Chapter 171： Another sweet tofu brain (monthly ticket plus 14/14)

"Jol, nothing, your scars are still there." The man who came with the brave smiled and comforted.

"In the fart! The first time I took part in the hunting twenty-five years ago, the wound that was caught by the green wolf in the chest was gone! Twenty years ago, the wound with the orc fighting the chest and the hole of the tooth was gone! There is..." Jol counted a scar that disappeared, and he looked like he was crying.

"Brother, nothing, scars of this kind of thing, there will be in the future." The brave man across the face reached out and patted Joel's shoulder and comforted.

"That is totally different! There is no time to precipitate, how to live with the gangster!" Jol is still unwilling to accept the expression of reality, although it has been mixed into the position of the deputy head of the adventure group, but this bragging The temper has never changed. These scars have always been used as badges to show off and brag with the rookie brave. Now there are a few bullets, and then there is no evidence to brag, and there is no love.

"If there is a bowl of salty tofu in front of you, can you eat or not?" The friends who came with me no longer persuaded and asked with a smile.

Jol glanced at him, silenced for a moment, then nodded decisively: "Eat!"

"Not only is it awkward, even my birthmarks are getting lighter!"

"Let me see, is the pock on my face lighter?"

Soon, in addition to scars, the guests had more surprises, and some problems on the skin had been improved to some extent after eating the tofu brain.

Looking at the restaurant that suddenly became noisy, the North Asian Mia, who just put down two bowls, also subconsciously raised his hand and looked at it, his eyes lit up.

At dinner, she ate a meat folder and a bowl of sweet tofu brain, because after eating, she was anxious to start business, so she did not notice the change in her hand, covered with scars and old hands, some years The scars left before actually disappeared.

At the age of seven, I encountered a burn from a red-hot wok, and a wound that was bitten by the old dog at the age of eight. The scars that are ugly and difficult to eliminate can now be clearly seen. It faded a lot, the dead skin turned pink, and the skin became flat again.

"Awesome effect! In this case, as long as I continue to eat tofu brain, my hands will be able to return to normal as soon as one day sooner or later?" Yabei Mia looked at herself with scars and looked like some terrible hands, suddenly It got a little excited.

In the past, Miyazumi felt that his life was despicable. In his life, he could only do the most despicable and hard work in the kitchen without seeing the sky. With the lowest wage, he was trampled on self-respect by all, and what both hands were.

But at the Mai Mi restaurant, she felt the warmth and respect she had never seen before, and slowly found a new life goal and a state of being alive. Which 18-year-old girl does not love beauty, she is no longer the one who can only hide Poor insects in the kitchen.

But every time the dish was served, the guest’s gaze was on her hand, it was like a needle that stabbed her heart. She also wants to be better, with a pair of normal hands, worthy of the trust given by the wheat boss, to bring guests a better dining experience.

"In the future, as long as you eat two tofu brains every day, the scars on your hands and the old man will disappear all day long!" Yabei Mia shook his fist and said to himself in his heart, holding the tray and walking towards the kitchen, wishing to realize The possibility is finally coming, and this is still brought by McGonagall.

"Isn't that beauty? This is a cosmetic look!" The response from the guests made McGonagall a surprise. Although the system had said that there was a cosmetic effect, he thought that he would just add a little collagen. The effect is expected to be so strong.

"System! Why don't you say that the effect is so good? If you say it early, I will set the price for two thousand copper coins!" McGonagall has no words, this effect of tofu brain, for some wounded cockroaches, pockmarks, birthmarks ...and people who are troubled by skin problems are simply life-saving potions. Even if the price is ten times, you don't have to worry about no one to buy.

"The system does not expect the effect to be so strong. Although there is no animal experiment, the detection index is generally normal except for the protein content of 4.5 times. It seems that the unknown trace element outside the indicators has Strong beauty effect." The system was silent for a while before it came out.

"I said... what do you supply to us, don't you even do animal experiments?" Meg raised his eyebrows and suddenly realized what.

The system was silent for a long time. After a while, it was a little uninhibited. "The ingredients provided by this system have undergone 18 precision tests. After analyzing the big data of various indicators, it is confirmed. After being harmless to the body, it will be supplied to the restaurant to ensure that it is non-toxic and pollution-free, and can be safely eaten."

"So, you still haven't done a living experiment?" McGonagall asked again.

"The host should not be entangled in living experiments. The accurate detection of this system combined with the results of big data analysis is more intuitive and scientific than the live experiment. It does not require additional consideration of various accidents in living survival, as long as the sample collection is sufficient. The resulting deviation is more than ten times higher than the accuracy of the living experiments done in the current world." The system sounded serious, and paused, saying: "The host is the first person to get these ingredients."

"So, you can collect data from living experiments from us..." McGonagall, but for the system, I already believe it, how to say it is also a science and engineering, and I have also been exposed to some big data. Claiming to have 80% of the knowledge, his database is used to detect the usability test of ingredients, which is overkill.

However, this also gave McGonagall a reminder. Before the system said that it was not possible to overdose the tofu brain, it seems that in addition to the task of limiting purchases, for the sake of the safety of the guests, there are also reasons for non-execution.

"I want to have another sweet tofu brain." When Mia Mi came to the side, Krassu gently put down the spoon and watched her smile and said.

"I have to come back with a salty bean curd." Julian also put down the spoon and said it hoarsely.

The sound in the restaurant gradually stopped, and everyone's eyes fell on the Mia.

The menu says that the tofu brain is limited to one person per person. Many people have already finished eating it, but no one cares about eating more bowls with such delicious food.

Those who have been dissatisfied with their appearance and suddenly see their hopes are more than looking forward to the direction of the North Asian Mia and the kitchen, let alone a bowl, and now let them eat ten bowls!

Before the crowd had been watching, but now it is Yulien and Krassu, two great magicians, and they just received Amy as an apprentice in the morning. They asked, should McGonagall refuse?