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

1097 Youtiao And Soybean Milk Set Meal

“Gulp.”

Geno couldn’t help but swallow when he put down the manuscript.

As a senior culinary editor-in-chief with 30 years of experience under his belt, he hadn’t been touched by words describing gourmet food for a long time, but after reading Derrick’s article today, a strong desire had risen within him. He wanted to try that eggplant with garlic sauce himself to see if it was as tantalizing as Derrick described.

Even a table full of delicious meat dishes looked unworthy in front of the eggplant with garlic sauce now.

“These are indeed words with soul. A real culinary review article,” Geno praised before he grasped his hair in exasperation. “Such a marvellous article. Why didn’t I discover it earlier!? If I had, we could have publicized it in advance, and maybe the sales results could even be higher.”

“Isn’t it so. The first print of ‘Vegetarianism’ was only 5000 copies. It gained popularity totally through the readers’ word of mouth. There wasn’t any publicity about it at all. This is indeed a miracle in the magazine’s history.” The young editor nodded in agreement.

Geno closed the manuscript in his hands, and determinedly said, “Since our publishing plant couldn’t catch up with the demand, we will find two other publishing companies to work together with us at the same time to print this current issue of ‘Vegetarianism’. We are going to extend the miracle of this culinary magazine and show the entire industry hope.”

“Yes.” The young editor acknowledged it before putting down the report, and strode out of the office.

“Derrick and this Mamy Restaurant are really Hall’s saviors. After I am done with the business here, I have to personally go and express my gratitude,” Geno said smilingly as he took up the report on the table and read it through attentively. Then, he, too, strode out of the editor-in-chief’s office with the report and a folder in his hands.

…

Rodu. The Royal Palace.

A resplendent bedchamber with an equal distribution of pink and gold, which made the bedchamber look very young and cute.

A maiden wearing luxurious clothes was lying on the bed and reading the latest issue of “Vegetarianism” engrossingly.

After a while, she finally put away the magazine in her hand. A pained expression flashed across her exquisite face as she listened to her rumbling stomach. She flipped over and pressed the magazine to her stomach as she dejectedly said, “My heavens! Why did you let me read this kind of stuff in the middle of the night! It’s already the 36th time that I am reading it, but why… am I still so hungry after reading it?!”

“Your Highness, it’s your bedtime,” a young maid said with a smile next to the bed.

Princess Vanessa sat up in bed and looked at the young maid sadly. “Lola, I wish to eat something.”

“The queen has instructed that you are not allowed to eat before you sleep.” The maid, Lola, shook her head at the Princess on the bed helplessly.

“Can I just eat a cube of sugar? A small cube, just a small cube will do.” Vanessa extended a little finger.

“The queen has said that you were not allowed to eat any sugar before your teeth were repaired.” Lola shook her head as she felt a pang of heartache looking at the black holes on Princess Vanessa’s teeth.

Princess Vanessa was His Majesty the king’s only daughter. She inherited the beauty of the queen, and was already a little beauty at the age of 16.

However, there was a lot of decay and corrosion on her teeth because she liked to eat sugar sneakily before she slept. It was fine if she didn’t smile, but when she did, her teeth looked like those belonging to a 70-80 year old person, and it damaged her air of elegance

The magic casters did have a plan to fix them, but the treatment process was longer. Moreover, Princess Vanessa was still eating sweets sneakily, so her treatment wasn’t very effective.

Because of this, Princess Vanessa hadn’t appeared in any public gatherings since she was 14 years old. She locked herself in her bed chambers every day, only visiting the countryside manor occasionally for a vacation. However, she only had Lola with her to serve her.

For the past few years, her greatest interest was reading all kinds of gourmet magazines. The king doted on her, so whenever she wanted to eat something, the chef would be invited to the palace to cook for her alone specially.

The queen had already given strict orders to Lola. She had to make sure that the princess didn’t eat sweets sneakily again, or she would be punished severely.

Vanessa stared at Lola for a while before she plopped back onto her bed again. She knew about the queen’s orders, and she couldn’t let Lola be punished because of her.

“Lola, do you believe that the eggplant with garlic sauce is really so delicious? I have already dreamt about it for the past few days. I really want to go to Chaos City to try it myself,” Vanessa said softly as she lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling which had luminous pearls embedded into it.

“It has to be really delicious if it makes Your Highness yearn for it so much,” Lola said smilingly. “I heard that Mr. Mag took the ‘best chef of the day’ title on the king’s birthday. Every dish he made won the king’s praises.”

“Arrrgh… What a regret! Why did I have to go to the countryside for a vacation on those few days! I missed a scrumptious feast!!!”

Vanessa kicked her legs with a forlorn expression.

Lola covered her properly with her blanket again with a smile as she said, “If you really want to have it, Your Highness, we could just inform the king, and he would definitely invite Mr. Mag to Rodu to cook the eggplant with garlic sauce for you.”

“Really?!” Vanessa’s eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on her lips. “Alright, I shall go and look for Father tomorrow and ask him to invite Mr. Mag to the palace.”

…

Mag finally coaxed the two little ones to sleep. He snuck out of the room gingerly and went to the balcony.

The trip to the sea today was very rewarding. Apart from gaining a crack troop, he also gained a strength point reward.

The chance to advance to 8th-tier was right in front of him, and Mag obviously wasn’t a patient person.

He went to the balcony and locked the door carefully. Mag removed his bathrobe and put it aside before he walked to the center of the balcony and exhaled lightly. Then, he stretched both his arms, and said in his heart, “System, I am ready. We can begin now.”

“Boom!”

An explosive sound suddenly appeared across the sky as eight bolts of lightning twisted into one suspended column and landed on top of Mag’s head.

The suspended column lit up the balcony brightly. Mag, who was only wearing his underpants, bathed in the light. His muscles and bones seemed to have become transparent as they tore apart and reformed again crazily in the light.

Three minutes later, the light finally dispersed.

Mag, who felt as if one century had gone by, flicked open his eyes instantly. He clenched his fists as he felt a special strength flowing about in his body, which could easily be controlled by his thoughts.

“Is it what 8th-tier feels like?” A smile appeared on Mag’s lips. It was a familiar yet strange feeling.

He didn’t attempt to try out his sword. Instead, he grabbed his bathrobe and went downstairs naked. He took a bath before lying down on his bed again. He clicked open that youtiao and soybean milk set meal, and entered into the test field for the God of Cookery.