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A Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World

In Chaos City on the Norland Continent, there is a strange restaurant. Here, elves and dwarves share tables. Beastmen are prohibited from making a din, and giant dragons can only seat around the tiny square in front of the restaurant. Even demons have to bring their own stools… But it is such a strange restaurant that has long lines outside every day. Elves are stuffing kebabs, paying no mind to their manners; giant dragons are sitting around a hot pot, strainers in their hands; demons are eating nice-looking dango… "There's no other place on this continent where you can find food like that! The boss here is a genius!" a customer provides such a review. Then, he gives a furtive look at the door. "Also, don't you think of kidnapping the boss away or dine-and-dashing, or you will suffer a tragic death." "Eat, pay, or you will be beaten to death." says a cute little girl in her childish voice as she trots forward. A five-meter tall dragon shivers when it meets her eyes.

Whispering Jianghu · Fantasy
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2489 Chs

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Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"Mr. Mag, you're such a busy person. Why did you drop by the bank today?" Scheer looked at Mag, who was sitting opposite her, with a smile. There was a pot of freshly brewed tea beside her.

"To be honest, I am in need of some money so I thought of you immediately," Mag replied with a smile.

Scheer was stunned. She smiled meaningfully and said, "Mr. Mag, you're currently the most popular rich man in Chaos City. If you're in need of money, you must be planning something big."

"Miss Scheer, you are very smart indeed. I am recently about to start a large project." Mag nodded.

Scheer's eyes twinkled. She looked very interested as she said, "I wonder what project you're planning? How much capital would you require?"

"Miss Scheer, you should know about it already. It's the large-scale commercialization of color printing. I would require about one billion copper coins." Mag had already prepared what he was going to say.