It was unexpected, but still reasonable.
The roasted pig’s eyes that was released yesterday was indeed the first dish they thought of among all the dishes they had had in the past few days. It was also the dish that left them with the deepest impression.
“So, it was the roasted pig’s eyes introduced last night?”
“An eye for an eye. It sounds like it was what had happened.”
“This is simply… too casual? Having a stick of roasted pig’s eyes could actually cure ophthalmological diseases?”
The customers broke into a commotion. Although many of them had personally tried the roasted pig’s eyes last night, and were mesmerized by the unique dining experience, the majority of the customers still avoided it.
“Although I can’t confirm that it is the roasted pig’s eyes, I had been having the same dishes in the past few days, and the roasted pig’s eyes were added at the last minute yesterday,” Christopher said after some pondering.
“I had also been eating Yangzhou fried rice for the past three days, but I suddenly wanted to challenge myself yesterday, so I ordered a helping of roasted pig’s eyes.” The young man smiled with embarrassment. “If the Yangzhou fried rice didn’t have the effect of curing ophthalmological diseases, then it most probably had to be the roasted pig’s eyes.”
“Therefore, if we want to find out whether Boss Mag could really cure this boy’s eyes, we only need to order a helping of roasted pig’s eyes for him,” Vivian concluded before solemnly saying to Christopher, “Children cannot drink alcohol. Rum is an alcohol with high concentration, and it would cause problems if children had it.”
As a direct beneficiary of the spicy grilled fish, Vivian had no doubts that Boss Mag’s delicious food had certain direct effects on certain illnesses. However, they had to find the correct dish for the related illness.
Moreover, she had always believed that all this wasn’t a coincidence, and was done by Boss Mag deliberately.
Although people always said that good medicine was bitter, Boss Mag had made medicine so scrumptious. He was indeed a kind-hearted physician and a reincarnated God of Cookery.
Christopher nodded. “Mm-hmm. I have some concerns too. I have planned to ask Boss Mag first, and after verifying with this young gentleman here, I naturally won’t let him drink the rum.”
Lucy, who was confused by their conversation, softly asked, “Mr. Christopher, isn’t this a clinic?”
Although she could feel that these people meant no harm, they seemed to want Darren to eat a certain food to cure his eyes instead of looking for a doctor to cure Darren?
This confused her.
Christopher explained to Lucy, “It’s like this, young maiden. Mamy Restaurant is a very famous restaurant. My eyes were cured because I ate something in this restaurant. The same thing happened to this young gentleman here. Perhaps Boss Mag could help in this circumstance which Dr. Adolphus couldn’t. After all, he frequently performs incredible feats.”
“It’s food, and not medicine?” Lucy furrowed her eyebrows as she still found it difficult to understand. Could a restaurant owner really cure Darren’s eyes?
Vivian consoled Lucy. “Don’t worry, Miss. Boss Mag is a very good person. His food might really have an effect on your brother’s eyes. Many people have already gained a new life here.”
“Alright,” Lucy replied as she looked at the beautiful Vivian, and felt her restlessness go away.
Since Mr. Christopher brought them here, he had to have his reason. Besides, she also had no idea where to bring Darren next. She felt her heart ache every time she saw his disappointed expression.
“I will confirm with Boss Mag again later. He created the dish, so he definitely has a better understanding of it,” Christopher said.
Lucy nodded slightly as she felt more settled.
The restaurant’s door opened outward soon, and a handsome chef walked out. He greeted all the customers who entered the restaurant with a smile.
“Boss Mag, I would like to ask you something.” Christopher brought Lucy and Darren to the restaurant’s door, and asked Mag, “Which one of your dishes is able to cure ophthalmological diseases?”
“Hmm?” Mag was stunned by this old gentleman’s question. This was an unexpected question. Who would ask for medicine at a restaurant?
He took a look at the young boy and the young maiden behind Christopher. The maiden was about 13 or 14 years old. Her complexion was sallow, her figure was emaciated, and her hair was yellow and brittle. She should be suffering from long-term malnutrition. She was looking at him with expectant and timid black eyes.
Meanwhile, the boy next to her was about 10 years old. His complexion looked healthier than hers, but his eyes were dull and white. He was holding the maiden’s hands tightly, so he most likely was blind.
“Oh, it’s like this. I met this pair of siblings earlier. This boy’s eyes couldn’t see, and Dr. Adolphus wasn’t able to help them, either. Therefore, I brought them here to ask you if you have any way to help them,” Christopher explained.
“It might be better to look for a professional doctor if you want to treat the eyes. After all, I am just a chef.” Mag retracted his gaze from that boy, and the omniscient door had already given him the information about this boy’s physical conditions.
“Darren, male, human, 10 years old. He suffers from a serious toxic cataract, and isn’t able to see with his eyes. He might lose his vision forever if this situation continues.”
This was obviously an illness that was beyond him. After all, he could only enhance his customers’ beauty and hair, and increase their standard of living. It wasn’t easy to treat an illness that was so serious.
The gaze of Lucy, who looked very expectant, darkened. It was still not possible.
Christopher shook his head. “But Boss Mag, my decade-old presbyopia was cured this morning after I had rum and roasted pig’s eyes here yesterday. I don’t believe that you can’t cure ophthalmological diseases even if you said so.”
“Yes, Boss Mag. My serious myopia was also cured after eating your roasted pig’s eyes. I really should thank you for that,” the young man who had spoken out earlier said to Mag gratefully. He had made many embarrassing blunders due to his bad eyesight. He broke off with his last girlfriend because he mistakenly held somebody’s wife’s hand on the street.
“Something like that happened?” Mag looked at them in a daze. The roasted pig’s eyes could actually cure myopia and presbyopia?
“An eye for an eye? Damn, this is really… too exaggerated? System, please explain.” Mag frowned as he felt things were not simple.
“The roasted pig’s eyes are made with the eyes of the Fiery Wild Boars that live at the active volcanoes in the Nicolas Mountain Range. To acclimatize to the glaring flames of the volcanoes, the Fiery Wild Boars’ eyes are rich in amino acids that are needed by the human body and a special element, which this system named Serum T for the moment. It can cure many ophthalmological diseases, and the effect is even greater after it is heated up and roasted.”
The system’s voice appeared in Mag’s mind quickly.
