"I suppose you won't be able to eat today. Do you want me to send you somewhere else?" the coachman asked Mag as he turned back and lifted a corner of the curtain up.
"It's alright. Here will do." Mag handed the coachman three silver coins, and got off the carriage.
"Boss Mag is over there!" Someone spotted Mag very quickly, and with his shout, all eyes were on Mag.
"Boss Mag, we demand an explanation from you!"
"An explanation won't do. We will need at least two bowls of tofu pudding. Hmph."
"Boss Mag, I brought my whole family here for hot pot. You're not going to stand us up tonight, are you?"
The crowd exploded with complaints and dissatisfaction for waiting so long outside.
"Hm?" The coachman turned to look at Mag. He did not expect this situation.
"Actually, I…" Mag looked at the agitated customers, and attempted to explain today's situation.
