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“It’s not that big of a deal. It’s just that our restaurant was participating in the Aden Square food competition, but it was suddenly removed from the rankings today.” Mag was given a massive fright by Krassu’s vehement reaction, and he hurriedly explained the situation. If Krassu really went ahead and burned everyone in the Catering Association to death, he would have to flee the city with Amy. Couldn’t they be more diplomatic in their thinking?

“I see. When I get some spare time, I’ll go and put in a word for you with Michael. He should be able to help you.” Krassu nodded before turning to Amy with a smile, and continuing, “Little Amy, the materials are already being transported from Rodu, and they should arrive at Chaos City soon. When they arrive, I’m going to personally build a magic fortress for you. However, those old guys heard that I took a disciple, and they sent three disciples of their disciples to congratulate me. They’re definitely up to no good, so I’m going to teach you some really good spells in the next few days so you can teach them a lesson...”

Looks like I’ll have to take care of my problems on my own. After exiting the school, Mag rode his bike toward Sherlock Detective Agency. To important figures like Krassu, the restaurant rankings were completely trivial. It couldn’t even compare to the importance of teaching Amy magic spells.

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One must know oneself and one’s enemies in order to emerge victorious in battle. I have to do some research about the Catering Association, then pay a visit to the city lord’s castle. After emerging from the Sherlock Detective Agency, he placed a yellow document bag into his bike’s basket, then rode it back to the restaurant.

After Mag walked into the restaurant, Yabemiya approached him with a concerned expression, and asked, “Boss, what do we do now? Our restaurant has been removed from the rankings; do we still keep casting votes?”

“We have enough tickets for the next two days.” Sally was also quite incensed, but she was a lot calmer than Yabemiya.

Mag parked the bike, and turned to the two of them with a smile as he said, “Keep voting; maybe we still have a chance at making a comeback. Just ignore the issue for now. Don’t let your negative emotions affect your customer service.”

“Boss, are you really alright?” Yabemiya was still a little concerned for Mag. Even she was this angry, so Mag must have been fuming, but he was still speaking to them with a smile.

Sally was also a little surprised as she looked at Mag.

“Of course I’m fine. The final rankings haven’t been decided yet, right?” Mag shook his head with a smile as he tossed the documents in the basket on his bike into a drawer. He then turned to the two of them, and asked, “What do you want for breakfast? I’ll cook something up for you. I’ll be releasing a new dish tonight, and we’ll taste-test it at noon.”

“A new dish?” Yabemiya’s eyes immediately lit up upon hearing that, and her sour mood was alleviated significantly. She contemplated momentarily before replying, “I want a sweet tofu pudding and a roujiamo. What’s the new dish this time?”

“I want a Yangzhou fried rice,” Sally chimed in. She was also looking at Mag with a curious expression. The braised chicken and rice had only been released not long ago, so she was surprised that Mag was releasing another new dish so soon.

“You’ll find out at noon. Have a seat and take a rest. I’ll go cook up some breakfast.” Mag refrained from revealing the answer. Instead, he gave the two of them a mysterious smile before turning toward the kitchen.

I wonder what delicious dish it’ll be. Yabemiya was filled with anticipation.

Unflappable even in the face of adversity. That must be why he’s constantly able to improve and cook more delicious dishes, Sally thought to herself.

If it were Mag’s delicious cooking that had prompted her to stay in the first place, then it was the charisma of his benevolent and calm personality that was slowly winning her heart.

Why would a man like him come to Chaos City with his daughter to open a restaurant, and who could be Amy’s elven mother? Why did Mag never mention her, and why had they never seen her? Sally had countless questions in her mind, but she didn’t dare to ask any of them.

After Sally and Yabemiya finished their breakfast, it was time for opening, so Mamy Restaurant opened the restaurant door with a smile, and let in all of the customers.

Yabemiya wore her usual bubbly smile, while Sally wore her perpetual cold expression that was still graceful yet not haughty in any way.

The customers were in a foul mood as Mamy Restaurant had been removed from the rankings, and they had thought that the atmosphere in the restaurant would be quite gloomy as well. After, the restaurant bosses were always the most frustrated when things of this nature happened.

However, their negative emotions were immediately wiped away by the Mag and Yabemiya’s smiles. It was still the same bright and happy restaurant, and even the conflict between the sweet and sour factions had become a daily ritual that the customers had come to enjoy.

“Welcome. I hope everyone can have a pleasant morning today,” Mag greeted with a smile. He then turned and nodded to Yabemiya and Sally before making his way toward the kitchen.

The customers were the foundation of a restaurant. He could fail the mission, but he didn’t want to negatively impact the moods of his customers because of that. That was not something that a good restaurant would do.

The busy breakfast service drew to a conclusion. Mag took off his apron before going upstairs with the documents that he had obtained from the detective agency. There was still some time before he had to prepare his spicy grilled fish, so he decided to learn a bit about the Catering Association first.

There weren’t that many documents with information regarding the Catering Association, so Mag read through them in about 20 minutes.

Simply put, they were a private association that was enlisted by the authorities, thereby making it an official organization, but it was still run as a private entity, and wasn’t supervised by the authorities.

About four decades ago, a middle-aged man began to gather information on all of the restaurants in the Aden Square, and then conducted a survey to determine the most popular restaurants. Based on the results of that survey, he made a restaurant ranking. That man was the founder of the Catering Association, Lorry.

The restaurant ranking that he’d created was gradually endorsed by more and more customers as it made finding good food very convenient. At the same time, avid foodies began to join him, and they founded the Food Association together.

After over two decades of development, the Food Association was well established, and its food competition became more and more renowned. It had become the go-to directory for people looking for good food in the Aden Square. All of the restaurants that appeared on its rankings board were generally endorsed by all customers.

After that, Lorry retired, and passed on his Food Association to a young man named Warren.

That Warren truly was a genius. Not long after taking over, he revolutionized the food competition’s rating method. In the past, members of the association would dine at each restaurant to determine their rankings. However, he transformed that into a customer vote.

The Food Association entered a period of rapid development, and the food competition became even more heavily endorsed. Under the new voting system, subjectivity was minimized, so the dishes that made it onto the rankings received widespread love from all customers. As such, it became an extremely influential force, and a restaurant’s ranking in the food competition could decide how much business they were getting.

After that, the Food Association was endorsed by the city lord’s castle, and changed its name to the Catering Association. It received an official seal, and that was when profits began to spike for the association.

“If he hasn’t been reduced to a deceitful man who takes bribes and manipulates rankings, he really would be a genius.” Mag put down the documents in his hands. His voice was tinged with a hint of wistfulness.