and narrowed her eyes in comfort. "Yes! I love it! It's so soft and warm."

Mag looked at Amy, who was leaning on his chest like a cat, and felt his heart was going to melt. He played with her for a while before he washed up and went downstairs with her.

When they were downstairs, Amy disentangled herself from Mag, stroked her ahoge, and looked at him. "Other fathers all tie up their daughters' hair. When will you be able to tie my hair, Father?" She pouted.

"Um… I'll learn." Mag scratched his head awkwardly. It was a difficult problem for him. If today's crowdfunding campaign goes well, I'll buy the experience bag for braiding hair first, and then I can do any hairstyles she wants.

"Father, you can do it, I'm sure." Amy clenched her little fist and gave him an encouraging look.

Mag nodded, a little amused. "Thank you."

After he had breakfast with Amy, Mag took some paper and a pen and wrote six identical receipts, with each one being 500 gold coins. Then he checked them again carefully. By then, it was already time to open his restaurant, so he went to the door and opened it.

"Business was good yesterday, Mag." Mobai came here first again. He took a seat at his usual table. "As always, two plates of Yangzhou fried rice," he said, smiling.

Mag nodded with a smile. "It was all thanks to you. Please wait a second."

Habeng and Haga arrived when Mobai had just seated himself. "Mag, we're here again. Five plates each." Then, hoofbeats came from outside.

Mag nodded with a smile, but he didn't walk to the kitchen immediately. He waited until Conti entered. "Since the restaurant has just opened, we have a little trouble with money. So I plan to start a crowdfunding campaign for a new dish. Are you interested?" Mag asked as he looked at them.


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