A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World

Mag smiled, shaking his head. “Otaku like takeaways no matter the world they live in…” He used to eat at restaurants, but he had also ordered a takeaway once or twice.

He hadn’t posted any comment on his takeaway on the microblog in case some people might retaliate—his order had given away where he had lived.

Besides, because of the delay caused by delivery, the texture and taste would change. It was not fair to judge a restaurant based on its takeaways.

He might have a vicious tongue, but he wouldn’t depreciate a restaurant based on stuff like that. After all, he had to eat bad food because of his laziness, and that was why he didn’t like takeaways.

Moreover, modern takeaways were relying on the instantaneity of information exchange. Customers could order a takeaway over the phone or different apps and make a deal with the restaurant directly.

The level of technology wasn’t high enough here, so the takeaway business was just a pipe dream for them now. Mag himself had no plan of doing the takeaway business anytime soon. He had to focus on the urgent mission of getting 1,000 customers.

“But if I have to hire people to deliver food, those out-of-job desperate knights would be perfect. They have a horse and are familiar with the roads in Chaos City,” Mag muttered to himself as he entered the kitchen.

The lunch hours were very busy. Mag politely turned down a few customers who were a little late—roujiamos had been sold out, and he was rather tired.

Mag breathed a sigh of relief as he closed the door, sinking into a chair.

“Father, we’ve sold 96 roujiamos and 24 plates of Yangzhou fried rice this noon. That comes to 432 gold coins,” Amy said delightedly to Mag, holding Ugly Duckling in her arms.

“So much?!” Mag was taken by surprise.

That means we have earned over 200 gold coins this noon. We made more than 100 gold coins during breakfast hours, and the earnings may double during the four-hour dinner time as long as we have enough roujiamos.

Even more to his surprise, he had 40 new customers more for lunch. He saw the possibility of completing his mission. Now he had got 215 customers.

Amy nodded. “Yes! Father’s rainbow fried rice and roujiamo are so good, they couldn’t resist them.” She crouched down to put the kitten on the ground and walked over to Mag. “You’ve been working so hard, Father. Let me pound your back for you,” she said quietly.

Amy stood on tiptoe to pound Mag’s shoulders and back with her small fists. She was too little, so it was not easy for her. She was trying hard to do it well.

Mag smiled and lowered his shoulders, enjoying Amy’s pounding. Although she was a little mean to others, she was very obedient and caring before him.

Apparently, she got her vicious tongue from her father. There was nothing else for him but to forgive her.

“All right, Amy. I’m feeling much better now.” Mag lifted her up, put her on his lap, and pinched her soft, delicate cheeks.

The improvement in her diet had put color in her cheeks. She wore clean clothes now and often washed her body and hair. The brat in shabby linen clothes had completely become a little “princess”.

So, naturally, she would be targeted by many evil-willed men. Mag decided to teach her some basic skills to detect deception in case his cute, innocent daughter was kidnapped.

Krassu had come again this noon, but Mag had been busy cooking and serving, and Amy had been collecting money, so he had sat there for over an hour without getting to exchange many words with them. After he had eaten two plates of fried rice, he had been asked to leave on account of opening hours again.

Of course, Mag had done it on purpose. He was not pleased at all with him wanting to take Amy to that Magus Tower. Besides, Mag had already made it clear that he wouldn’t let Amy go there, but the old man was pretty persistent. He should count himself lucky that Mag didn’t ban him.

“Amy, I’ll ask you a few questions and tell you something. Think clearly before you answer and remember my words, okay?” Mag said with a smile as he looked at Amy.

Amy nodded meekly. “Okay.” She stared at Mag curiously. What does Father want to say? He seems so serious.

“If a stranger came up to you and said he would take you to eat something good, how would you reply?” asked Mag as he looked into Amy’s eyes.

“Great!” Amy said as she clapped her little hands, her eyes brightened.

Mag didn’t know whether he should laugh or cry. He had seen that coming. Good food was irresistible to foodies. Mag straightened his face and shook his head solemnly. “No. Remember, Amy, no strangers would take you to eat something good. Besides, who is a better cook than Father?”

Amy nodded. “Yes, Father cooks the most delicious meals!” After she thought for a moment, her eyes lit up. “Then I’ll ask him to eat in our restaurant. This way he will have to pay for me.”

Mag lifted an eyebrow. She is quite smart! Who would have thought she would answer like that?! Mag felt like praising her. Then, he asked, “If someone wanted to take you to a wonderful place…”

Amy nodded in delight instantly. “Great!” The look on her face indicated that she wanted to leave right now.

Mag shook his head immediately. “No, no. That’s not the right answer.” Having to stay at the restaurant almost all day long made Amy yearn to go outside. She was at an active age, so it was important for her to know when someone was deceiving her.

Mag gazed at Amy, and said solemnly, “You can play with other children or Teacher Luna, but if a stranger wanted to take you somewhere or show you something fun, you must say no, because Father has all the fun stuff. They are all lying to you.”