Chapter 1976 - See, She's Crying So Deliciously

The rich roast goose's aroma assaulted their noses. It actually suppressed all the other dishes' aroma at the table.

The customers around them all turned to look at them. They were the first to be served with the roast goose. The customers wanted to know their reviews and reactions.

"Gaga…" Sicarra, who was eating rather happily, was triggered when she saw the roast goose in front of her. Tears welled up in her eyes again.

"This color, this aroma, this plating, and this cutting skill. This boss is really a promising young man." Genevieve continued to praise with an impressed expression. She picked up a piece of breast meat with her chopsticks, and dipped it in the dipping sauce before popping it into her mouth.

Genevieve's eyes lit up while she exclaimed, "Oh my God! My heavens! This roast goose is awesome! Eat it! Eat it!" She then placed a little goose's drumstick in the dipping sauce in front of Sicarra.

"Gaga is such a poor thing. Why is it so sad to be a goose…" Sicarra cried as she picked up the drumstick, and bit into it irresistibly.

The roast goose's skin was crispy and fragrant, yet the meat under the skin was tender and fat. The rich marinate seemed to have seeped into every part of the goose. The meat's juice exploded in the mouth after she bit into it. That amazed the taste buds.

The dipping sauce was sweet and sour, which stimulated the taste buds. With a gentle chew, the meat and skin were separated. It became increasingly fragrant as she chewed. There was also a faint fragrance of the fruit tree charcoal.

Sicarra was shocked right on the spot. This taste had inverted all her imagination of roast goose.

It's so delicious, Sicarra thought as she ate. However, she couldn't help thinking of Gaga, and tears fell from her eyes uncontrollably.

"See, she's crying so deliciously," Amy whispered as she looked at Sicarra.

"Didn't she lose her goose? Why is she still eating a goose?" Jessica was rather befuddled.

Amy put her head on Ugly Duckling's head. Without much thinking, she said, "It is obvious that she's sad because she didn't get to eat the goose that she has painstakingly raised."

"Oh, I see." Jessica and Annie nodded thoughtfully.

Sicarra felt she had let Gaga down inwardly, but her body was too honest. She swallowed the entire roast goose's drumstick in the blink of an eye. Even the bones were chewed clean.

"See, I say it's definitely delicious. It's so scrumptious that the maiden cries. She demonstrated what extreme scrumptiousness is," a mister from the next table remarked to his wife sitting across from him, and then carefully said, "My lady, why don't we order one to try? We might regret it if we don't eat it."

"Why are you staring at a young maiden?" That lady threw him a side glance with a killing intent.

"N-no, I am just looking at the roast goose!" The man shivered and quickly shook his head. His family status was clearly demonstrated.

The lady gave the man a meaningful look before nodding slightly. "Alright. Let's order one then."

"My lady is so wise!" The man was overjoyed. He quickly summoned a server, and ordered a roast goose.

Sicarra, who cried after eating, indeed gave the roast goose a great advertising effect.

The customers who used to let others try it out first all began to order the new product, roast goose.

Looking at those roast geese that floated out of the kitchen one by one, Sicarra continued to chew on the roast goose with hot tears in her eyes, and facing life with a smile.

Burp…

Sicarra and Genevieve both had a long burp at the same time.

The two of them looked at each other and the empty plate in front of them in a shock. Then, they revealed a polite and awkward smile.

"Are you full? Let's go find Gaga now," Genevieve said.

"Alright." Sicarra nodded. She felt guilty whenever Gaga was mentioned, but she couldn't help reminiscing about that delicious roast goose…

"Let's go then." Genevieve got up to settle the bill. She still flicked a glance at the kitchen before she left, and softly praised, "This young man is really not bad."

"Let's go." Sicarra quickly pulled Genevieve, who was looking at Mag as if he was her potential son-in-law, away.

Genevieve still couldn't help looking back after coming out of the restaurant as she smilingly said, "That was such a great meal. We can always come back here again in the future. I never expected that there would be a restaurant with such delicious food in Chaos City one day."

"Oh," Sicarra answered lethargically. She was much calmer after coming out of the restaurant, even though she was still missing Gaga.

"Let's go. I'll bring to meet those aunties. They might be able to help you find Gaga." Genevieve held Sicarra's hand and prepared to leave.

Pfft, pfft!

Right at that moment, two wings flapping could be heard. A big white goose, wearing a silver collar, landed in front of them with flapping wings.

The two of them halted their footsteps, stunned.

Sicarra looked at the collar on the big white goose's neck, and exclaimed happily in surprise, "Gaga!"

"Don't run, big fat goose! I am going to kill you and cook you today!" A short-haired middle-aged woman dashed over with a cleaver in her hand. She looked fearsome and murderous.

That big fat goose turned back to look at her before it attempted to fly away in a panic.

"Don't be afraid. I'm here." Sicarra swiftly crouched down to hold it, and stared at that middle-aged woman angrily. A passer-by had said that it was a short-haired middle-aged woman who carried her Gaga away. It had to be this woman.

That woman dashed over, and fiercely spoke to Sicarra, who was holding the goose. "Y-you release it. This is my goose."

"Nonsense. This is my goose!" Sicarra replied furiously. She stroked the big white goose's head, and consoled, "Don't be afraid, Gaga. I am here."

"You're the one who is talking nonsense. My goose has just escaped, and you said that it was yours. Let's ask the crowd for judgment. How can that be? I am going to hit you if you don't let go." That fat woman was about to go up to pull Sicarra after saying that.

There were already many people watching their farce now.

"I say, Sister, isn't it too much to talk to a child like that?" Genevieve went forward and stood in front of Sicarra.

The fat woman halted her footsteps, and looked at the well-dressed Genevieve. She immediately sounded weaker. "Who the hell are you?"

"I am her mother." Genevieve replied.

"So what if you are her mother? This goose is mine. Don't even think of stealing it." That fat woman became unreasonable again.

"Ha. You are really shameless." Genevieve sneered. "This goose was raised personally by my daughter from an egg. It was brought up like a precious treasure. You stole it when I let it out for a walk in front of my shop today. We couldn't find it for the whole morning, and we bumped into you here. You said this was your goose, but I think you are the thief who stole it!"

The fat woman went white after hearing that. With an unnatural expression, she argued, "Y-you are slinging mud at me! How can you prove that this goose is yours?"

Sicarra got up with Gaga, and said to that fat woman, "Gaga's collar was specially custom-made for it when it was one year old at that Stallone's Silverware Shop over there. Why don't I bring you over to verify with the boss?"

"Lunatics! Take it that I have given you this goose. I don't want it anymore," that fat lady mumbled before walking away quickly.

"Hmph!" Sicarra snorted at her back, and hugged Gaga in her arms tightly.