Through the omniscient door, Meg could see that many of the customers were suffering from various ailments. However, he didn't remind them of each and every one of them. No one was completely healthy in this world, and it was normal for them to suffer from some minor ailments.
Furthermore, he was a chef, and he owned a restaurant. If he were to treat the patients, he would be overstepping his boundaries. Being able to perform physical examinations didn't mean that he was able to treat patients. This was something that Meg was still aware of.
However, when it came to some of his regular customers, if they really did suffer from serious ailments, Meg would make a mental note of them. Even though he didn't know how to treat illnesses, he would still remind them of their ailments. It wasn't in his nature to keep things to himself.
During the process of cooking, Meg silently glanced at Phyllis, who was looking at him with a serious expression. He was quite pleased with her attitude, and he was quite interested in teaching her.
Meg had once read a saying: "Not all successful people in this world are geniuses, but most of them are hardworking people."
When it came to cooking, he was, of course, an idiot. Although he had the help of the system and the perfect experience, he was able to walk out of the test field for the God of Cookery again and again. In the end, he relied on his unyielding spirit.
Phyllis was quite talented, and it seemed that her temperament was quite good as well.
"Miss Mia, are you sure you won't be able to eat stinky tofu for lunch today? Can you ask Mr. Mak to make a portion for me? After eating it yesterday, my mind was filled with stinky tofu, and I couldn't concentrate. "Harrison looked at Yabemiya with an expectant expression.
"Yeah, I want to eat it too. The taste is simply too unforgettable."
"If Mr. Mak is willing to make it, count me in too!"
A few other customers immediately chimed in as they looked at Yabemiya with expectant expressions.
"No, the boss said that stinky tofu is only available at night, and only 100 portions a day until they are sold out." Yabemiya shook his head, and there was no room for negotiation.
"Sigh." Harrison and the other customers were immediately discouraged. However, they were already thinking that they had to come earlier tonight.
"Stinky tofu? What was that? Why isn't it on the menu? "Abraham was enjoying his tofu pudding with a curious expression.
Generally, the things that the customers could not forget were all good things. This was one of the experiences he had summed up over the years.
Vicennio continued, "That's a new dish that Mr. Mak just released yesterday. It's only available in limited quantities every night, but it's said to be extremely smelly. It's not something that ordinary people can stomach. Anyway, I don't want to try it."
"Super smelly?" Abraham was a little surprised. He claimed to have tasted all the delicacies in the world, but he had never tasted anything so smelly.
Color, aroma, and taste were all indispensable to a real delicacy, not to mention turning the aroma into a stench.
But why was this food, which was said to be extremely smelly, so much so that the customers could not forget about it? The curiosity in Abraham's heart grew.
"That's right. It's said to be an unforgettable smell. When it was first brought out, all of the customers who ordered it had a huge reaction. There was even one who rushed out of the door. Little Boss almost thought that he was trying to dine and dash, and he was put out with a fireball." Vicennio nodded. He still had some lingering fear when he thought of the fireball that followed that customer out of the door yesterday. If that customer hadn't turned around in time, that fireball would have most likely landed on him.
"I didn't know that." Abraham was even more surprised. What kind of stinky smell could elicit such a reaction?
"Exactly." Vicennio was also very curious. After all, there were many people in the world who liked to eat delicious food, but this was the first time he had seen someone who liked to eat stinky food.
"You've never tasted it, so you don't understand. When the aroma reaches its peak, it becomes a stench, and when the stench reaches its peak, it naturally becomes fragrant. Only those who have tasted it can understand the taste," Harrison said leisurely. Harrison said leisurely. His gaze gradually shifted upward, and he felt as if he had transcended to another level.
I have to try such an interesting dish tonight. If it really stinks, then so be it, but it would be a pity to miss out on such a delicious dish, Abraham thought to himself. Abraham thought silently in his heart. Seeing that the bowl in his hand was almost empty, although he still wanted to continue, he still took the money and paid the bill before leaving.
"I haven't taken a single step out of Rodu in 45 years. I feel like I'll never be able to leave Chaos City for the rest of my life." Abraham walked out of the restaurant, and turned back to look at the restaurant's signboard with a forlorn expression.
The busy lunch hour had come to an end, and Meg put down the iron pot in his hand. He turned off all of the fires on the stoves, and heaved a sigh of relief. He was just about to wipe the sweat off his forehead when a warm towel was handed to him.
Mag was slightly taken aback. He looked up at Firis, who was holding the towel with a blushing face. He hesitated for a moment, but still took the towel and wiped his forehead and hands. After that, he handed the towel back to Firis with a smile.
"You're … you're welcome." Firis' blush deepened, and she quickly strode out of the restaurant with the towel in her hand. This was the first time that she had served someone other than the princess, and she felt as if her heart were about to leap out of her chest.
However, she did it out of respect and admiration from the bottom of her heart. She couldn't imagine that an ordinary person could bring so many delicacies and happy smiles to so many guests in just over an hour.
In her heart, Mag's image seemed to have grown taller like a giant.
"Big Sister Firis, why are your cheeks so red?" Amy, who was holding Ugly Duckling in her arms, turned to Firis with a curious look on her face.
"I …" Firis was a little dazed, and she immediately choked on her words.
"It must be because Father's smile is too beautiful, right?" Amy continued with a smile.
The image of Meg's warm smile immediately appeared in Firis' mind. It was indeed … very beautiful.
"It's alright. Father smiles like that to everyone, and he doesn't have any special feelings for you," Amy said.
Firis: "…"
Sally used water-type magic to completely clean the restaurant and kitchen, and the lunch service was officially over.
"Goodbye, Boss, Amy, Firis. We're going to the ice cream shop now," Yabemiya said to everyone with a smile as she picked up her little backpack.
"I'm going back to sleep and read. Goodbye," Barbara said before leaving with Mia and the others.
Thus, only Meg, Amy, and Firis were left in the restaurant.
"I …" Phyllis was a little embarrassed, but she still couldn't think of anywhere she could go, and that made her even more embarrassed. She looked down at the tips of her shoes, not daring to look at Mag.
Meg could roughly guess what Firis was thinking at the sight of the reserved Firis. He smiled, and said, "If you don't have anywhere else to go, you can rest in the restaurant. I'll teach you some things that you can do in the afternoon. I almost forgot that tomorrow is the restaurant's off-day, so you'll have to start work a day later. However, the restaurant is going to be expanded and upgraded soon, so you'll have to learn how to cook for the customers after you start work. "
Firis immediately looked up at Meg's expectant and trusting eyes, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart. She nodded solemnly, and said, "I'll do my best."
"Firis? Why is she here? "
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