Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

Chapter 732 - Do You Think This Continent Should be United or Divided?

Chapter 732 Do You Think This Continent Should be United or Divided?

The crowd in front of Cary’s Rotisserie gradually dispersed, while Josh’s orders to abolish the existence of noble-exclusive restaurants spread through the entire food street like wildfire.

It was said that a legendary chef had set up a small stall, defeating the entire Cary’s Rotisserie with his individual cooking prowess. This story had been sensationalized into many different editions, each one more spectacular and more thrilling than the previous one.

However, regardless of which edition was being told, the chef in the story had been cemented as a hero, one that fought for respect and equality for all commoners!

Thus, the name of a certain Mamy Restaurant began to circulate throughout the foodie circle of Rodu. Many people were simply unable to forget the delectable roast beef they had tasted, and were beginning to try and track down this restaurant.

However, no one was able to discover any information about this restaurant, let alone find out its address.

Thankfully, it was said that this mysterious chef was going to be cooking for the king during his birthday banquet coming up on the next day, so more information should be disclosed on that occasion.

After all, his roast beef had received glowing praise from Duke Abraham, so there was no way that he would disappear just like that.

The elation of the commoners was intermingled with a less than joyful reaction from the owners of the noble-exclusive restaurants.

The restaurants that had commoner prohibition signs plastered onto their doors were all restaurants that had no lack of customers. For restaurants like those, the noble-exclusive policy was very desirable as patronage exclusively from nobles could bring them additional benefits outside of monetary gain.

However, no one dared to oppose the prince’s orders. After all, the head chef of Cary’s Rotisserie had already been made into an example to intimidate everyone, so no restaurant owners dared to try their luck.

All of them were lamenting their ill fortune and considering how they were going to respond to the displeasure of the nobles.

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“Congratulations on completing the mission; a stinky tofu recipe has already been delivered!”

The system’s voice sounded within Mag’s mind as he sat in a streetside booth, followed by the emergence of a shimmering golden experience bag.

“Stinky tofu, eh? That’s a dish that everyone loves to hate.” Mag fell into deep thought as he looked at the experience bag.

“I didn’t think you’d have such strong tastes,” the system mocked.

Mag ignored the system as he thought to himself, Stinky tofu is one of the kings of street food known for its distinct putrid aroma, so it’s much more suited to being sold in an outdoor stall rather than in an enclosed restaurant.

Those who love stinky tofu swear by it, yet those who hate it are inclined to puke at the mere sight of it.

Such a polarizing dish with such a powerful and distinct aroma was not very suitable to be placed onto the restaurant’s menu.

Even Mag himself wasn’t sure that he would be able to handle staying in the kitchen if it smelled like stinky tofu all day long.

It would be a massive waste not to learn such a classic dish, but it’s really not suited to be sold in the restaurant... It would be best to set up a roadside stall to sell it, Mag contemplated.

This was quite an interesting predicament for him to face.

“Father, Father, are you thinking about Big Sister Irina?” Amy swayed Mag’s arm from side to side.

“Hmm?” Mag returned to his senses as he turned his gaze toward Amy.

“I can tell that you’ve been thinking about something ever since Big Sister Irina left.” Amy looked at Mag with a knowing smile as she said, “It’s alright, Big Sister Irina told me that she would come back to see me. When she does, I’ll take you along with me, so you’ll have to work hard!”

“Er...” Mag didn’t know whether he should laugh or cry about Amy’s insistence on playing matchmaker for him and Irina.

“Big Sister Irina told me to keep an eye on you and get other women to stay away from you; that means she also likes you!” Amy whispered into Mag’s ear.

Mag’s eyelids twitched upon hearing this. He didn’t think that Irina would try to plant a spy right next to him like this. “So you’re on her side now?”

“Of course not! I’m on your side, Father.” Amy shook her head firmly.

Mag heaved a faint sigh of relief. Thankfully, Amy hadn’t completely crossed over to the dark side.

“However, Big Sister Irina is a good person, so you can’t hurt her, Father. That’s why I’ll be keeping an eye on you for her, and I’ll use fireballs to burn any woman who approaches you with bad intentions!” Amy said with a serious expression.

As expected of Amy’s mother; they’ve only been together for one afternoon, and she already has Amy wrapped around her finger. A resigned look appeared on Mag’s face as he nodded, “Alright, I’ll do as you say.”

“Yay!” Amy clapped her little hands together in a joyful manner. It would be great if Father and Big Sister Irina can live together. When Mother comes back, we’ll all be one big happy family!

Krassu and Novan had gone out for a while, and they only returned after all of the dishes had arrived onto the table.

Mag was rather curious what they had done while they were away, but he could sense that their short detour had been more meaningful than a simple trip to the toilet or something of such mundane nature.

The dishes they had ordered gave Mag a few pleasant surprises. This was the most renowned restaurant on the entire food street, and their signature roast chicken was quite exquisite—as were their other dishes. They were on an entirely different level compared to the restaurants in Chaos City.

Looks like it won’t be easy to become the God of Cookery of the Norland Continent. Mag picked up a dessert food that was as transparent as crystal, and held it up in front of his eyes for careful examination.

However, he was also filled with confidence at the same time.

He had been chosen by God, and failure was not an option for him.

As such, he had to walk down this path to the very end.

Novan put down his chopsticks, and turned to Mag with a smile as he asked, “Boss Mag, is this your first time in Rodu?”

Mag hesitated momentarily before nodding with a smile as he replied, “Kind of.”

“What do you think of Rodu compared to Chaos City?” Novan asked.

Mag thought about this carefully before replying, “Chaos City epitomizes the concept of equality, a concept which is nothing more than a distant dream for the commoners of Rodu. That point alone makes me prefer Chaos City over Rodu.”

A gratified smile appeared on Novan’s face as he sighed. “The path to equality is just as grand as it is arduous. Even Chaos City is far away from reaching true equality.”

“True equality doesn’t exist so long as human nature remains. After all, who can truly be selfless enough to treat everyone else as equal to themselves?” Mag shook his head in response.

Novan’s eyes lit up as he smiled, and said, “You really are an interesting man, Mr. Mag.”

He then hesitated momentarily before adopting a serious expression as he continued, “Mr. Mag, do you think the continent should be united or divided?”