Adams was wearing a set of bright gold and silver armor. This getup reminded Mag very quickly that he was the first customer to order 'Buddha jumps over the wall' the day before yesterday. He even appeared very excited after he finished eating. [Thinker – Handwritten Text Version
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However, the day before yesterday, he still had a head of thick hair. Today, his hair was so short that he almost looked bald. Only a little bit of short hair could be seen.
"Indeed, some people look bright and beautiful on the surface, but in reality, they are already bald inside their wigs." Meg was deep in thought. However, why was he bringing people and carrying an unknown object so early in the morning? What was he planning to do?
"Mr. Mak, I … I am here to give you a memorial tablet," Adams said a little agitatedly.
"Memorial tablet?" Meg raised his eyebrows. Was he here to cause trouble early in the morning? Wasn't it too much to give him a memorial tablet?
When the customers heard that, they all looked sideways. This young man looked quite handsome, but from what he said, could it be that he was here to cause trouble?
"No, no, I was wrong. It's a plaque. It's a plaque of gratitude!" Adams quickly realized his slip of the tongue and quickly shook his head. He turned around and tore off the red cloth on the plaque. A shiny golden plaque appeared in front of everyone's eyes. The shiny pure gold was very dazzling.
"Master of Hair Growth!"
Harrison, who was at the front of the line, blurted out.
Meg looked at the shiny golden plaque and the four big words made of pure gold. His mouth was wide open, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
The regulars in the line looked at the short hair that had just appeared on Adams' head and then looked at the shiny golden plaque. They suddenly understood something.
"This … I really can't accept it. I really can't accept it." Meg shook his head and said. He was running a restaurant. What Master of Hair Growth? Where was he supposed to hang this kind of plaque?
What if people went astray in the future and gave him silk banners that said "Medicine Helps the World", "Unparalleled Miracle Doctor", or "Gynecology Sage"?
"Your extraordinary creation and invention changed my life. This plaque is just a small token of my appreciation. If you can't accept it, then no one else in this world can. Please accept it." Adams said with a sincere expression. He had commissioned someone to make it yesterday and delivered it personally this morning to express his gratitude.
"Mr. Mak, just accept it. Look at this plaque. It's shiny and bright. It'll be very eye-catching if you hang it on the door. It'll help increase the restaurant's popularity," Harrison said with a chuckle.
"That's right, Mr. Mak. He's also doing this to thank you. You've done a good deed, so just accept it." Soon, other customers also tried to persuade him.
"Speaking of which, should I make a plaque for Mr. Mak that reads' Master of Midwifery 'to express my gratitude?" Gjerj looked at the plaque thoughtfully.
"Please accept it, Mr. Mak," Adams said sincerely.
Seeing Adams' sincere expression and listening to the other customers' persuasion, Meg pondered for a while. It wasn't appropriate for him to be in a stalemate here, so he nodded reluctantly. He looked at Adams, and said, "Since you're so sincere, I can't reject it. However, although I'll accept this plaque, I won't hang it up. I'll keep it well."
Adams was slightly disappointed when he heard that Meg wasn't going to hang it up. However, he quickly smiled and nodded. "Alright, I'll let Mr. Mak make the decision. It's fine as long as you can accept my sincerity."
"You're welcome." Meg nodded slightly and heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. If Adams insisted that he hang the plaque on the spot, Mamy's would have to change its name to Mamy Hair Growth Hall in the future.
"I'll get him to bring the plaque in for you. It's a little heavy." Adams stepped aside to let the coachman pass.
"It's alright. I'll bring it in myself." Meg reached out to take the plaque from the coachman. This plaque seemed to be made of gold, and it was indeed quite heavy. If it was hung outside, it would probably be stolen the next day. "Then, I'll go and eat first. I still have to send Amy to school later." With that, he turned and entered the restaurant with the plaque.
"You can go back first," Adams said to the coachman, while he went straight to the back of the line and lined up.
So Young Master Adams' hair grew because he ate Mr. Mak's' Buddha jumps over the wall '. I wonder if his sudden breakthrough has anything to do with Mr. Mak. In the line, a middle-aged man's gaze followed Adams all the way to the back of the line. He seemed to be deep in thought. If I tell Master Charney about this, there should be some new breakthroughs in the business that didn't go through the previous time. I heard that he was also troubled by hair loss when he was young.
Meg went out, and then came in with a shiny golden plaque. He immediately attracted the attention of all the ladies who were eating at the table.
"Father, what's that?" Amy asked curiously.
"Hair Growth Master? What kind of title is that? "Mia read the words on the plaque, and asked curiously.
Seeing that everyone was curious, Meg explained helplessly, "A customer gave it to me. He said that I changed his life, so he specially gave me a plaque to express his gratitude."
"Then, why don't you hang it outside for everyone to see?" Anna asked curiously.
"Isn't it a little strange to hang the plaque of a Hair Growth Master in a restaurant?" Barbara looked at the plaque.
"Yes. We are a restaurant, after all, and it's not good to reject a customer's goodwill. However, this plaque is indeed not suitable to be hung at the door." Meg nodded in agreement. He carried the plaque and walked towards the stairs as he said, "You guys eat first. I'll bring the plaque upstairs."
"Ding! Congratulations, Host, for obtaining the title of 'Hair Growth Master' and triggering a hidden mission: Hair loss will cause great harm to a person's physical and mental health. As a candidate for the God of Cookery, you must have the world in your heart and save those who are troubled by hair loss so that they can have beautiful hair again and welcome a new life. Please help 30 people with hair loss to get rid of their hair loss problems within three days! Mission Success: You have received a recipe for Steamed Fish Head with Diced Hot Red Peppers! Mission Failure: Host will become bald, and it will be irreversible. Mission Progress: 6/30. "
Right at this moment, the system's voice suddenly sounded in Meg's mind.
"F * ck!" Meg almost blurted out.
System, your punishment for failure is too vicious, isn't it? What the hell is bald!? Meg rolled his eyes and said in his mind.
"Saving a bald person is better than building a seven-story pagoda. All the best, Host!" The system encouraged before disappearing completely.
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