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A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World
Chapter 831 - I Think We Climbed the Wrong Mountain…Chapter 831 I Think We Climbed the Wrong Mountain…
Women really are enigmatic creatures. Mag couldn’t help but shake his head as he made his way downstairs.
He’d prepared a pink princess suite for Babla, a snow and ice themed room for Sally, and a starry sky themed room for Miya.
However, Babla chose the snow and ice room, Miya chose the princess suite, and Sally chose the starry sky room. Furthermore, all three of them were genuinely happy as if they’d all received their first choices, leaving Mag quite perplexed.
“This is great! I finally have a room that’s not pink!” Babla twirled around in her room with an excited look on her face. She then nodded with a pleased expression as she said, “Only snow and ice can match my disposition; pink no longer suits me anymore.”
“It really is a wonderful feeling to be able to see a starry night sky even while lying in bed.” Sally looked up at the stars on the ceiling as she lay on her bed, and she was struck by a soothing sensation.
The bed that she was lying on was extremely soft and warm, just like the bed she’d slept on the night before… Upon recalling the events that had transpired the night before, a faint blush appeared on Sally’s face again.
“Wow, a pink bed, pink blankets, and pink walls! It’s so pretty and adorable!” Yabemiya carefully sat down onto her bed, looking around at the room in a slightly entranced state. Never would she have thought that she’d come into possession of such a beautiful pink room someday.
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Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWithin the garden of the Moreton Manor.
“Master, the contest between Young Mistress Gloria and Young Master Cyril will conclude in three days,” the butler said to Jeffree in a respectful manner as the latter was pruning a small pine tree.
Jeffree continued to prune the tree calmly as he said, “Then let’s wait for the result in three days.”
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The brine has been made, but it’ll be three days before it can be used. I’m really looking forward to the first batch of stinky tofu to ever appear on the Norland Continent. A peculiar smile appeared on Mag’s face as he looked at the large earthenware jug positioned in a corner of the kitchen. He was already envisioning the customers’ reactions to such a polarizing dish.
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The sun gradually set, and its dying rays colored the ground a warm red hue.
Two figures climbed to the summit of a tall mountain outside Chaos City with great difficulty.
“Are we… there yet?” Abraham asked in a feeble voice as he turned to the beast tamer beside him. His lavish robes had already been torn by branches on the way here, and he was looking quite disheveled.
Having already climbed onto the mountain summit, the beast tamer cast an expectant gaze into the distance, only to find more and more mountains after this one with no end in sight.
The beast tamer immediately faltered, and a horrified look slowly appeared on his face as a thought suddenly occurred to him. His body began to tremble as he turned in another direction, where a large city lay, but a mountain stood between the city and the mountain summit that he was situated on.
“D… Duke Abraham, I think… we climbed the wrong mountain…” the beast tamer said in a trembling voice.
Abraham was rather perplexed to hear this. “Climbed the wrong mountain? What do you mean?”
The beast tamer gulped in a nervous manner, and then said with difficulty, “What I’m saying is… we have to climb back down this mountain, then scale that mountain over there, then—”
“Piss off!”
Before the beast tamer had a chance to finish, Abraham had already kicked him down the mountain. He then turned to Chaos City with an expression of grief and fury as he let loose an almighty roar of frustration.
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The lights in the Blue Suede clothing shop were on for an entire night. The slightly cramped and chaotic shop space had already been completely transformed. All of the tailors and equipment had been transferred elsewhere, leaving a few delightful ornaments and dresses of different styles and colors inside the spacious shop.
As a result, the shop looked a little bare, but that only worked to further accentuate the beauty of the dresses that had been positioned at the center of the store.
“Young Mistress, everything has been taken care of; you should take a rest,” Mars said with a sympathetic expression while Gloria continued to work tirelessly, carefully examining the newly transformed shop space.
She picked up a scrap of paper in the corner, then turned to Mars with a smile, and shook her head as she replied, “I don’t need to rest; I don’t feel tired at all. However, I’ll need you to head over to the workshop to see if the tailors have any additional requirements that would ensure their satisfaction with their work environment.”
Mars looked into Gloria’s excited eyes, and a faint smile also appeared on his face as he nodded in response. “Alright, I’ll do that right away.”
The Blue Suede clothing shop had become a place that was extremely popular among the upper-class women of Chaos City due to Gloria’s splendid showing during the banquet held by the Chamber of Commerce.
The 30 custom-made dresses had all been ordered in less than half a day, and many women were disappointed to hear that no further dresses of that style would be produced.
Thankfully, the clothing shop was going to release two new styles of dresses, and announced that there was no cap on the supply of those two styles, so many women were naturally attracted to the store by this news.
At the crack of dawn, a series of lavish horse-drawn carriages had already stopped outside the shop, following which one lavish noblewoman after another disembarked, and then formed a long line outside the clothing shop.
“Hmm? Didn’t you say that you needed your beauty sleep and weren’t coming today?”
“Didn’t you say that you don’t even like these dresses and didn’t want to come?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSome of the noblewomen conversed with one another with elegant smiles on their faces, while others were already aiming barbed insults at each other.
On this day, the customers lined up outside the Blue Suede clothing shop and Mamy Restaurant presented quite a spectacle to behold.
Night fell, and the employee closed the doors of the Blue Sude clothing shop. Their throats were all dry and hoarse from constant talking, and they felt as if their legs had been filled with lead, but all of them wore excited expressions on their faces.
Many of the employees had been working for a few years at the shop, and there had always been a severe lack of customers, breeding among them complacency, but also a sense of uneasiness about whether the shop would close down and render them unemployed. Never would they have thought that their shop would be packed to the rafters by customers someday.
All of the employees had been quite skeptical about Gloria’s ability to make Blue Suede a profitable business within the short span of a month, but all of their doubts had been completely eradicated now. This young and beautiful employer of theirs was definitely going to take Blue Suede to staggering new heights.
Inside the office, Mars appraised Gloria with a smile as he reported, “Young Mistress, we sold a total of 220 dresses today; almost half of our supply. Each dress was sold for 2,000 copper coins, amounting to a total of 440,000 copper coins. With the addition of the 30 custom-made dresses, we should have earned around 4,000,000 copper coins by the conclusion of this month-long contest, and that amounts to around 2,800,000 copper coins of profit.”
Gloria wore an excited look on her face, and contemplated this report for a while before replying, “Hold back the custom-made dresses until the final day of the contest, and don’t include it in our accounts book for now.”
“Alright, I’ll get that organized right away.” Mars nodded before turning to leave, and the smile on his face grew even more pronounced. The young mistress is becoming more and more mature.