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

Hector and the other two were eating the grilled fish, and looked at the Sichuan spicy chicken. All they saw was a bunch of cut chilies. They felt hot by simply looking at the piping hot steam.

However, this dish looked just like its picture. They didn't see any pieces of chicken. All they saw were cut chilies.

"This can't be a plate of stir-fried chilies, right?" Hector used his chopsticks to sweep away the chilies as though they were fallen leaves and revealed the crispy yellow chicken pieces underneath.

The chicken that was cut into small pieces was fried till golden brown. The color was beautiful and they were hidden among the large amount of cut chilies.

After sweeping the chilies away, apart from the spiciness, the chicken's aroma spread and all three pairs of eyes lit up.

"This looks quite interesting. I'll taste it first." Hector already couldn't wait. He picked up a piece of chicken and popped it into his mouth.

Biting down, the skin was crispy and after biting through it, the inside was exceptionally tender and juicy. The fragrant spiciness filled his whole mouth. It was numbing but not too overly spicy. It got increasingly fragrant as he chewed. He simply couldn't stop and he picked up another piece again.

This chicken should have been deep-fried twice. The first time was done at a low temperature to cook it. The second time was done at a high temperature to give this chicken the texture of a crispy exterior and a tender interior.

Hector had only eaten chicken that was cooked with this method at a few fried chicken shops in Rodu. The usual chefs treated this method as a secret method.

And, the control of the oil temperature was of utmost importance.

The Sichuan spicy chicken made by Mag tasted way better than the fried chicken at the shops that he had eaten at before.

Every piece of chicken was perfect. It made people marvel at it while they were eating it.

One had to know that these fried chicken restaurants were passed down for generations and their recipes were refined again and again, but they still couldn't compare to this new dish of Mag's.

It was obvious how good Boss Mag's culinary skills were.

Furthermore, this chicken had more than a layer of flavor on the outside. The inside was equally flavorful. Obviously, the chicken was marinated before to have such a balanced flavor inside and out.

The details decided whether a dish could be deemed as a delicacy, and be it the creativity or the details, this Sichuan spicy chicken was impeccable to Hector.

Hector put down his chopsticks and puffed after eating a few pieces of chicken in a row. After taking a breather, he discovered that his nose was covered with sweat.

Hector was amazed. "Awesome! This Sichuan spicy chicken is so delish!"

Now, he could confirm that Mylo wasn't lying. His words could only express 10% of Boss Mag's delicacies. Only the people who had tasted the food for themselves could experience the taste personally. Any words paled in comparison.

For example, his brain couldn't think of many words to describe this Sichuan spicy chicken now. Perhaps, he needed to sit down quietly when he got back later to reminisce on the taste before he would know how to write this article.

Of course, the most important thing now was to settle this table full of goodies, otherwise he would be letting himself down.

Mylo and Garlan ate the chicken quietly. There was no time to make a description about the food right now! They couldn't stop at all, okay!

On the other side, Vivian couldn't wait to pop the chicken into her mouth. As she chewed, her eyes got increasingly brighter. After swallowing it, she marveled, "Mmm!! This is so delicious!"

"The chicken meat is tender on the inside, yet crispy on the outside. It's similar to the beggar's chicken. There are two completely different textures in the mouth, but they have an equally amazing taste. It's spicy and delicious. It's fantastic!" Vivian popped another piece of the chicken into her mouth again. There were tears of happiness in her eyes.

That familiar sense of warmth appeared again!ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ Novᴇ(l)ꜰɪre .ɴᴇt

A warm current flowed gently through her body and nourished her body which had already recovered.

Other than spicy grilled fish, she had a new choice!

"Is it really so delicious?" Michael picked up a piece of chicken skeptically. He could smell the spiciness, but it wasn't very overpowering. At least, it wasn't as insane as the spicy grilled fish.

After breathing out gently, Michael popped the chicken into his mouth.

His teeth tore open the chicken and it indeed had a crispy texture. However, underneath the crispy texture was the tender meat which was juicy. After biting down, the fresh and spicy sensation exploded in his mouth!

Numb! Spicy! Fresh! Aromatic!

Michael's face was slightly flushed. He opened his mouth and fanned his face with one hand discreetly. At the same time, he had to maintain his dignity as the city lord while tears were gathering in his eyes.

"Father, isn't this super delicious!? It's so delicious that the tears are falling." Vivian looked at Michael before feeding a piece of chicken into his slightly open mouth filially.

Michael: (キ`゚Д゚ ́)!

Michael's tears flowed down gradually as he praised the chicken with a blush, "Mm, it's so scrumptious…"

Luna looked at this filial scene between the father and daughter with a smile. Suddenly, she missed home.

Eunice placed a piece of chicken into Luna's bowl with the serving chopsticks and smilingly said, "Luna try it too."

"Thank you." Luna took a bite of the chicken. She already had expected the spiciness when she saw all those chilies, so it was still within her expectations.

The chicken was perfectly cut into bite-sized pieces. The aromatic spiciness was intoxicating and mesmerizing as one chewed.

She looked toward the kitchen instinctively. She could only see a busy side profile through the crowd, but a smile appeared on her lips subconsciously.

Mr. Mag was still that innovative person who always brought amazing food to people.

Even after eating a few pieces of chicken, Vivian still couldn't stop praising him. "Boss Mag is simply too awesome. He always brings me new surprises."

Eunice smilingly said, "I think you will be the happiest if I marry you off to Boss Mag."

"Mom, can you do that?" Vivian turned to look at Eunice seriously.

"You really dare to think?" Eunice answered with an exasperated smile.

Michael, who finally suppressed the spiciness with the beer, raised his hand and seriously objected. "I object to this marriage!"

"Father, just eat your food." Vivian popped another piece of chicken into Michael's mouth.

"…" Michael.

"I'm not really interested, but our Teacher Luna…" Vivian turned her gaze onto Luna and smilingly said, "Mom, Little Amy is Luna's student. She likes Luna a lot. Do you want to help her out?"

"Vivian!" Luna pinched Vivian on her waist as she blushed immediately. She softly whispered to Eunice, "Auntie… She's saying nonsense… It's nothing…"

Eunice smilingly said, "It's fine. Auntie has been through it too. I understand. Boss Mag is really not bad. I'll help you ask him later."

Michael frowned. He wanted to remind them tactfully that this marriage wasn't a good idea. Irina was no pushover and Mag didn't have the guts too.

However, looking at Vivian, who was reaching out for her chopsticks, he closed his mouth again.

Sigh.

Boss Mag's darned attractiveness.