Night fell. Mag bade a simple farewell to Eiffie and gave her Saipan Tavern’s key to her, handing the control of Saipan Tavern over to her.

  The family returned straight to Chaos City during the night.

  Mala looked at Eiffie and said with adoration, “Miss, you will be the boss of the two best taverns in Rodu in the future. You’re so awesome!”


  Fortunately, Master eventually chose Miss. She didn’t know how to be a boss.

  “I’ll be even busier in the future. The relaxing life is over.” Eiffie sighed. “He’s relaxed now. He could sleep in his warm bed till late with his wife and children.”


  Mala rubbed her hands together and said, “It’s fine, Miss. I will work hard to help you!”


  “Of course. From tomorrow on, you will practice making 100 helpings of pig ears salad daily and we’ll sell them in Titan Tavern.”


  “Ah?” Mala was taken aback. “Didn’t Master say we shouldn’t sell imperfect pig ears salad?”


  “This is relative. At Saipan Tavern, only perfect pig ears salad can be served to the customers.” Eiffie shook her head with a smile. “But at Titan Tavern, even the not-so-perfect pig ears salad could crush the side dishes that we are supplying now. In this case, it’s perfect.”


  “I see… but…” Mala was thoughtful.

  Eiffie rolled her eyes and said, “Your master asked you to practice making 1,000 helpings before you can perfect your skills. Do you know how many pigs have to give up their lives for 1,000 helpings of pig ears salad? Are you going to eat 1,000 pig ears salad by yourself if you are not selling them?”


  “We’re selling them!” Mala said right away. She didn’t want to eat 1,000 helpings of pig ears salad. Just thinking about that terrified her.

  However, she still curiously asked, “Miss, how many pigs have to give up their lives then?”


  “Stupid, of course it’s 1,000 of them.”


  ***

  Mamy Restaurant closed for one day after opening for one day, making the customers feel frustrated.

  However, the good thing was it was the restaurant’s regular off day. Hence, long lines began to form outside of the restaurant early the next morning.

  Most of them came for breakfast, while some came for the ‘Little Mermaid’ picture book.

  Mag woke up early and he was about to hang a small blackboard on the door, when he met a pair of aggrieved eyes in the dark as he opened the door.

  “That’s early.” Mag was surprised. He placed the little blackboard on the door and took one step back into the warm heater range before he smilingly said, “Are you cold?”


  Harrison, who was standing at the very front of the door, replied with chattering teeth, “Y-yes!”


  “It’s fine. Just bear with it and it will be over soon. The restaurant will seem really warm in comparison.” Mag smiled before closing the door.

  All the customers: “…?”


  Soon after, the restaurant’s door reopened and Mag came out with a huge vat and two rows of disposable cups. He smilingly said to Harrison, “Come, the task to distribute the ginger soup is yours now. Warm up before you guys have your meals.”


  “This is the first time Boss Mag is distributing warmth.” Harrison looked shocked.

  The other customers were also curious about what was in the steaming vat.

  Mag handed the big ladle to Harrison and patted him on the shoulders, “Thank you very much.”


  “I promise I’ll complete the task,” Harrison replied smilingly.

  Mag closed the door and returned to the restaurant. Harrison yelled at two young men and got them to come over to help him distribute a small cup of piping hot red ginger soup to the crowd.

  The steaming ginger soup in the paper cup was warm in their hands and made their frozen hands regain some sensation.

  “It smells so nice. Is it sweet?” A maiden held the cup with both her hands and sniffed at it curiously.

  “Maybe Boss Mag has added some sugar in it,” the little maiden’s father replied smilingly before he blew at it gently and took a sip.

  The ginger soup was sweet and spicy, but it didn’t feel too fiery within the mouth. Instead, it was warm and soothing. It swirled in their mouth before going down their throats and into their stomachs.

  The warm sensation stretched from the throat all the way to the stomach. Then, as though a small fireball was glowing in their stomachs, their bodies felt warm all over.

  “Delicious!” The man’s eyes lit up before he took two more sips.

  The small cup of ginger soup was soon finished by the man. Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and nose. He felt his entire body warm up, from his head to his toes and inside out.

  The coldness from the early spring was dispelled and he felt very comfortable throughout.

  Gulp~ gulp~

  Sounds of slurping sounded and everyone’s experience was similar.

  Their whole person warmed up after drinking the ginger soup and the cold was no longer unbearable.

  “It’s so hot! It feels so similar to sitting in the restaurant after drinking this.”


  “It’s indeed Boss Mag! He even made the ginger soup so delicious.”


  “I suddenly feel rather touched… Boss Mag is indeed a good boss.”


  Everyone was chatting and they were amazed at the ginger soup.

  The little maiden finished the ginger soup in small sips. She looked up at the man and asked, “It’s so delicious. Can I have another cup?”


  “Hmm…” The man looked at Harrison, who was holding onto the ladle, with hesitation.

  After pouring over hundreds of cups of ginger soup, Harrison was exhausted. He scooped the final bit of ginger soup in the vat and was about to taste it when he heard the little maiden.

  He looked at the cup in his hands and at the little maiden. Then, he handed the untouched cup over smilingly. “Come, little one. You can have this too.”


  The little maiden didn’t accept it. Instead she asked Harrison, “Uncle, won’t you have nothing then?”


  “It’s fine. Uncle has already smelled it earlier and I feel very warm now.” Harrison chuckled.

  The little maiden looked at her father inquiringly.

  “Drink it yourself, Sir. You have been distributing the drinks for such a long time. She just had it. It’s enough,” the man quickly replied as he patted the little maiden’s head smilingly.

  “It’s right for the little ones to have more, so they won’t get sick.” Harrison pushed the cup to the little maiden before returning to his position.

  “Thank you, Uncle,” the little maiden said with a sweet smile.

  “You’re welcome.” Harrison waved his hand.

  The cold early spring morning was warmed up by a small cup of ginger soup.

  Meanwhile, the chowhounds’ hearts raced because of the little blackboard on the door.

  Today’s new products: cooked wheaten food: Sichuan spicy wontons in red oil (hot!) New dish: Sichuan spicy chicken!

  After releasing the shaved noodles and soup dumplings two days ago, Boss Mag continued to release two new dishes today!

  Harrison couldn’t help but marvel, “Good fellow! Boss Mag is so productive!”


  “This is a victory for all the people who like strongly flavored food! From today on, we can finally eat things with a strong flavor in the morning!”


  Some were ecstatic to see the Sichuan spicy wontons in red oil.