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

Chapter 914 Yes, Boss!

“Oh my God! It’s just been one day, and Mamy Restaurant has grown twice as big!”

“It seems all of the renovation happened in just one day! Talk about efficiency!”

“A renovation of this scale usually takes half a month or so, but Mag did it in one day. He must have hired some very powerful magic casters to do the job. I wonder how much money he had spent.”

“But all that doesn’t matter. I’m more concerned if they’ll be able to serve more people each meal now that they have gotten bigger. My boss has taken to having a short meeting every day after work, so by the time I get here for dinner, I’m almost always too late!”

Early in the morning, the guests in line outside the restaurant quickly saw the difference. Although the lowered curtains blocked the view, it was obvious Mamy Restaurant had gotten much bigger.

“Today’s new dish: Peking Duck. 100 every night. Limit one per customer. No to go allowed.”

One customer found a notice hanging on the door.

“What is a Peking Duck? Never heard of it. A kind of roast duck?”

“Roast ducks in Ducas Restaurant are pretty good, they’re crispy, but too sweet to eat much. They add too much sugar. I wonder what this Peking Duck will taste like.”

“Only one way to find out. Mag has never disappointed us once, so I definitely will come early tonight, I don’t want to miss out on the opportunity to try the new dish. But I don’t think I can finish a whole duck by myself, I need to find someone to come with me.”

The crowd gathered around the notice and chatted.

“Roast duck? Did you catch some ducks again, Father?” Amy asked nervously when Mag told her about the Peking Duck.

Mag shook his head with a smile. “No, someone else did. And I’ll turn them into roast ducks.” Amy might want to set the ducks free again, considering that she had already done it once with the two Red-top Tricolor Ducks.

However, this time the ducks had been killed and dressed by the system, so she couldn’t set them free even if he let her.

Amy took a look at Ugly Duckling. When she found it was sleeping on the counter, she crept over to Mag. “Then let’s eat them when Ugly Duckling is not around,” she whispered. “They might be its brothers and sisters! If it sees us eating them, it will get sad or even scared and run away!”

It was all Mag could do not to laugh. He nodded. “Good idea.”

The cost of making a roast duck was 500 copper coins, so Mag priced a Peking Duck at 2,000. If he could sell 100 ducks every day, he could make profits of 150,000 copper coins. It was more profitable than Yangzhou fried rice.

Mag didn’t worry about customers not liking the dish, because even he couldn’t say no to it, and he was the pickiest eater he knew.

“Can we have roast duck for breakfast?” Amy asked with an expectant face.

“I’m afraid it’s too greasy for breakfast. It’s bad for you. We can have it for lunch maybe.” It was really difficult for Amy to hold her horses whenever he mastered a new dish.

Amy nodded. She looked a little disappointed, but not unhappy.

That was when a knock came on the door. “Boss, it’s me, Firis.”

Mag opened the door to find Firis standing outside in her brand-new chef’s uniform. She was panting, her face red. “I’m sorry, Boss,” she said, embarrassed. “The bed is too soft. Am I late?”

Mag nodded after looking at his watch. “You’re 15 minutes late, but since this is your first time being late, I’ll let you off with a warning. Please don’t be late again.”

“Thank you, Boss, I won’t.” She had meant to come here early, but she had overslept. She ran here, but still she failed to make it in time.

“Come on in. If we hurry, we can make up for lost time,” Mag said with a smile.

As a boss, he couldn’t pamper his employees. It was important to come to work on time. The restaurant was very busy now, so one employee being late might affect the operation of the whole restaurant.

Firis hurried in and was surprised to find that the restaurant had doubled in size. The wooden shelves, the green plants, and the warm lights… Everything worked together to make her feel so warm and comfortable.

“Good morning, Big Sister Firis,” Amy said as she rubbed Ugly Duckling’s head.

“Morning, Amy,” she said, following Mag to the kitchen.

She was completely stunned when she looked inside.

The kitchen was where magic happened. The old one had been made for Mag to cook in it alone, but the new one was twice its original size, and everything had been arranged so neatly that there was enough room for three or four people working together.

Firis was dazzled, not by the lights, but by the neatness of the kitchen.

This is so impressive! Firis thought, and suddenly found that her kitchen that she had been very proud of was nothing compared to this one.

“This is the ingredients we’ll be needing today. I’ll help you process them, but as you can see, our restaurant has become much larger, so I’ll have my hands full with all the cooking. When I start cooking, I need you to process all the ingredients for me. Can you do it?”

“Yes, Boss!” she answered quickly.

Then she washed her hands and started working. I will pass the probation period and work in this kitchen!