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Leo, along with his three buddies, Tom, Rick, and Harry, rolled up their sleeves to tackle the task of cleaning Leo's restaurant. The poor place hadn't seen a cleaning spree in over two whole months! Dust and grime had made themselves quite at home.
Picture this: thirty tables scattered around, each one with four pairs of chairs. That's a bunch of places where hungry customers once sat, leaving behind a mess that now needed serious attention.
Brooms, mops, and cleaning supplies in hand, Leo, and his crew embarked on a mission to bring back the sparkle to their beloved eatery. They scrubbed tables and chairs, dusted off forgotten corners, and banished the cobwebs that had made the restaurant their cozy hideout.
The thirty tables and their accompanying chairs now stood proud, waiting to host guests once more, the traces of neglect replaced by the shine of a well-deserved cleaning session.
Leo had asked the trio to not help him to know that they would not listen to him. He had all the patience in the past years and had gotten to know a thing about them-They only ate the food from his restaurant.
He was also not close to other customers other than some exceptions who would occasionally greet him or treat with respect. But there were still many who would put on airs.
Party A (Leo)- He only cared about the profit he would earn daily from the customers.
Party B (The customers)- They only cared about the benefits gained from his cooking.
It would be not exaggerating to say that both parties only cared about their benefits.
The trio had already left after cleaning up, and Leo had lit up essence sticks to elevate the air.
He was currently sitting on the reception desk, as he had not hired any coworkers and did all the work by himself.
The silence didn't last long after a few customers had entered the restaurant.
"Boss, A Fresh Tea!"
"Boss, A Lasagna!"
"Boss, A Chicken Pot Pie!"
These customers were normal humans, and their excited expressions while they spoke of their respective orders were filled with delight.
"On it." Leo spoke out with a wide smile on his face.
He dashed into the open kitchen where anyone could see the process of his cooking.
He served this batch of customers while the next batch had arrived and placed their orders already.
This people of this world didn't know much about cooking. They only made simple dishes, focusing on their cultivation only.
Frankly speaking, the hunger for power had killed their hunger of taste.
They would eat anything as long as it would not make them starve.
Leo had sworn to make the people here learn about the existence of delicious food and make them accept their sense of taste.
With his otherworldly knowledge of various dishes that he had remained intact in his very soul for so long, the first unique dish to appear was 'Lasagna' followed by a few more types of tea.
In this list of customers, he also had the most weird customers.
The cultivators, of course.
Throughout the years of his restaurant's successful establishment, he had seen countless cultivators laughing and screaming for no reason after eating his food.
He had asked these cultivators if the food was bad, but he was only given a simple but complex reply, "Boss, It's amazing!"
If it weren't for their positive feedbacks, Leo would have almost questioned his cooking skills.
Leo didn't know that these random screaming cultivators had received help from his out of the world cooking skills and their magical effects on whoever ate them.
He was now preparing the various orders on a special stove.
The stove had ten burners which were connected to a plane platform that had a hollow space on its surface.
Leo would occasionally throw a few orange crystals, the size of his fists, in it. The crystals were called Fire spiritual stones, and they were of the lowest quality.
These fire stones were mined from special caves near hot habitats. The lowest quality spiritual stones were not useful for cultivations because of their impurity, and be used as heat generators for common house appliances.
Being the lowest quality, a single spiritual stone could last half an hour on the stove which was the best for Leo, saving thousands of money every month.
Leo was working swiftly without sweating, astonishing both the cultivators and normal folks.
Some cultivators were also kind enough to force him on his seat to take a break, and Leo couldn't help but sigh at the love of his customers.
He was an orphan, but he didn't feel alone at all in this world.
***
Leo's wives had arrived at the very same grand hall where they got married.
They all had wanted to contact their mothers for a small chat, but to their surprise they were invited first, and they had arrived at the same grand hall.
Ten beauties were walking in unison with each other with the same fiery glare in their eyes looking for answers that they were determined to find.
After walking to a particular corner, they found their mothers sitting beside a grand table filled with still hot meals prepared, and ten chairs were vacant.
With a gesture from their mothers, they all sat on the chairs.
Everyone remained quiet before Fenixia broke this silence and narrowed her eyes asking, "Why?"
Hearing her question, the empress from Phoenix realm answered calmly," What, dear?"
"Why did you lie?" Fenixia's face remained determined.
"Lied about what, dear?" Her mother's calm expression also didn't change.
"About…the candles! They were never a part of some…tradition, right?" Her facial expression didn't change at all.
"… Umm, don't blame me. All of us had it planned." The empress didn't hesitate to speak as if she was not guilty at all.
"Well…looks like I won the bet. Now your daughters are one night behind. Haha." The empress added as she looked mischievously at the empresses.
Hearing her statement, their eyes widened in shock.
"Wait!" A dense voice was heard, stopping the giggling of Phoenix empress.
It was none other than the Dragon Empress.
"Dear Fenixia, why did you mention...candles?" She added, making all the empresses look at their daughters.
"It was because...we lit the candles at once in the same room we were in with...husband and then..." Drakara spoke before her face along with the others was starting turn redder with every passing second.
Silence.
No one spoke for a whole five minutes before the dragon empress spoke.
"This... so you all...did it?"
They all nodded.
"Okay...it's fine that way too. Looks like you all were overdosed by that aphrodisiac." She spoke with her calm expression and continued, "We should have given you the right instructions." before sighing, kept quiet herself.