A Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World Chapter 83

Chapter 83: I've Brought My Own Chair

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

The long queue had drawn a lot of attention.

This corner on the Aden Square had only unusual shops, like magic potion shop, forge, etc., so n.o.body would come here unless they had to or they were just strolling.

People had never seen such a long waiting line before any shop or restaurant, so they were pretty intrigued. The grand restaurant and the expectant faces made them curious.

What does it sell? The owner has so many customers just waiting outside? they wondered.

What was more surprising was that these customers were waiting quietly. People who knew each other might talk to one another in a low voice now and then, but unlike other restaurants, they were not very restless and impatient.

This atmosphere and their expectant faces gathered some onlookers. Although they didn't join the long line, they stayed. They wanted to find out what this restaurant had to offer.

Mag was startled by the long queue. He had never thought that so many people would come so early.

Besides, the queue had managed to attract over 20 spectators. He was not very confident that all of them would become his customers, but there was a high chance that some would.

“Oh, finally. Mag, I've waited for a half hour,” the young man standing at the head of the line complained, though his eyes shone with delight.

“We follow the opening hours on the signboard here. You can come when it suits you. Now, come in, please,” Mag said with a smile, holding the door open. There was no apology on his face, though.

He was not prepared to compromise on opening hours. He needed enough time to rest and prepare. Moreover, if this rule were broken, he would have to open earlier and close later again and again. That was the last thing he wanted. He didn't like the idea of losing his rest day.

The young man nodded. “I know. It's the rule. I'd like two roujiamos please,” he said as he walked in.

He had seen Mag and Amy eating inside and found Mag a little unreasonable when he didn't let them in.

That being said, he had to forgive him on account of the tasty food. After all, he would never eat anything this good in another restaurant even if he waited for one day.

Kra.s.su walked up to the door and smiled. “Mag, have you given any thought to—”

“Sir, please come in and place your order first. We don't want to make the ones behind you wait for too long, do we?” Mag interrupted with an impeccable smile and a perfect excuse.

“No.” Kra.s.su had no choice but to bite back his words and limped inside, leaning on his staff. When he saw Amy, who was playing with her kitten at the counter, his eyes brightened again. He hurriedly walked to the table near the counter and seated himself. “Good evening, little girl,” he said to Amy, smiling.

Amy raised her head and took a glance at Kra.s.su. “Good evening, white-bearded grandpa.” She caught sight of his staff, which had a sapphire at the top. “Is that a magic staff? The one that every magic caster has?” she asked curiously.

“Yes. And it's not a normal magic staff. Apart from performing magic, it could be used to hit my enemies. I have hit a dragon's head with it once,” Kra.s.su answered with a smile, gently running his hand along the staff. Suddenly, he found himself missing the old times. When he was young, his fearlessness had won him the nickname “Mad Magic Caster”, but this renown seemed to have all but faded.

“Good for you,” Amy said indifferently as she stared at the sapphire. Obviously, she was more interested in the s.h.i.+ning gem.

Kra.s.su had intended to brag about his past, but Amy's indifference really put a damper on his speech. He gave an awkward smile and stopped talking.

At least he had found an opportunity to talk to Amy, so he wasn't in a rush. This little girl must have many interests, and I only need to find one to coax her into leaving with me. He turned and saw Mag walking in. “Mag, I'd like two plates of Yangzhou fried rice. Please serve them up separately.”

Mag nodded. “Okay, please wait a sec.” He turned around and went into the kitchen. I just taught Amy to detect deception this noon, and now this evil-willed Kra.s.su wants to trick her into becoming his disciple. He can be used to a.s.sess my teaching's results. If I have overlooked something, I'll make it up with Amy later tonight.

All the customers had entered, and still the restaurant was not full. That was the benefit of a larger restaurant. There were 16 tables and each was able to seat four people, so it could accommodate up to 64 customers at one time.

Many customers were sitting alone; few were sharing the table with strangers. They had no choice but to share their table when there were more customers.

Out of curiosity, many onlookers came in as well, but when they saw only two dishes and their high prices, most of them shook their heads and left.

The owner here must be out of his mind, the ones that had left thought. 600 copper coins for a plate of Yangzhou fried rice? Many people have to work for days to earn that money.

Others who had some coins in their pocket stayed, but didn't place their order right away. They had planned to wait and see the food first.

A man's voice rang out. “Mag, I've brought my own chair. Can I come in?” The door was pushed open and a demon stuck his head in the door.

Some customers were startled, and some were looking at him with alarm. Lava demons were known for their grumpy temper, and this one was surely not a good-tempered one.

“Big Bald Head, don't be so loud, or I'll set you on fire,” Amy said sullenly as she looked at Sargeras. She didn't want him to frighten the customers.

Sargeras gave an apologetic smile right away. He remembered all too well the sting of her little fireball. He had earned nine gold coins from his quests today. He didn't want to cause any trouble, because he needed the roujiamo here. So, he lowered his voice. “Mag…”

The lava demon was like a sheep in his restaurant. Mag wanted to laugh. Never thought he would bring a chair. Maybe he was a little scared by the 10-dollar chair.He walked to the kitchen door and nodded. “Sure. Come in.”

Sargeras opened the door, walked in with a humble iron chair, and took a seat by the door. He opened his mouth to order food, but the sight of Kra.s.su choked off his words. His eyes widened. Isn't that…