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

“Say, is Boss Mag really not coming back for a month?” Harrison sighed loudly as he looked at the tightly shut door in front of Mamy Restaurant.

“Didn’t you say you wanted to lose weight? Get moving in this one month when Boss Mag is not around. The lady is still waiting for you to marry her,” Gjerj said with a chuckle as he smacked Harrison’s tummy.

“Sigh. This is all gentleness that can’t be shed.” Harrison stroked his stomach and sighed helplessly.

“You don’t want to marry Miss Georgina?”

“No way!” Harrison shook his head. “I… I’ll go over there to have a pancake while I take a walk.”

The line outside Mamy Restaurant was a lot shorter, but there were more housewives and restaurant chefs with stools and notebooks outside, watching the tutorial videos seriously.

For the past few days, Mamy Restaurant was closed, but the news of its owner teaching more than 10 of its dishes for free had spread all over Chaos City.

Mamy Restaurant, as the most popular restaurant in Chaos City, was known for its prices and delicacies.

The news of the owner disclosing his recipe and having a video tutorial took many housewives who wanted to improve their culinary skills by surprise.

On top of that, the restaurant owners who had been keeping their eyes on Mamy Restaurant for a long time quickly sent their chefs to the restaurant to copy the recipes upon hearing the news.

During this period, there had been many mock Mamy Restaurants popping up in Aden Square that had garnered a lot of attention and customers through their advertising.

If they could learn the crux of just a few of the dishes, their restaurant would have their signature dishes, and they would no longer need to worry about their customer base.

“Buck up, all of you. Our goal today is to learn the braised chicken and rice. Whoever can recreate it the best will be the new head chef with more than 100,000 copper coins for your monthly salary!” one restaurant owner said passionately with his fists clenched in front of his employees.

The employees all took out their notebooks, and started staring at the screen and scribbling furiously upon hearing what their boss said.

“Boss Mag is such a generous person,” Mobai lamented as he squatted at the entrance of his blacksmith store with a bowl of white rice in his hands.

“Will this affect Boss Mag’s business when he comes back in the future?” Xixi asked worriedly. Without Boss Mag around, she was now in charge of delivering food to Mobai and Lulu.

“Nothing to worry about. These people can learn how the dishes were made, but they can never recreate the quality of Boss Mag’s food.” Mobai shook his head with a smile. “It’s just like how everyone can forge weapons, but even if I did that for another century, I would never be better than Master Rom at it, and those who want a weapon from Master Rom would never come to my blacksmith shop to ask me to make them a weapon.”

“That’s true…” Xixi nodded thoughtfully. She put the lunch box in her hands down, and said, “In that case, I’ll go and take a look to learn some culinary skills.”

***

Soaking the mung beans took up quite a lot of time. On top of that, as Mag was not in the test field for the God of Cookery, he was unable to fast-forward time. Therefore, Mag used the time waiting for the mung beans to prepare the two fat geese that he’d brought back for Amy yesterday. One of them went into the oven, while the other went into a pot to stew.

Amy, who had changed her playground to the entrance of the kitchen, witnessed the entire scene.

As the fragrance of the roasted goose and stewed goose wafted out from the kitchen, Amy swallowed her saliva, and said, “The big fat goose died so fragrantly…” After that, Amy glanced at Ugly Duckling.

Smack.

The mung bean that Ugly Duckling held in its mouth fell to the ground. Perhaps it was hungry for the goose in the pot, or…

The stewed goose was prepared like the braised chicken with a little tweak. Instead of potatoes, shiitake mushrooms were added.

Although the quality of the geese could not be compared to that provided by the system, they were big and fat, and there were two of them. It was enough to feed this family with a shocking appetite.

When the oven was opened, the fragrance of the roast goose wafted out. Mag took out the golden-brown roast goose, and put it aside to cool for a while.

This roast goose was not suitable to eat straight out of the oven. After it was cooled, the skin would become crispy, and it would taste better.

Mag cooked another two dishes: two greens in the simplest way with no complex seasoning needed. After a quick stir-fry, he added a dash of salt, and the dishes were ready to serve.

Mag chopped off a wing, and put it in Ugly Duckling’s bowl. The little fellow had been salivating.

“The goose we won feels even tastier,” Amy said as she swayed happily. She put a piece of roast goose in her mouth, and very quickly swallowed everything, including the chewed bones.

“Here, have a taste of the stewed goose. This is my first time making it. Try it.” Mag put a piece of thigh meat in Irina’s bowl.

Irina picked up the meat, blew on it, and put it into her mouth.

It tasted similar to the braised chicken. The tender goose meat carried a faint mushroom fragrance. The seasoning had been totally infused into the meat. It was slightly spicy, and the rank odor of the goose was removed very thoroughly. The traces of alcoholic fragrance made one fall right into it. It was a completely different experience.

“Delicious,” Irina told Mag with a nod. There were numerous stars in her eyes twinkling. This is perfect. To be able to make a dish so delicious on his first try, my man indeed!

Mag smiled with satisfaction. He picked up a piece of goose meat and tried it.

“Stewed goose in a steel pot” was a popular dish in the northwestern region of China. His version was not as authentic, although the steel pot was there.

However, the taste was still pretty good. The fire was controlled very well. The only bad part about it was that the goose was a little too fat, so its skin was a little greasy. Mag was going to try this dish with the system’s goose next time.

After lunch, the family of four cleared the table. Mag went into the kitchen, and started to remove the skins of the soaked mung beans.

The mung beans, which had been soaked for a long time, could be easily deskinned with a simple rub.

“Father, let me help too.” Amy moved a little stool over. She copied Mag, and picked up a handful of mung beans from the pot. However, when she rubbed the beans in her hands, they turned into green popcorn.

“Er…” Mag looked at the perfectly popped popcorn, and was at a loss for words.

“Wow, this is incredible. Is this edible?” Amy fed Ugly Duckling the popcorn.

Ugly Duckling ate it without thinking.

Amy squatted at the side to observe Ugly Duckling for a long while. After that, she nodded thoughtfully, and said, “It’s not poisonous.”

“Meow, meow?”

Ugly Duckling tilted its head, and looked at Amy. It felt cheated.

Crunch, crunch, crunch.

Amy threw a popcorn into her mouth, and it crunched loudly.

“This is fragrant and crispy. Delicious.” Amy’s eyes lit up. She shared the remaining popcorn with everyone else, and started her popcorn operation.

Mag looked at her with a smile. This little fellow could find something to make herself happy any time.

For the entire afternoon, Mag was studying how to make mung bean pastry.

Meanwhile, Irina brought the two children out to play and watch a movie. She was completely in a holiday mood.

“Here, try this first version of chilled mung bean pastry,” Mag said with a smile as he came out of the kitchen with a plate of animal-shaped mung bean pastries.