The two lines of over a hundred people stood facing each other, arguing fiercely. Some of them were already red in the face, and they were on the verge of fighting.
Fortunately, both sides still had some sense of reason. Otherwise, the entrance of the restaurant would have turned into a wrestling ring.
Krassu and Urien, who had been fighting fiercely in the morning, stood in the front row expressionlessly without saying a word. They were acting like gang leaders now.
Mag's eyelids twitched as soon as he opened the door to the noisy quarrel that greeted him. This wasn't like the scolding wars that he saw on the internet in his previous life. This was the real-life version, and the enhanced one at that.
If a fight really broke out, it would be a chaotic battle between magic casters, demons, knights, and orcs, all shouting, "Saltiness is justice!" and "Sweetness is the way to go!". Meg only thought about it for a moment, but the scene was too beautiful, and he didn't dare to continue.
"In order to not affect the restaurant's normal business, I feel like it's necessary to build a sweet and savory arena. If there are any controversial dishes in the future, it'll give them a place to express their opinions." Meg looked back at Amy, who was holding a spoon and full of anticipation. "The little one should like it very much."
Mag's voice interrupted everyone's bickering, and the voices gradually died down. Everyone turned to look at the entrance of the restaurant in unison. Even though they were unwilling to admit defeat, they were only arguing because it was simply too boring to wait in line outside. Now that the restaurant was open, it was naturally more important to eat.
Of course, part of the reason was that there was a need to fight after the meal.
"Please come in." Meg opened the door and stepped aside. He was not going to get involved in the battle between sweet and savory, and of course, he couldn't let them vent their anger on him. That would be too unfair.
Crassus and Julian stepped onto the stairs at the same time. They looked at each other, and neither of them gave way to the other. They squeezed through the door and walked toward their usual seats.
"Hello, Master Half-beard, Master Turtle," Amy greeted the two.
"Hello." The two of them nodded, and their gazes fell on the two bowls of tofu pudding in front of Amy, and they couldn't look away.
The noodle bowls used at night were smaller than the usual ones, but they contained more beans than the small bowls used in the morning. A faint fragrance of beans drifted out from the kitchen.
The customers behind him also followed suit. They did not give way to each other and forcibly squeezed through the door one by one.
"You first," Luna and Sally raised their legs at the same time, but Luna quickly withdrew her leg and raised her hand.
"Thank you," Sally looked at Luna in surprise, nodded, and walked into the restaurant.
Mag looked at Sally, and even though she was wearing a veil, he was still able to recognize her at first glance. Seeing that she had no intention of greeting him, he could only give her a polite nod.
"Mr. Meg," Luna greeted Meg, who was holding the door.
"Miss Luna." Meg also nodded with a smile. He didn't expect Luna to come today.
"Mr. Mak, please give me two bowls of Yangzhou fried rice and a dose of heavy medicine roujiamo. I can't take it anymore," Vicennio said weakly to Meg, holding the door.
"Okay, please wait a moment." Mag nodded. He looked at the pale-faced Vicennio with a strange expression. It seemed like he was the one who had to beg for mercy this time. However, he was rather curious about the woman behind him. What kind of woman could make him look like this?
Vicennio walked in with the door and sat down at the same table as he had at noon. He felt that it would be a burden to even walk a few more steps.
The customers entered the restaurant one after another. Those who came in early had the priority to find a seat. Those who came in late had to share a table. Those who came later didn't even have the chance to share a table. They had to line up from the counter, which stretched all the way out. Luckily, the passage in the middle was wide enough to not affect the customers on both sides.
Luna sat down across from Sally. Soon, two other women who came with her sat down.
Sally let out a sigh of relief. Eating in front of Luna, who looked so well-mannered, was much better than eating with orcs and dwarves. It seemed that she could enjoy a bowl of Yangzhou fried rice today.
"I'll have a sweet tofu pudding and a roujiamo."
"I'll have a savory tofu pudding and a bowl of Yangzhou fried rice."
"One sweet tofu pudding and one savory tofu pudding. I want to see which one tastes better."
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As soon as the customers sat down, they began to order. Yabemiya memorized the order in which they entered the restaurant.
"I'm sorry, sir. There's only one tofu pudding per person. Please choose a flavor," Yabemiya said apologetically to the customer who had ordered one tofu pudding for each flavor.
"There's such a rule?" The customer was a little surprised. He flipped open the menu on the table and saw that there was indeed a limit of one tofu pudding per person. He was a little surprised at the price of 200 copper coins. It was even cheaper than roujiamo. He thought for a moment and nodded. "Then I'll have the savory one."
Everyone took their seats and waited for their orders. Those who came late stood in line. Their eyes all fell on Amy and the two big bowls in front of her.
In the white porcelain bowl, there was a piece of soft, white, jade-like cube. It looked very elastic. The bowl on the left was covered with sweet syrup, and the bowl on the right was covered with chopped vegetables. The faint aroma of tofu pudding and syrup wafted in the air. Everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
"This should be the tofu pudding, right?" a bald middle-aged man standing off to the side asked curiously.
"That's right." Amy nodded with a spoon in her hand.
"Little Owner, is the tofu pudding delicious?" the bald middle-aged man asked curiously.
Hearing this, everyone stretched their necks, wanting to hear Ai Mi's evaluation. There were also many customers who were hesitating on whether or not they should try the new product. Two hundred copper coins was not a small amount of money for many people.
"Do you want to know?" Amy looked up at the bald middle-aged man and asked. She waved the spoon in her hand, as if she wanted him to try the tofu pudding himself.
"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded.
"Then I'll try it for you." Amy nodded and scooped up a spoonful of savory tofu pudding. The white tofu wobbled in the spoon, and the orange-red sauce slowly flowed down the cut. Chopped pickled vegetables and shrimp were garnished on top of the tofu pudding, and she slowly put it into her mouth. The sweet tofu pudding melted in her mouth, and the savory pickled vegetables and shrimp blended perfectly with it. Her bright blue eyes immediately lit up as she basked in the flavor of the tofu pudding. She didn't even need to chew before the tofu pudding blossomed.
Amy swallowed the tofu pudding with a gulp, and her little face was filled with enjoyment. She held the spoon and looked up at the bald middle-aged man with a serious expression. "Uncle, the tofu pudding is super delicious."
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