Chapter 1969 - Your Spicy Sauce

When Mag returned to Chaos City, the sky was already dark. He got Ah Zi to return to its nest near the textile factory, and changed before pushing his bicycle out from the alley. Immediately, he ran into a middle-aged woman with two ceramic vats.

"Mr. Mag!" that middle-aged woman exclaimed when she saw Mag.

Mag took a closer look, and was shocked to see Rebecca, who was in her hot pot restaurant uniform. He exclaimed, "Madam Rebecca, what are you doing here?"

"My child hasn't had much appetite for the past two days, so I bought her two vats of Big Momma spicy sauce. This spicy sauce is delicious. You can mix it with rice or noodles. On top of that, they even got two round animals at the door to attract customers. I heard they are called penguins," Rebecca said with a smile. She even lifted the two vats of spicy sauce in her hands to show Mag.

"I see, that's great." Mag looked at the huge vats of spicy sauce in her hands, and was surprised that there would actually be people in the city who specialized in spicy sauce.

"Oh, right, please take one vat back. Amy would definitely love it. The last time she came over to my house, she had three bowls of rice with this spicy sauce." Rebecca placed one of the vats into Mag's bicycle basket, and told Mag smilingly, "Jessica said that she wanted to look for Amy a couple of days later to play. I'm busy with work these few days, and did not have the time to bring her over."

Most people could not finish three bowls of rice, but for Amy, three bowls of rice did not satisfy her. Therefore, Mag knew that what Rebecca said was true.

Other than the fact that Amy was probably very hungry then, this spicy sauce should be rather not bad.

Mag had not had spicy sauce on its own for a very long time as well. He did not want to reject Rebecca's kind offer, either. Therefore, he said smilingly, "Sure. Thank you. You can bring Jessica over after work tomorrow. Amy will not be having classes these few days, so the children can play."

"Sure. Please take care. I'll have to go back to make dinner for my child." Rebecca nodded with a smile.

"Alright." Mag got on his bicycle, and bade Rebecca farewell before leaving.

When Mag arrived at the restaurant, the two little fellows were playing hopscotch at the restaurant entrance, and Ugly Duckling was crouching at the side, watching them.

Xixi was sitting by the magic potion shop, knitting her sweater. There was a heater by her feet, and she would look up regularly to check on the two children. When she saw Mag returning on his bicycle, she put down the little sweater in her hands, and said, "Boss Mag, you're finally back. The two children have been waiting the entire day."

"I went out to look for ingredients today, and went a little too far, so I came back late." Mag felt ashamed.

"The children had lunch, but they insisted on waiting for you to have dinner together. Do make some food for them quickly," Xixi said as she glanced at the fat goose and ceramic vat in Mag's bicycle basket.

"Thank you. I even troubled you to cook for the two children." Mag thanked her.

"Father, you're back!" Amy also realized that Mag was back, and quickly dashed over straight into his embrace.

"You must be hungry, huh?" Mag said with a pampering smile as he picked Amy up.

"Mm-hmm, mm-hmm. I'm hungry." Amy nodded honestly. At the same time, her stomach grumbled cooperatively. She looked over at the big fat goose in Mag's bicycle basket.

"Yes. Tonight, Father will make you a roast goose." Mag nodded with a smile. He looked at Annie, who came over with a smile, and reached his hand out to stroke her head. "Our Annie must be hungry too. Let's go home. I'll make your food."

Annie nodded and smiled brightly.

Mag opened the door and entered. He already had in mind the need to pass Annie and Annie keys so that the two children could also go home on their own, and would not have to wait pitifully outside even if he was not home.

"System, you're not intelligent at all," Mag criticized in his heart.

"The System is not obliged to take care of your children, nor do I have the right to open the door," the System retorted.

"Father, both you and Mother have been out the entire day. Did you two go on a secret date and forgot about us?" Amy followed behind Mag, walking with her hands behind her, just like a little adult.

Annie looked at Mag as well.

"Er'¦" Mag felt a little awkward. The incident today happened so suddenly that he really forgot about going back home to cook.

"That's not true. I've been looking for him the entire day. I thought he went on a date with someone." Just then, a teasing voice sounded, and Irina appeared in the restaurant, looking at Mag with a smile.

"Is it really like that?" Amy looked at Mag, and then at Irina.

"I'¦" Mag spread his hands, and said, "That's absurd. It's as silly as a goose."

"Silly goose?" Amy blinked. She pointed at the big fat goose with its head hanging out of the basket, and asked, "You mean it?"

"No, it's a penguin." Mag smiled. He looked at Irina's expression, and guessed that there was no big problem with the Wind Forest. He parked his bicycle properly, and said, "Take a seat. I'll go wash up and change before coming down to make dinner for you."

"I want to go get a shower too." Irina walked towards the stairs.

"Together?" Mag replied subconsciously.

"I have a private bathroom in my room." Irina glanced at Mag, and showed an ambiguous smile. After that, she went upstairs.

What does that smile mean? Mag raised his brow, and went upstairs.

Mag took a quick shower, and came down in his chef's suit.

When he went to get the goose, Mag brought the vat of spicy sauce along with him, and told Amy, "This is the spicy sauce that Auntie Rebecca told me to bring for you. She said you liked it. Also, Jessica will be coming over tomorrow to play with you."

"I like this spicy sauce. It's super good." Amy went up to Mag, hugged the vat of spicy sauce, and said happily, "That's awesome! I haven't played with Jessica in a long time."

Mag brought the goose into the kitchen. It was a mixed breed between a black goose and a wild goose. It was only three months old, but it was exceptionally fat and tender, and was a top-quality goose that the system specially bred to make roast goose.

The roast goose and the grilled duck were not the same, be it in regard to how the ingredients were prepared, the cooking method, or how the dish was eaten.

Mag bled the goose dry, plucked out its feathers, chopped off its feet and wings, took out the innards, and blew in it to separate the skin and the meat'¦ All these steps were muscle memory in Mag from the moment he stepped out from the test field for the God of Cookery.

Making a good roast goose was a very technical job.

Mag only heaved a sigh of relief after putting the goose that was slathered with a layer of caramel in the oven. It was his first time making the roast goose in a real kitchen, and he was a little nervous as to whether the perfect roast goose could be presented.

Mag made a few more dishes while waiting for the roast goose to cook.

When the oven timer dinged, Mag had already made a table full of dishes.

He opened the oven, and pulled out the roast goose that was cooked to a nice golden brown. The fragrance started wafting out.

Gulp.

The three people standing at the kitchen door swallowed their saliva almost at the same time.