NovelEnglishA Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World
Chapter 252 - Then I’ll Buy 2000 BallotsChapter 252: Then I’ll Buy 2000 Ballots
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Food competition? Sorry, I’m not interested,” Mag said, and closed the door.
Arvin and Rood exchanged a surprised glance. Normally, a freshly opened restaurant would never turn down a chance to get popular, no matter how slim it might be.
“Let’s go, Rood. This guy is pretty smart. He knows he won’t be able to make it into the top 100. We won’t be able to make any money from him,” Arvin said unhappily.
“Look at the size of this crystal glass!” Rood said, pointing. “This guy must be very wealthy.”
Mag was indeed not interested in the food competition, because more often than not, not the best foods won the competition; some of the nicest restaurants might be lying in corners, waiting for keen-eyed customers.
Besides, his restaurant was already busy enough for him to work his a*s off every day, so there was no point for him to compete in the competition.
“New mission,” the system called out suddenly. “At least one of your dishes has to make it into the top 30 in this month’s Aden Square food competition. Completing the mission will get you the recipe for Haagen-Dazs ice creams. You’ll be fined 10,000 gold coins if you fail.”
Mag stopped, rooted to the spot. “Only you can come up with such a dirty way to make money!” He quickly pulled the door open again. “Hey, please hold on a moment. I think I’ll sign up,” he said, abashed.
Arvin and Rood turned around.
“You want to sign up for the competition, sir?” Rood asked.
Arvin and Rood were around 40, of average build with love handles. Mag saw a wok and a ladle embroidered on their fronts, and on their backs the words: Aden Square Catering Association.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Five gold coins get you in. The voting starts tomorrow and lasts for 10 days,” Arvin said, writing down the restaurant’s name in his notebook. Then he held out a hand, asking for money.
“A name will cost me five gold coins?” Mag asked, wary.
Rood smiled. “Yes.”
“Thank you. These are the ballots,” Rood said, pulling out two stacks of paper ballots—each one five centimeter wide and 10 centimeter long—from his bag. “With anti-counterfeiting magic marks. One stack has 100 ballots, and one ballot is one copper coin. How many ballots do you need?”
“If I want to enter the top 30, how many ballots do I need?” Mag asked.
“Then I’ll buy 2000 ballots,” Mag said after thinking for a moment.
Visit our social media platform to read fascinating stories every day and connect with the community!
