A Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World A Stay–At–Home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World Chapter 585

Chapter 585 What Kind of Mooncake is This?

Mag was very critical of the system for releasing Senbonzakura after Gokuraku Jodo. After all, he was trying to promote Chinese music in this alternate world, but the system seemed to be insisting on converting him into a weaboo.

But then again, Mag and the two girls really did look gorgeous while performing the dance. Their graceful kimonos and intricate fans fluttered through the air, while their wooden clogs clacked on the surface of the stage, keeping up a rhythm that was perfectly in-sync with the music.

This was the most brilliant rendition of the Senbonzakura dance Mag had ever seen. Both the ch.o.r.eography and costumes were the epitome of perfection.

Furthermore, from the reactions of the spectators below the stage, he could tell that they had also been enthralled by the captivating dance.

Mag was feeling very proud and elated at the sight of the confident smile on Amy's face. The timid little girl with low self-esteem was gradually developing confidence and becoming more powerful. Mag was thoroughly enjoying his current lifestyle, deriving satisfaction from cooking while watching Amy grow up every day, and he wished that these days would last forever.

All of a sudden, Mag was struck by the feeling that he was being watched. He had already grown accustomed to being scrutinized by admiring customers, but the attention that he was receiving this time somehow felt a little different. It was as if he were being inspected by a group of predators, and it was not a good

feeling

Mag surrept.i.tiously cast his gaze into the crowd, but was unable to find any suspicious figures. There were close to 2,000 people present, and it clearly wasn't an easy task to find a group of suspicious people among them.

Perhaps I'm just being paranoid? Mag continued to enjoy the dance being performed onstage, but he still made a mental note to himself to remain on high alert.

The sound of the music and screaming spectators rang out across the entire Aden Square, attracting the attention of many pa.s.sersby. It was not common to see such a boisterous celebration taking place in the Aden Square, and many people were already being drawn to the scene.

At the conclusion of the Sebonzakura performance, Amy's trio spread open their fans and put on their final pose. A burst of raucous screams and cheers immediately erupted from below the stage.

Yabemiya's chest was rising and falling quickly as she looked down at the excited spectators. She basked in the cheers being directed toward them, and a joyful smile appeared on her face as all of her nerves completely disappeared.

Sally also wore a smile on her face. Putting on such an ostentatious performance increased her risk of exposure, but she didn't want to miss out on this exhilarating feeling of dancing with Miya and Amy. The response from the crowd acted as further acknowledgment to spur them on.

Amy also wore a wide smile on her little face. She didn't think that so many people would enjoy seeing her dance, and it was a very good feeling

Mag looked on from below the stage with a smile, contributing to the applause from the audience. They deserved all of these cheers and applause. Only he knew how much hard work and effort they had put in for this performance. In some cases, just a single dance move had to be rehea.r.s.ed hundreds of times before it was completely mastered.

The lights gradually dimmed, and the cheers from the spectators slowly died down. When the lights lit up again, Mag had reappeared at the center of the stage. He picked up the microphone with a smile, and said, “That beautiful dance was the perfect beginning to our celebration. I'm so very proud of them. A compulsory element that must be present during the moon festival is the mooncake. I made many mooncakes for everyone today, and you may come forward to the stage to collect them now. Each person, including children, will get two mooncakes. I hope everyone can line up in an orderly fas.h.i.+on, and I guarantee that everyone will get their mooncakes.”

“This is it!”

“I've been getting tortured by this aroma for half an hour! Will I finally get to taste it now?”

“Two per person? Boss Mag is so generous!”

Another burst of cheers immediately rang out. Many of the people present had come exclusively to taste Mag's mooncakes, and they were finally going to have that wish fulfilled.

Lining up was something that regular customers of Mamy Restaurant were accustomed to. As such, 16 lines were quickly established in front of the stage. Even though the lines were very long, they weren't chaotic in the slightest, and no one tried to skip ahead of anyone.

“There are eight different flavors of mooncakes, but due to the large number of people here, I've decided to hand them out at random. I hope everyone likes my mooncakes.” A smile appeared on Mag's face as he looked at the orderly lines. It was quite apparent that the rules of Mamy Restaurant had been deeply ingrained into everyone's hearts.

“No problem! Anything tastes good as long as it's made by you, Boss Mag!”

A burst of raucous laughter erupted to support this statement.

Mag, Yabemiya, Sally, Xixi, Lulu, Luna, Vivian, Blour, Anna, Rebecca, and Daphne's mother were responsible for handing out the mooncakes.

One mooncake after another was distributed to the customers, and even though the mooncakes weren't very large, none of the customers were disappointed. They knew that Boss Mag's food would more than make up for its lack in quant.i.ty with outrageously fantastic quality.

Furthermore, after witnessing such a glorious dance, no one could even bring themselves to be in a foul mood anymore.

“Hmm! This green bean paste mooncake is so delicious! The filling is sweet and refres.h.i.+ng, while the skin is sumptuous and savory. So this is a mooncake! It's fantastic!”

“My egg yolk filling is the best! The savory egg yolk is incredibly delicious! It's hard to imagine how a whole egg yolk is able to appear in a mooncake like this; it's like magic! After biting into the mooncake, the filling and the skin combine to create an irresistible flavor!”

“I've got a bacon mooncake! It has a really meaty flavor and it's very oily, but not greasy. This is the perfect combination of a meat dish and a dessert; no other mooncake flavor can

compare!”

“Aren't mooncakes supposed to be a dessert food? How can bacon-flavored mooncake possibly taste good? Look at mine: this is a crystal sugar mooncake. I feel like I've been plunged into a jar of honey after taking just a single bite. This is what a true mooncake should be!”

“I've got a snow skin mooncake. It's really cool and bouncy…”

The customers all began to devour their mooncakes. After finis.h.i.+ng them, they began to argue with each other about who had been given the mooncakes with the best flavor. The situation was similar to the tense relations.h.i.+p between the sweet and savory tofu pudding factions, except there were eight factions this time, so the conflict was a lot more chaotic.

“I don't care about what flavor anyone else got, and I'm not interested in arguing with anyone. However, Boss Mag, I have to ask you this: what flavor mooncake am I eating right now? I bit into it and could taste sunflower seeds, peanuts, and sesame seeds, as well as two other nuts or seeds that I can't identify. What kind of mooncake is this?” Harrison asked loudly.