Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Now, everyone was gazing at Amy and her food, craning their necks trying to get a better look at whatever was giving off such a tempting smell.
Amy picked up her chopsticks, put a piece of brown chicken into her mouth, and started chewing happily. There was a trace of soup on her lips. After she swallowed, she licked her lips with a delighted smile.
Everyone’s mouth started watering.
“It’s very good,” Amy whispered. Then she ate a piece of shiitake. She added some soup into the rice and took a bite, swinging her body side to side.
Some customers couldn’t resist their urges anymore.
“Oh, look at her! That food she’s eating must be really good!”
“Excuse me, I’d like a braised chicken and rice, please!”
“I only have eight gold coins on me; it seems I can’t eat tofu pudding today. I’ll have a braised chicken and rice.”
He’s having her eat here on purpose. A smart move! Robert thought as he looked at Mag. Maybe I’ll have a braised chicken and rice too.
She doesn’t like the food—she’s just faking it! Rood told himself, but he couldn’t tear his eyes away from the braised chicken. He continued swallowing saliva.
“She’s so cute! I want to have a lot of babies, Lulu,” Xixi said, turning to face him.
“Okay. I’ll make money to provide for our big family,” Lulu replied, but there was something sad in his smile.
Xixi smiled. “We’ll have to find a place where they can’t find us.” Then she looked at Amy again and touched her stomach. “I’m hungry…”
Lulu smiled at her lovingly. “Let’s order something for you to eat.”
Xixi nodded happily.
“Excuse me, can I have the food that little girl is eating?” Lulu said to Yabemiya.
Yabemiya shook her head with a smile. “I’m afraid you’ll have to wait. You can order braised chicken after you’re seated.”
“Thank you. It won’t sell out by then, right?” Xixi asked.
“No, it won’t,” answered Yabemiya. Thanks to Amy, some people had ordered braised chicken, but most customers couldn’t afford it.
“Thank you,” said Xixi, smiling.
Yabemiya found herself envious of their love for each other. I don’t think anyone will ever love me. She cleared her mind of such thoughts and got back to work.
More strong and distinctive smells came out as Mag cooked. The customers waiting got hungrier by the minute.
They argued outside, but once inside, nobody speaks loudly, Robert thought. Then he turned his eyes on Harrison, whose fat was shaking wildly. He isn’t faking that; he’s really enjoying his food. No, everybody is enjoying their food. It’s unbelievable.
Now, Robert considered it completely normal for Mamy Restaurant to have over 300 customers in the morning and earn 150,000 copper coins. This restaurant may dominate the food competition.
No. The food is terrible; the customers are all hired by the owner, Rood thought as he stared at the roujiamo in a man’s hand, his mouth was still watering.
Most of the customers were very considerate; they finished their food quickly to let the people waiting have seats.
When Robert sat down, he picked up the menu. It’s so smooth and soft! And he put such a fabulous menu on each and every table.
He looked at the menu for a moment, and then handed it to Rood, who was sitting opposite him. “It’s my treat. Order anything you want, Rood.”
“Thank you, Deputy President,” Rood said. He was just a lowly worker; his monthly salary was only 4,000 copper coins.
“We’ll put their food to the test,” said Robert. He could tell that Rood was still harboring some doubts.
“I’ll have a roujiamo, then,” Rood said after hesitating a while.
