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

Chapter 567 Wow! Boss is So Bold!

“How could this be… How could there be someone in this world who can cook such delicious roast meat… This can’t happen… I can’t lose; our Barkly Family has been running rotisseries for over 10 generations, starting from our first rotisserie in Rodu. The rotisserie here in Chaos City has been passed down for three generations; I can’t lose it someone else… Waaah, why did I have to make this bet? I lost the restaurant and all of our secret recipes; my father’s going to be furious… I wanted to secure a top 20 ranking on the Aden Square food competition before he passes away…”

Ricky was sprawled on the ground and all of his clothes were drenched in cold sweat. Even the ground below him was wet with his sweat. His body trembled as he wept like a dejected child, drawing sympathy from the bystanders.

The chatter in the crowd gradually began to die down. The contest was over, but no one was in a hurry to leave. A bet had been made between Mag and Ricky, and everyone wanted to see how Mag was going to handle the situation.

Despite the pitiable display that Ricky was putting on, none of Mamy Restaurant’s regular customers felt sorry for him at all. This guy had been causing a ruckus in front of Mamy Restaurant for an entire day, hurling all sorts of insults about Mag’s supposed cowardice. He had come up with all of the conditions for the bet, so everything was entirely his fault.

Mag had crushed him in the contest, garnering a unanimous vote from the judging panel, giving Ricky everything that he deserved.

Of course, not everyone was sticking around just to see what would become of Ricky. There were a lot more people who were interested in the uncooked kebabs on the table. They were wondering if Boss Mag would be in such a good mood following his victory that he would cook some kebabs for everyone. Watching Amy and the judges eat the kebabs had been nothing short of torture for them, and they were dying to sink their teeth into a kebab for themselves.

Meanwhile, Mag’s expression was growing a little peculiar as he looked at the new mission that the system had just released. He was rather hesitant about making an attempt to complete the mission, and he grumbled internally, “System, are you trying to make enemies for me here? I’m just trying to mind my own business and get stronger slowly and steadily; can’t you let me do that?”

“As a candidate to become the God of Cookery, you must have a vision to challenge the world with your cooking skills and conquer the world with your food. The system expressed a high degree of disdain for your cowardly mindset. The mission is being released so you can improve the rate at which your cooking skills progress.” The system’s voice sounded implacable.

“I’m a father now, all that’s important is that my child grows up to be exceptional. What would be the point in me drawing so much attention to myself?”

The system harrumphed in response. “The system is already very exceptional, so you don’t need to worry about that. All you have to concern yourself with is self-improvement.”

“Hmm?” Mag raised an eyebrow with a peculiar look as he said, “I’m referring to Amy; why are you volunteering to become my child?”

“@¥%…&*#¥…” A string of jumbled syllables sounded in Mag’s mind, followed by a series of indecipherable binary codes. After a while, the system finally recovered before spitting through gritted teeth, “Complete the mission within three minutes or mission failure will result. Your punishment will be a deduction of 0.75 of a strength point.”

“What?! That’s way too harsh!” Mag yelled internally. That punishment would mean that all of his efforts for the day would have been wasted. He then asked, “What’s the reward for mission completion?”

“Half of half of a strength point,” the system replied.

“You should’ve said that earlier.” Mag’s eyes lit up upon hearing that. With an additional 0.25 of a strength point, he would have one entire strength for the day. He didn’t think that the system was capable of such generosity.

“The result of the contest has already been decided. The five judges gave fair verdict, and everyone gathered here can act as witnesses. I’ll be delivering our signed agreement to the city lord’s castle shortly so they can process it. I hope you’ll abide by our agreement and not take anything from the restaurant.” Mag was very calm and placid as he turned to Ricky. A businessman wouldn’t give up on profits just over a few tears, not to mention the fact that those tears were being shed by a man who’d fully intended to take everything from him.

“Boss Mag, I’ll kowtow to you and call you daddy! Please, just don’t take my rotisserie away. I’ve learned from my mistakes, and I’ll never repeat them again. I’m your son from now on; you can tell me to do whatever you want, just please, I beg of you, don’t take my rotisserie from me…” Ricky shuddered as he fell to his knees and attempted to wrap his arms around Mag’s leg as he sobbed.

“I told you I don’t want Amy to have a strange little brother like you, so I’ll be taking your rotisserie today no matter what.” Mag took a step back with a cold expression of disdain on his face as he continued, “I don’t want your recipes, either. If you still have any semblance of pride as a chef left, then stand up and walk away. A good chef will definitely be able to make a living in this world.”

Ricky’s expression faltered upon hearing that, and as he looked up at Mag, a hint of light seemed to have returned in his eyes.

“Of course, even if you go back and refine your whole roast goat for 100 years, it still won’t be as delicious as my roast meat.” Mag looked down at Ricky before casting his gaze around at the bystanders. He smiled, and said, “I’m here to revolutionize the concept of delicious cuisine in this world. If you want to challenge me, then go right ahead, but make sure you offer high enough stakes to make it worth my while.”

“Wow! Boss Mag is so bold!”

“It’s a little arrogant, but why am I so entranced by him?”.

“This is a challenge to all chefs in the world! I feel like cooking contests like this one are going to become regular occurrence from now on.”

The entire crowd was in an uproar as they stared at Mag. This man was confident to the point of arrogance, but no one could bring themselves to detest him for it.

“Revolutionizing the concept of delicious cuisine in this world; that’s quite a grand vision. I hope you can achieve that goal someday.” A meaningful smile appeared on Robert’s face as he looked at Mag.

A man like this won’t be easy to control, but our Buffett Family’s forte lies in collaboration. Becoming a legend isn’t easy, nor is it easy to become a legendary chef. Thankfully, our Buffett Family loves to support people with lofty ambitions. Scheer also wore a smile on her face as she aimed an appreciative gaze toward Mag. He had managed to earn a restaurant in an afternoon. Not only was he a brilliant chef, he was also a shrewd businessman.

The light that had just appeared in Ricky’s eyes was instantly snuffed out. He was helped onto a horse-drawn carriage by a few of his employees, and quickly departed from the scene, leaving behind only a few employees who were waiting for the oven to cool, even though they didn’t even know whether it would be necessary to take the oven back to the rotisserie.

Following the conclusion of the contest, the judges couldn’t help but pick up the remaining kebabs on their respective plates. How could they leave such an extraordinary delicacy behind? Febid rolled his eyes at Ricky’s horse-drawn carriage and mumbled something unintelligible before picking up his kebab, which was missing one of the three cubes of meat.

Right at that moment, the door to Mamy Restaurant opened again, and Yabemiya emerged from within. She was holding a platter with her left hand, upon which were five glasses of translucent golden beer.