If someone were to ask Mag how he was able to cook so many delicious dishes, he discovered that he now knew how to answer them.
I’ve been searching for delicious cuisine all my life, until I discovered that no one’s cooking could meet my standards. Hence, I took it upon myself to create food of that standard.
It was a very arrogant response.
However, Mag felt like that was truly the reason why he had picked up cooking and was able to practice relentlessly in the test field for the God of Cookery in order to perfect a single dish.
He wanted to cook food that was truly perfect in his heart, and he wanted Amy to taste that food as well. He wanted to tell all those chefs who supposedly stood at the pinnacle of the cooking world that higher standards and demands should provide motivation for them, not be seen as unreasonable complaints.With that in mind, Mag was feeling quite touched by himself.
“Father, why are you crying? Is it because the fish is too spicy?” Amy looked up at Mag with concern in her eyes.
“Oh, it’s not that. I just recalled some things because of this grilled fish.” Mag blinked away the tears with a slightly awkward expression. To think that he had been brought to tears by himself.
“Let’s enjoy this fish. After the meal, we’ll have to start working again.” Mag took a glance at the clock on the wall before turning to Sally and Yabemiya. Even though the events that had just transpired were a little awkward, he had been through many tumultuous events, and such a minor incident wasn’t enough to faze him.
Furthermore, Sally and Yabemiya were like little sisters to him. He had no intention of making one of Amy’s big sisters her stepmother instead.
Mag was no saint, but he certainly wasn’t a promiscuous man, either. In his past life, he had met countless beauties, but refrained from sexual relationships. In this life, he had Amy, so he naturally had to be even more careful.
His lifelong goal was to become a role model stay-at-home dad.Mag was not in a hurry to get into a relationship. Fate would decide all that for him.
Furthermore, his daughter had a mother. Even though he didn’t have any recollection of or feelings toward Irina, she was still Amy’s biological mother.
Perhaps nothing would eventuate between the two of them, but before meeting her again, Mag wanted to make himself look like a responsible man with good self-control. Only then could he prove that he was a good father to Amy, providing her with comfortable living conditions as well as a good environment for her to thrive in. That was his responsibility as a man and a father.
At times, even Mag had to admit that he was a bit pretentious, and wasn’t honest enough with himself, but he preferred to live like that.
I must have buttoned up my clothes too tightly this morning, causing the buttons to come off after tasting that delicious fish, so Boss Mag can’t be blamed… But this is already the second time that this has happened. Mother told me that if a man were to see my body, I would have no choice but to marry him. So… will I have to marry Mag? But Mag already has Amy, so he must have a wife as well. In that case, would he still want me? Yabemiya thought to herself with a conflicted expression. Her gaze then fell on the grilled fish on the table, and she gulped. This grilled fish really is super delicious. If I were to marry Mag, I would be able to eat all types of delicious foods every day, right? When I think about it that way, marrying him seems like a really blissful option.
He didn’t… see anything, right? My grandma told me that if a man that’s not my husband were to see my body, I should either kill him or gouge his eyes out. Sally glanced at Mag out of the corner of her eyes, and she was also quite conflicted. But he didn’t do it on purpose; it’s the grilled fish that was at fault! Come to think of it, this grilled really is delicious.
Screw it! Let’s eat first!
The same thought flashed through Sally and Yabemiya’s minds in unison. They took a glance at each other before picking up their chopsticks, and extracting another morsel of fish for themselves. This time, they had learned their lesson, and laid a hand over their chests before eating the fish.
The spicy flavor wreaked havoc within their mouths, striking them with an unprecedented feeling. It was completely different from when they had eaten purely spicy foods in the past. In contrast, this type of spiciness brought with it a numbing sensation, but it was utterly delectable at the same time, and in conjunction with the succulent fish, it presented an irresistible package.
One mouthful of fish was devoured after another. The simplest and most effective way to repress the burning sensation in their mouths was to keep on eating. Sweat covered their foreheads, but in the face of such delicious food, that didn’t matter!
Delicious food really is the best thing for alleviating awkward situations. Mag heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing that. He looked down at Ugly Duckling, which was trying its best to climb up his leg, and he smiled as he picked up its little dish. He placed two morsels of fish on the dish, and put on a serious expression as he said, “Ugly Duckling, this fish is super spicy. You need to make sure that you can handle it before you decide whether to eat it or not.”
“Ugly Duckling, if you eat that spicy fish, you might explode.” Amy also adopted a serious expression as she panted with her little tongue protruding from her mouth. It was really spicy, but super delicious.
“Meow~” Ugly Duckling nodded its little head, and immediately pounced on the fish meat. It took a sniff before biting down impatiently.
“Meow!!!”
A loud cry escaped its mouth as it sprang up over half a meter on the spot. Its soft fur immediately stood up on its ends, transforming it into a small ball of orange fluff, and it skipped around on the spot like a rubber ball, creating an adorkable sight.
“Hahaha, Ugly Duckling, you’re so stupid.” Amy doubled over with laughter.
Mag also burst into laughter as he shook his head. On one occasion, back when he was eating grilled fish in Sichuan, a cat in the shop sat at his feet, and ate about a quarter of a spicy grilled fish with even greater spice tolerance than he had. That was why he decided to give Ugly Duckling some spicy grilled fish, but it appeared that it couldn’t contend with that Sichuan cat.
Ugly Duckling stared at the fish in the dish with shock and horror, and only stopped jumping around after a long time.
“Ugly Duckling, do you still want to eat it?” Amy asked.
“Meow~” Ugly Duckling hurriedly shook its head, and licked its lips. It stared at the fish for a while longer with a conflicted expression before making its way toward the dish again. It had another sniff, and took another bite, upon which it transformed into a bouncing orange fur ball again.
“Your mouth says no, but your body is quite honest.” Mag chuckled as he shook his head. He turned his attention away from Ugly Duckling, which was basking in both pain and pleasure, and picked up a strand of cellophane noodles for himself.
The semi-transparent cellophane noodles had already absorbed the red juice, giving it a translucent and glittering red color.
