You all may earn a lot, but I will never lose money.
Mag stood in front of the ceiling-to-floor windows, and listened to the customers' discussion with a smile on his lips.
Able to maintain the customers' enthusiasm and expectation for his new products was a chef's greatest satisfaction.
Amy stood behind Mag's with Ugly Duckling in her arms, and perplexedly asked, "Father, why don't you make the new product for us in the morning?"
Everyone began to look at Mag. Usually, Mag would make a sample for all of them before he released the new product, but Mag didn't this time.
"This…" Mag murmured. Mag, who finally got out of the test field for the God of Cookery, couldn't make any food that was related to the octopus early in the morning.
Of course, he had no doubts that the stir-fried octopus tentacles and octopus balls that he made would be astonishingly delicious.
