"I'd like a Peking Duck!"
"We'll have a Peking Duck too!"
"Excuse me, I'd like a stinky tofu!"
The guests placed their orders one after another. Some people found the Peking Duck too expensive, some chose to see the real thing first, and some chose to buy a duck together.
Orcs, demons, humans, and dwarves shared a table all the time here in Mamy Restaurant, but never once had they chosen to buy a dish together.
This was a thing that probably had never happened anywhere else before.
Hiril looked surprised. "I've never seen anything like this before. Interesting." Then his eyes found Mag, who was cooking in the kitchen. "Such a young cook. I wonder how good he is."
The system had improved the oven, making it capable of cooking 10 ducks at once, and it took only 20 minutes to roast each batch.
Mag wheeled the dining cart out of the kitchen and stopped at Krassu's table. He then put pancakes, sweet bean sauce, spring onions, and cucumber sticks in front of him.
