A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World

At the end of the line, the secretary said to Scheer, who was wearing a red down jacket, "Miss, there are many people in the line, why don't I line up and buy it for you? We most likely would only get to eat breakfast when it's close to the closing time if we join the line at this point."

"That will be alright." Scheer smiled.

The secretary wanted to speak up but cleverly didn't.

"So, Mamy Restaurant's breakfast hour is also so boisterous. Mr. Mag indeed has an irresistible charm." Scheer looked at the long line in front of her and curved her lips upwards.

She didn't know why, but she was getting increasingly curious about Mag.

Be it his extraordinary culinary skills, amazing inventions or unique ability to dabble in different industries.

He could cook, work and make clothes, trains and cannons.

However, such a man was happy to spend most of his time in the kitchen, just content to serve his customers with the scrumptious food.

Scheer had never met a man like him before, and a man like him had never appeared in the Norland Continent's historical records before either.

The more she came in contact with him, the more she found him unfathomable, as though he was hiding a huge secret.

However, she got even more curious because of that, and she wanted to find out about it.

There had never been a man who could give her such a sensation before.

This was rather special to Scheer, who had spent all her time and effort on the business in her past 18 years.

Of course, she didn't think she would fall for a man easily.

However, if that man was Mag, she was willing to observe her inner feelings more closely.

After all, be it the steam engine, or the colored printer, that most probably come from him, they were all creations that could change the world.

Such an outstanding man, and one who could even cook so well, could make any woman fall for him.

The restaurant started its operation and the two young elves at the door began to sell the 'Little Mermaid' picture books too.

The exquisite picture books were loved by everyone and many came specially to buy the picture book.

However, according to the rules, the customers who were lining up to go eat at the restaurant, had the priority to buy the picture books first and they were limited to two per customer. This helped to prevent the action of scalpering to a certain extent.

Scheer walked to the restaurant's door and looked at the life-sized stand-up of Annie. She pondered briefly before taking out the money to buy one picture book.

She already had one at home, so she bought this one to show her support. It was her thoughts that counted.

The new product on the little blackboard had attracted her attention. Sichuan spicy wontons in red oil sounded rather festive.

However, many dishes in Mamy Restaurant were a new product to her. She had a lot of matters to deal with daily, so she didn't have the time to line up for hours just to eat a meal.

A maiden behind Scheer beat her tired legs as she murmured, "If only I can become the lady boss of Mamy Restaurant. Not only will I not need to line up, I can even get to eat the tofu pudding that has a beautifying effect daily. I can just lie down and collect money. Moreover, Boss Mag is so handsome."

Scheer turned her head and used her smart brain to seriously consider it. "It sounds like a good investment."

Perhaps, this maiden had no idea, but Boss Mag had more than this restaurant. He still had half of the equity to the steam engine and 10% equity of all the future railroads. It would be a terrifying amount of wealth.

Apart from that, he could even usher in a brand new color printing age for the paper media and subvert a very imaginative industry.

Judging from this area, the ladies in Chaos City indeed had good taste.

After all, the perfect husband candidate in the hearts of so many maidens wasn't just a chef or the boss of a restaurant. He was, in fact, a secret business tycoon.

Scheer and her secretary sat at a corner seat. It was about 8:40 a.m. and the breakfast service was almost over. Most of the workers had gone to work, so there were quite a few empty seats in the restaurant.

"Hello, what would you like to order?" Yabemiya came to the table. Even though she had been busy for the whole morning, there was still an energetic smile on her face.

Scheer looked at Yabemiya and smilingly said, "I would like to have a helping of Sichuan spicy wontons in red oil."

"This is a spicy dish." Miya reminded her. They had had a meal together before, so she didn't feel so distant from her.

"It's fine. It's cold out there, so it's perfect to eat something spicy. It wouldn't be as spicy as the hot pot, right?"

"It's not. After all, the hot pot isn't suitable to be eaten as breakfast." Yabemiya shook her head with a smile. She took the secretary's order of soup dumplings before walking to the kitchen. Her golden ponytail was swinging behind her head.

Scheer surveyed the restaurant once again. Amy should be in school now. Only that fat and rotund orange cat was crouching on the bar counter with one of its paws hanging down. Its eyes were narrowed lazily.

Babla sat on the barstool behind the counter. She pointed her fingers around in the restaurant every now and then and a helping of breakfast would fly out of the kitchen and land in front of the customer steadily.

Scheer had a deep impression of this princess from the Moon Nation.

Scheer was surprised that she was still working at Mamy Restaurant as a server with her identity and after the teleportation portal successfully linked between the Moon Nation and Mamy Restaurant she still helped to build the seal spell formation to seal the devil twice.

There was also Gina, that gentle mermaid and the Lantisdean princess who could stop children crying in a second. She also continued to stay in Mamy Restaurant.

Scheer turned her gaze to Mag, who was busy in the kitchen. It was hard to ignore that strapping figure and sharp side profile.

"What are they really after? Are they really after his dishes?" Scheer pondered with a frown. As a business person, she always calculated the benefits and interests very carefully.The source of thɪs content is N(o)vᴇl(ꜰ)ire.nᴇt

Hence, after she thought about it seriously for a long time, she reached a conclusion: They were after his body.

"Excuse me, your Sichuan spicy wontons in red oil." A voice spoke up next to her ears and a helping of Sichuan spicy wontons in red oil landed in front of her steadily. The red soup didn't even tremble.

Scheer retracted her thoughts and smiled at Babla, who was also smiling at her from behind the counter, before looking at the wontons in front of her.

The red soup and white wontons had fresh chopped green onions and sesame seeds scattered all over them. The aroma of the chicken soup already greeted her nose.

Scheer's stomach growled when she smelled the aroma, as she had woken up early and lined up for more than two hours.

Although the red oil made her throat feel tight, it didn't look too greasy.

She picked up the spoon and used the chopsticks to place one wonton in it. The delicately wrapped wonton looked exquisite and adorable.