Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant Chapter 1972 - Have You Seen My Goose?

Chapter 1972: Have You Seen My Goose?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Mag stood behind the floor-to-ceiling windows, and smiled as he looked at those customers engaged in a heated discussion regarding the roast goose.

The best way to appease a foodie was to give them a new dish. Even an advance notice could make them expectant for the whole morning.

Amy came downstairs in a pretty dress, and expectantly asked, “Father, when will Jessica come?”

“Her mother will bring her over when she goes to work. Little Amy, you only need to wait for her at home,” Mag replied with a smile.

“Alright.” Amy nodded. She picked up Ugly Duckling, who was at her feet, and also asked, “Then, when can we eat roast goose again?”

Ugly Duckling, which had sleepy eyes, instantly opened them wide, and looked at Mag and Amy warily, as if it was worried that it would become the ingredient.

“If Little Amy likes it, we can have roast goose again for lunch.” Mag said with a smile. He turned his gaze, and looked at Ugly Duckling smilingly. “However, we still don’t have a goose for today.”

“Meow, meow, meow?” Ugly Duckling perked its head up, and called out to Mag in a panic, as if it was trying to declare its ident.i.ty.

“Yes. The story said that the ugly duckling grew wings when spring came, and flew into the sky, becoming a white swan.” Amy nodded, and seriously said to Ugly Duckling, “Ugly Duckling, spring is almost here, and you already know how to fly too. It’s time to cook you. Face your fate.”

“Meow, meow??” Ugly Duckling glared at the father and daughter. I might not be a real duck, but you guys are real animals!

Mag stopped teasing Ugly Duckling, and asked Amy, “Alright, what do you want to have for breakfast? Father will make it for you.”

“I want to eat youtiao. I want to dip it in the spicy sauce. That spicy sauce tastes great,” Amy replied without any hesitation.

“You can eat it that way too?” Mag c.o.c.ked his eyebrows. He had never doubted the natural foodie talents of Amy, the little chowhound, but eating youtiao with the spicy sauce still shocked him a little. He wondered how the spicy sauce compared to the Lao Gan Ma¹.

“Yes, yes. You can use it as a dip for anything. It’s delicious.” Amy nodded, fully expressing her love for this spicy sauce.

After the breakfast service ended, Rebecca brought Jessica to the restaurant.

After giving her child a few instructions, Rebecca rushed to Mana Hot Pot Restaurant to start her work. Mag knew she deliberately sent her child after the restaurant ended its breakfast service so they would not bother him.

The children went upstairs to play, and Mag made a pot of black tea for himself. He sat next to the floor-to-ceiling window.

He didn’t want to think about the matters of the Great Old Ones and the war. He could only depend on Chaos City and the races in the Peace Alliance for intel.

He checked on his religious score. It had already risen to around 25,000 points.

This was already a rather exaggerated number. One had to know that these were only the fans attracted by the video playing on a loop at the Delicacy Extravaganza.

He was only 25,000 religious points away from the next level. If there wasn’t any unexpected incident, he wouldn’t be able to complete that with the current Delicacy Extravaganza.

However, the Perfect Food‘s report wasn’t released, and his column wasn’t up yet. Mag was still rather expectant about the spread and influence of the written media.

Since he had nothing to do in the morning, Mag specially wrote his first column: the first disclosure of the eggplant with garlic sauce’s recipe!

The eggplant with garlic sauce was Mamy Restaurant’s most famous dish now. Although his top objective was to promote the octopus tentacle, from the perspective of increasing his influence, the eggplant with garlic sauce was obviously the best choice.

Writing a column was mentally exhausting. It took him almost the whole morning to just write a short column, and he even threw away a few versions.

***

“Mother, did you find Gaga over there?”

“No. I have searched all over, and I can’t find Gaga. Don’t panic, Sicarra. We definitely will find it when we search slowly.” A middle-aged wealthy lady with a self-reproaching expression was consoling a young maiden with reddened eyes.

“We can’t find it. We can’t find it anywhere. Gaga must have been kidnapped and eaten. It’s so pitiful. It’s just a child… Gaga is such a poor thing…” Sicarra burst out into tears right on the spot, attracting all the pa.s.sers-by’s attention.

“Don’t cry, don’t cry. It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have let it loiter at the door. I never thought that someone would catch it…” Genevieve wiped the tears away for her with self-reproach as she said, “Let’s continue to look for it. Perhaps it only flew away. We just have to ask around, and someone might have seen it. Perhaps it could come back by itself.”

Sicarra slowly stopped crying, and sobbingly asked, “Really?”

“Of course. I know Gaga is very important to you. I will look for it together with you.” Genevieve nodded, sighing inwardly.

Gaga was Sicarra’s pet goose. She had hatched it from an egg, and personally raised it like a precious treasure.

Sicarra had to go out, and she couldn’t bring Gaga along, so she asked Genevieve to look after Gaga for her.

Genevieve was operating a big breakfast shop at Aden Square. She forgot about Gaga when she got busy. She only asked a staff member to let Gaga roam around at the shop’s front. Gaga was already missing after she was done with her work. It seemed to have been taken away by a woman.

Sicarra instantly broke down when she returned and heard this news. She dragged Genevieve everywhere in search of Gaga.

Sicarra stopped a pa.s.ser-by, and asked, “h.e.l.lo, have you seen a goose? It’s fat and white with a yellow mouth. It makes ‘gaga’ sounds when it calls. It’s about this big, and can fly a little.”

That pa.s.ser-by pondered for a while before pointing to the market not far away, and saying, “Based on your descriptions, there are plenty of them in the market over there.”

“Thank you. My Gaga isn’t a normal goose. It’s a unique goose,” Sicarra said disappointedly but politely.

“Excuse me, have you seen…” Genevieve also began to ask the pa.s.sers-by.

However, the more they asked, the more disappointed they were. n.o.body would notice a goose, let alone provide any useful information.

“Goose? Perhaps you can check out Mamy Restaurant,” a pa.s.ser-by who was in a hurry casually said after being stopped.

“Mamy Restaurant?” Their eyes lit up. This was the first time they had gotten distinct information that pointed them to a certain place. They wanted to ask more, but that pa.s.ser-by was already gone.

“Mother, do you think that Gaga is really at Mamy Restaurant? Could it be already eaten since it’s at a restaurant?” Sicarra asked Genevieve with antic.i.p.ation and worry.

Genevieve held Sicarra’s hand, and consoled, “Don’t worry. We have at least gotten useful information. Let’s go and check out this Mamy Restaurant first. If Gaga is really there, we can use 10 roast geese to exchange for it. We won’t allow it to be harmed.”

“Mm-hmm.” Sicarra nodded. She followed Genevieve to the address they had gotten from a pa.s.ser-by, and walked towards the Mamy Restaurant in the east of Aden Square.

When they arrived, they saw three children playing at the door.