A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World (WN)

The restaurant was equipped with a catcher, and with so many crayfish present, catching them was a piece of cake. It only took Mag a while to catch dozens of them.

Before Mag had enough fun, the mobile restaurant was forcefully evicted out of the crayfish rearing base.

Mag pursed his lips and complained, "System, you're really too stingy. I have only caught a few of your crustaceans. I've just helped you recoup tens of millions of losses."

"The average weight of the crayfish in the farm is above 1 kg and the Host has already caught 35 of them. They are enough to feed the three of you for two, three days. Host, please don't be so greedy," the system solemnly protested.

Mag looked at the tank that was tightly packed with the big crayfish. Yup, there would be no more space to keep them even if he continued catching them.

"Alright. However, do I really have to catch every single one of the crayfish for the mission of catching 300,000 crayfish? If that is the case, I guess I would have to spend the rest of my life here catching crayfish?" Mag asked.

"To prevent the random hybridization from causing genetic mutations, the majority of these crayfish are already sterilized. However, about 100 of the crayfish that I kept for reproduction purposes escaped when the netting broke previously. To prevent these crayfish from becoming invasive species, the main objective of the Host will be to catch these 100-odd crayfish."

Mag looked at the big crayfish that were banging loudly on the tempered glass. Normal fish and prawns indeed would not be their opponent.

"System, this is the alternate world. There shouldn't be a lack of magic beasts in the sea, right? Although this crayfish has become big, it's still rather exaggerating to say that it's invincible, right?" Mag furrowed his brows. Even though 100 crayfish didn't seem like many, there wasn't a big difference between searching for 100 crayfish and 300,000 crayfish.

"At first, in order to let these crayfish have better environmental adaptability and increase their survival rate, I added a layer of paralytic toxins on their shells when I was mixing their genes. Touching them will cause paralysis or even coma, so normally the magic beasts and fishes wouldn't deem them as food."

"You really are a fu*king genius…"

"However, after heating them to 100°C, the toxins will disappear," the system added.

Mag looked at those huge crayfish that were waving their huge pincers as he wondered how he should eat them.

Ugly Duckling extended a fat paw into the water and swiped crazily, trying to catch a crayfish.

Right at that moment, a big crayfish suddenly raised its pincers and grabbed its paw.

"Meow!"

Ugly Duckling jumped two meters into the air and dragged that crayfish out of the tank. The crayfish fell to the floor with a bam.

"Ugly Duckling, you're so stupid." Amy looked at Ugly Duckling with disdain in her eyes.

Ugly Duckling stood up after rolling on the floor. It pounced onto that crayfish and pinned the back of the crayfish under its paw. Just as it wanted to call out proudly, it fainted next to the crayfish as if it was drunk, with its tongue lolling out.

"Hmm?"

Amy and Irina were staring at Ugly Duckling on the floor in befuddlement. Amy quickly bounced over, and was about to press it down with her hands when she saw that crayfish trying to escape.

"Amy, you can't touch that shrimpy with your bare hands." Mag rushed over before she did, and stepped onto the crayfish's back.

"Ugly Duckling has fainted. This crayfish seems to be poisonous," Irina said as she reached out to touch Ugly Duckling.

As soon as she said that, Ugly Duckling, which was out for three seconds, opened its eyes and woke up on its own. It got up from the floor and glared at that crayfish that was beneath Mag's foot. It seemed to be still rather confused.

Mag, who was about to ask the system for first-aid methods, stared at Ugly Duckling with surprise. It seemed like this little fellow was rather resistant to toxins.

"There's a kind of paralytic toxin on this crayfish's shell that will cause you to faint after touching it, so we cannot grab it with our bare hands." Mag explained. At the same time, he took a pair of gloves from the side, and put them on before picking up the crayfish that he was stepping on.

Actually, calling it a crayfish was rather insulting, After all, its size was comparable to the Australian lobster's, and it was very strong. It felt like a struggling piglet when he grabbed it in his hands.

Its two pincers that were even stronger and bigger than a blue crab's were snapping around. Mag had no doubts that they could snap a finger or even rebar in two easily.

"Then, can we still eat them?" Amy asked worriedly. She had never had a big shrimpy like that before.

"As long as we cook them thoroughly, the toxins will disappear and we can eat them." Mag smiled and nodded. He was rather looking forward to tasting this crayfish too.

"That's great. Then, when can we eat it?" Elation flashed across Amy's face as she looked at Mag expectantly.

"It will take some time before we arrive at Carapace Island, so I will steam three crayfish first to see how they taste." Mag used a net to scoop three crayfish out of the tank and went into the kitchen.

The system had already awarded him with the full set of crayfish recipes, but he didn't have the time to look through it earlier. He clicked open the shining recipes in his mind, and an enormous amount of information flooded his head instantaneously. All the best recipes that came from all the master chefs of cooking crayfish and lobster and had undergone the critiques of numerous foodies rushed into Mag's mind.

Although the system had given him a chance to go into the test field for the God of Cookery, it was daytime, and he had already promised to cook the crayfish for Amy. Hence, he chose the steamed crayfish, which looked the simplest.

The crayfish reared by the system was rather special. The clear seawater and the natural way of stocking made this crayfish very clean. It would even be alright to cut it up and make it into a crayfish sashimi straight away.

Therefore, Mag only cleaned them simply before stuffing Erguotou1 with 56% alcohol content into their mouths. After they were drunk, he removed their veins and placed them into the steamer, in which he had placed the sliced ginger in advance. The three big crayfish filled up the whole steamer. He put on the cover and steamed them with high heat.

The Erguotou was an ingredient supplied by the system. Mag didn't like to drink liquor with a high alcohol content. However, it was a very good choice for removing the fishy smell.

Although steaming the crayfish was rather easy, their taste would be decided by the dipping sauces.

Since the crayfish were still steaming in the pot, Mag began to mix the dipping sauces.

Irina's taste was on the lighter side, and she didn't like spicy food very much, so he made her a light yet flavorful dipping sauce.

However, Amy's taste was on the heavy side as she preferred spicy and sour taste, so he added an extra spoonful of chili powder, and poured the mala hot oil over it. Her steamed crayfish would taste like spicy crayfish.

And his taste was more complicated as he was the kind who could enjoy all sorts of flavors. To taste the original flavor of this crayfish, his dipping sauce only had some vinegar.

Ding!

The alarm clock at the side rang, and Mag turned off the fire immediately. He removed the cover, and the aroma of the alcohol washed all over him. The three big crayfish that had turned bright red were presented in front of him. A strong spirit usually made from sorghum.