If one day someone were to ask Meg why he could cook so many delicious dishes, he now knew how to answer.
"I've been searching for good food my whole life, until one day, I realized that the food made by others couldn't reach the standard I had in mind. So, I picked up a kitchen knife."
Well, this was very pretentious.
However, after tasting this grilled fish, Mag felt that this was most likely why he had chosen to pick up a kitchen knife, and why he was able to continuously practice in the tedious test field for the God of Cookery. He was constantly working tirelessly to perfect a dish.
In order to make a truly perfect dish in his mind, he wanted to let Amy and himself taste the true delicacies. He wanted to tell those so-called chefs who stood at the peak of a certain cuisine or a certain dish that higher standards and standards should be the driving force to improve, and not become complaints.
Thinking of this, Meg felt a little touched.
"Father, why are you crying? Is it because it's too spicy? "Amy looked up at Meg and asked worriedly.
"Oh, no, it's just that this grilled fish reminded me of something." Meg blinked and wiped the tears from his eyes. He was embarrassed that he had been moved to tears.
"Let's eat. It's time to get back to work after dinner." Meg looked at the clock on the wall and collected his thoughts. He looked at Sally and Yabemiya and said gently. Although what had just happened was a little awkward, he didn't take it to heart. He had been through all kinds of big waves before.
Moreover, to him, Sally and Yabemiya were just two little sisters who worked in the restaurant. He didn't have the slightest intention of asking Amy to change the way she addressed them from "sister" to "stepmother".
Meg wasn't a saint, but he was definitely not a casual man. In his previous life, he was able to live among hundreds of flowers without a single leaf touching him. In this life, he had Amy, so naturally, he wouldn't be too casual.
Being a model stay-at-home dad was his lifelong goal.
Meg was never in a hurry when it came to matters of the heart. When fate arrived, it would naturally be there. In this regard, he was still quite Buddhist.
Besides, no matter what, she was still the mother of his child. Although he did not have any memories of Irina, nor did he have any feelings for her, she was still Amy's biological mother.
Perhaps nothing would happen between them in the future, but before seeing her again, Meg had to at least make himself look like a decent person. He had to prove that he was taking good care of Amy and giving her a comfortable life and space to grow. This was a man's responsibility.
Sometimes, Meg had to admit that he was a hypocritical person. He was not vulgar enough, but he was happy to live like this.
"I must have tied my clothes too loosely in the morning. Because of the delicious food just now, it accidentally fell apart. I can't blame the boss … but … this is the second time I've done this in front of the boss. Mother said that if my body was seen by a man, then I would have to marry that man. If that's the case, should I marry Mr. Mak? But Mr. Mak already has Amy, so he must have a wife. If that's the case, will he abandon me? " Yabemiya thought with a conflicted expression. Her gaze fell on the grilled fish on the table, and she swallowed. "But this grilled fish is really delicious. If I can marry Mr. Mak, then I can eat all kinds of delicious food every day, right? If that's the case, it's really a happy thing. "
"I don't think … he saw anything, right? My grandmother said that if a man other than my husband sees my body that I shouldn't, then I should kill him or poke his eyes out. " Sally glanced at Meg from the corner of her eye. She was also conflicted. "But he didn't do it on purpose. Delicious food has an extraordinary effect. This is the specialty of this restaurant. This grilled fish is really special. It's delicious."
"Forget it! Let's eat first! "
The same thought flashed through Sally's and Yabemiya's minds at almost the exact same moment. They exchanged a glance before picking up their chopsticks and picking up another piece of fish. They carefully covered their chests with their hands before placing the piece of fish into their mouths.
The spiciness wreaked havoc in their mouths, bringing with it an unprecedented sensation. It was different from the simple spiciness that they usually ate. This spiciness was imbued with a sense of numbness. It was very spicy, and it was also very fragrant. Paired with the fresh and delicious fish, it was an unparalleled pleasure.
One chopstick after another. The simplest and most effective way to suppress the spiciness in the mouth was to keep the mouth from stopping. Therefore, the two of them couldn't stop eating at all. The sweat on their foreheads had already wet their hair, but compared to the delicious taste, this was nothing at all!
As expected, delicious food is the best way to resolve awkwardness. Mag heaved an internal sigh of relief as he looked at the two of them, who couldn't stop eating. He took a glance at Ugly Duckling, who was trying to climb up his leg, and picked up its little plate with a smile. He placed two pieces of fish onto the plate, and placed them on the ground as he earnestly said, "Ugly Duckling, this fish is super spicy. Make sure that you can handle the spiciness before you decide whether to eat it or not."
"Ugly Duckling, if you eat this spicy fish, you might explode." Amy also chimed in with a serious expression. She was still sticking out her little tongue. Even though it was very spicy, it really was delicious.
"Meow ~" Ugly Duckling nodded its little head, and pounced on the fish impatiently. It sniffed it with its nose before taking a bite.
"Meow!!!"
Ugly Duckling let loose a long cry as it jumped half a meter into the air. Its soft and supple fur stood on end, and it instantly transformed into a little orange furball. It bounced around on the spot like a bouncing ball, looking very adorable and amusing.
"Hahaha, Ugly Duckling, you're so stupid." Amy was convulsing with laughter.
Meg also couldn't help but shake his head with a smile. Back when he was eating grilled fish in Sichuan, there was a cat in the restaurant that ate close to half of the spicy grilled fish at his feet, and it was even calmer than he was the entire time. That was why he had given Ugly Duckling some of this spicy grilled fish. However, it appeared that this little guy wasn't used to the spicy taste.
Ugly Duckling jumped away from the grilled fish with a horrified expression, and only stopped after a while.
"Ugly Duckling, do you still want some?" Amy asked.
"Meow ~" Ugly Duckling hurriedly shook its head and licked its lips. It looked at the grilled fish with a conflicted expression for a long while before slowly inching closer again. It sniffed it and took a bite before transforming into a little orange furball again and jumping around in the restaurant.
"You're saying no, but your body is quite honest." Meg shook his head with a smile. He ignored Ugly Duckling, which was wavering between pleasure and pain, and picked up a strand of vermicelli with his chopsticks.
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