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A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World (WN)
Chapter 164: It’s Really Very GoodThere were over a hundred people, and they were still bickering. Some seemed quite irritated by the look of their faces.
The good part was they never went beyond exchanging words, or else there would be a pandemonium.
Krassu and Urien were standing in the front, motionless and expressionless.
The noise made Mag frown. Squabbling online was nothing compared to this.
There were magic casters, demons, knights, and orcs. If they started fighting, it would be a disaster.
Maybe I should set up a ring for them to settle their disputes. Mag turned to look at his daughter who was waiting expectantly. At least Amy would like that.
The noise of bickering dwindled. The reason they started quarrelling in the first place was because it was boring waiting in the line. They stopped now that the restaurant was open.
Perhaps they would start again after they tried the food and collected enough evidence to back up their opinions.
“Please come in.” Mag held the door open. He wanted no part in their argument, and he wouldn’t let them blame him for offering two different flavors.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtKrassu and Urien exchanged a glance and walked in side by side. Neither would let the other walk in front of him. After they entered, they made for their usual tables.
“Good evening, Master Half-beard, Master Turtle,” said Amy.
“Good evening,” they replied. Then they were immediately attracted by the two bowls of tofu pudding.
The bowls were bigger than the ones in the morning. A delicious smell was floating out of the kitchen.
The other customers walked in the same way the two old men had done.
Luna put her foot back down when she noticed Sally had lifted hers at the same time. “After you,” she said, beckoning her to go first.
“Thank you,” Sally said, casting a surprised glance at Luna, and entered the restaurant.
Mag recognized her at first glance even with her scarf over her face. Seeing that she said nothing, Mag just nodded.
“Good evening, Mag,” Luna said.
“Good evening, Luna.” Mag nodded with a smile. He hadn’t expected to see her here tonight.
“I’ll have two plates of Yangzhou fried rice and one roujiamo, Mag,” Vicennio said weakly, leaning on the door.
Mag nodded. “Sure. Come on in.” His woman sure knows how to drain a man, Mag thought to himself as he looked at Vicennio’s pale face.
Vicennio moved in slowly and took a seat. Even walking was a difficult task for him now.
All of the customers had entered. Some would rather stand than share a table with others. After a short while, no seat was left vacant. They had to form a new line before the counter, which had extended well out of the door. Fortunately, the aisle was wide; they wouldn’t disturb other people.
Luna took a seat opposite to Sally, and soon two more women came and sat at their table.
Sally was relieved, since Luna seemed well-mannered. She could enjoy her meal here after all.
“I’d like a bowl of sweet tofu pudding and a roujiamo.”
“I’ll have a bowl of savory tofu pudding and a plate of Yangzhou fried rice.”
“I’d like a savory one and a sweet one. I want to know which is better.”
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Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmYabemiya started taking orders.
“Sorry. Each person can only order one bowl of tofu pudding,” the young waitress said.
“Oh, I see.” A man opened the menu and saw the note. He was surprised when he noticed it was cheaper than roujiamo. “I’ll have the savory one, then.”
They spotted Amy and the two bowls while they were waiting for their orders.
Tofu pudding was lying in the two white bowls, white as jade, looking elastic. One had syrup on it, and the other was sprinkled with chopped sides. The delicious smells were making their mouths water.
“This must be the tofu pudding,” a bald man said.
Amy nodded. “Yes.”
“Is it good?” he asked curiously.
Other customers craned their necks to listen. Some didn’t want to spend 200 copper coins on something they practically knew nothing about.
“You want to know?” Amy asked, waving the spoon as if inviting him to try the food.
He nodded. “Yes.”
“Then I’ll tell you after I try it.” Amy scooped a spoonful of savory tofu pudding. It was decorated with orange-red sauce and chopped zha cai, and kept shaking. It melted right away when she brought it into her mouth. She didn’t even need to chew. Her blue eyes went wide as she savored the delicious taste.
She gave a blissful look after she swallowed. Then she nodded at the bald man. “It’s really very good.”
There were loud sounds of people swallowing saliva.