Their mouths started watering despite themselves as they watched Carl put the s.h.i.+take into his mouth.His eyes widened after he bit into it and the tasty soup seeped out.
The taste of the soup and the s.h.i.+take melded together, stimulating his taste buds.
The s.h.i.+takes have been dried, but they taste tender and soft, Carl thought to himself. They have made the soup even better! s.h.i.+takes and chicken are a perfect match! He savored the bite, and then swallowed.
"The s.h.i.+takes I ate before can"t compete with this," said Carl. "Mag is a genius. His s.h.i.+takes are definitely of high quality, and he knows the best way to cook them. If he had launched this dish sooner, I wouldn"t have had to go to great lengths to look for s.h.i.+takes." He put another piece of s.h.i.+take into his mouth, took a bite of rice, and chewed slowly with a blissful smile.
Now the sound of swallowing saliva could be heard in the room.
They knew Carl wasn"t collaborating with Mag to rip them off, because he was rich. People enjoyed his stories, and they gave him money every time he told a story, but he asked them to take their money back. When they didn"t, he always gave the money to those homeless kids. Of course he was rich; otherwise, he wouldn"t have spent a gold coins on a s.h.i.+take.
"Excuse me, I"d like a braised chicken and rice."
"Me too!"
"Same here!"
Mag smiled. His food was selling itself.
As more bowls of chicken were set on the tables, the aroma became even stronger, which was enticing more people to order this dish.
"The braised chicken takes a long time to cook, sir. You"ll have to wait half an hour," Yabemiya said to a customer with her kind smile.
"Waiting half an hour for a gourmet dish? That sounds good enough to me." The customer laughed.
"Can I have a braised chicken and rice to go?" Gjergj asked Yabemiya. He had almost finished his braised chicken. There wasn"t much soup in the dish, but he was confident his wife would like it, and he liked the warm feeling inside after eating it.
"I need to check with my boss first," Yabemiya said.
"One person can have up to one braised chicken and rice to go," Mag said in the kitchen door, smiling at Gjergj. "I hope your wife will like it." He knew Gjergj had three sons and that his wife was in the sixth month of her pregnancy.
"Thank you, Mag. I"m sure she will," Gjergj said gratefully.
Miranda had been suffering from loss of appet.i.te and vomiting until Mag"s Yangzhou fried rice, but her appet.i.te had come back with a vengeance, and she didn"t feel feeble anymore. Even the doctor had been surprised at her rapid recovery, and had told her the baby was healthy.
Mag had basically saved them.
Mag started cooking again. Gjergj"s boy and Amy are cla.s.smates, if not friends. I"m glad I could help.
"Check, please," said a demon.
"That"s 10 gold coins." Sally sounded indifferent.
"Why don"t you smile? Yabemiya always smiles her kind and warm smile. Come on, smile for me," said the other demon who looked hideous.
"There you go. 10 gold coins," said the first demon hurriedly. He pulled his friend up and dragged him towards the door, whispering, "What were you doing hara.s.sing her? Are you out of your mind?!"
"I didn"t hara.s.s her. I was just talking to her!"
"Yeah. You were talking to her with a lascivious smile."
"You smile is lascivious!"
The purple light around Sally"s hand disappeared. She looked at their backs and picked up the coins on the table. Suddenly, a thought occurred to her. "Hold on a second!" she shouted.
The other customers looked confused. They thought the two demons had somehow irritated her.
The two demons exchanged a worried look. They turned around, and the hideous-looking demon said, "I apologize. I should have never asked you to smile. Please don"t ban us…"
"Um, I need you to fill this out," Sally said, pulling out a ballot from under the tray.