"This…" Mai Ge looked at Visenio's indignant face and suddenly felt a little sympathy. It seemed that he had become like this not because of his womanizing, but entirely because he had a shrewish wife who had exploited him to this extent. What kind of fierce and ruthless woman must she be?
"Esteemed guest, what kind of medicine are you referring to? Our restaurant doesn't sell medicine." Yabemia asked, looking at Visenio with a serious expression.
Although she didn't know why this guest had knelt in front Mai Ge upon meeting him, but she would be the first to disagree if the customer wanted to frame the restaurant!
Mai Ge and Visenio both glanced at Yabemia. This girl was truly naive, but it wasn't good to explain this to a young girl. They exchanged a glance and chose to let it go.
"This guest, please get up. I guarantee with the restaurant's reputation that every dish sold here is perfectly safe, and there's absolutely no question of selling medicine in public." Mai Ge helped Visenio up, looking at him earnestly. "It's just that every dish has its unique effects. Having a Rou Jia Mo first thing in the morning can definitely get your blood pumping and give you more energy and motivation for work. But if you don't have any other work, that's a different story."
Visenio's hand trembled. His wife really didn't have any other job; her daily work consisted of exploiting him.
However, he couldn't refute Mai Ge's statement. After all, so many people bought Rou Jia Mo in the morning, ate it, and went out in high spirits and good condition. The most exaggerated ones were probably those few demons who were on fire after eating it. There were indeed no strange phenomena in that regard.
"Looks like I can't let her eat Rou Jia Mo on bed anymore." Visenio sighed silently, then looked at Mai Ge with shining eyes and asked, "By the way, Boss Mai, you said that every dish has its own characteristics, so what are the characteristics of your Yang Zhou Fried Rice and the new dish you're launching today?"
"Yang Zhou Fried Rice can promote blood circulation and warm the body, and has a good nourishing effect on people with weak constitutions." Mai Ge paused for a moment, looking at Visenio before continuing, "The characteristics of the new tofu pudding aren't entirely certain yet, but it should have some benefits for the skin, and female customers should like it."
Mai Ge's pause made Visenio look a little embarrassed, but he was still quite excited after hearing the rest.
He had been trying to find something to replenish his qi and blood, but those things often harmed his health. His body was in its current state, partly due to those random medicines.
Now that Mai Ge says that eating Yang Zhou Fried Rice can nourish the body, he is naturally excited. He was so envious when he saw his wife eating Rou Jia Mo, but after his wife took a bite, she snatched his portion away, and he didn't get a single bite.
As for tofu pudding, which is good for skincare, it's an even better way to please his wife. She uses pearl powder on her face everyday, so she'll definitely like it. He can only hope that the tofu pudding can take away some of her love for Rou Jia Mo, otherwise he feels like he's really going to die soon.
"Guest, if you'd like something to eat, you can come earlier during lunch time." Mai Ge withdrew his hand from Visenio's, expressing sympathy for his plight. However, there was nothing he could do about it; he could only hope that the energy Visenio had gained from the Yang Zhou Fried Rice will be enough to keep up with the wildness unleashed by his tigress eating Rou Jia Mo.
"Boss Mai, how about you make me a plate of Yang Zhou Fried Rice first? Look at me, I'm so hungry I can barely walk." Visenio looked at Mai Ge pitifully, leaning against the doorframe, looking like he was about to collapse at any moment.
"Sorry, the restaurant stops serving food after opening hours." Mai Ge shook his head.
"Money is no problem, I can give you double, triple, even! Eighteen gold coins for a plate of Yang Zhou Fried Rice, I can give it to you right now." Visenio pulled out his money pouch, ready to pay.
"That's the restaurant's rule, even ten times the amount won't do." Mai Ge refused without hesitation, pointing ahead, "There's a noodle shop about fifty meters ahead, you can have breakfast there before going back. Yang Zhou Fried Rice isn't a magic pill, even if you eat a plate, it won't make you energetic."
"Alright, then I'll come earlier at noon. I'll find a teahouse to sit in the morning. I dare not go home again." Visenio said helplessly when he saw that Mai Ge showed no sign of wavering.
"Goodbye, Uncle Weakness, you have to stay awake, okay? If you fall, there might not be anyone to help you up, and if you can't climb back up, you won't be able to have the delicious rainbow fried rice for lunch." Amy waved to Visenio, earnestly reminding him.
Visenio raised an eyebrow. The girl's tone sounded like she cared about him, but something about it sounded a little strange. Something seemed a little off.
"Oh right! What the heck is 'Uncle Weakness'? Although I do look quite weak right now, but it's really weird to use that as a nickname!" Visenio glared, but seeing the concerned expression on Amy's delicate and cute face, his heart softened immediately. What could he do? Of course, he chose to forgive her.
After getting married, he wanted a child the most, but unfortunately his wife didn't like children and hadn't wanted one for four or five years. Having such a cute little daughter was like being a winner in life. He couldn't help but look at Mai Ge with some envy, nodded in agreement, and slowly left.
"Daddy, do you think Uncle Weakness can hold on until noon?" Amy asked with some concern, watching Visenio's retreating figure.
"He should be fine…" Mai Ge glanced at Visenio, who almost stumbled and fell, and was a little doubtful, but quickly looked away, smiled and patted Amy's head, saying, "Little Amy, you just said you wanted to learn a second song, didn't you? Come on, Daddy will get it for you."
"Yes, yes!" Amy immediately clapped her hands and nodded happily. The Ugly Duckling in her arms had its face squeezed out of shape and looked at the ceiling in despair, not daring to utter a sound of resistance.
"Is he going to teach Amy a new nursery rhyme?" Yabemia was also looking forward to it. These days, besides the Ugly Duckling, Amy's favorite toy was that singing little elf, and the songs it sang were really nice.
Mai Ge closed the restaurant door, walked straight to the counter, took out the music box, placed it on the counter, turned it on, turned off the single-track loop, and then clicked the next song. He looked at the music box with equal anticipation, wondering what classic nursery rhyme the system would provide this time.
A ring of colored lights illuminated the hemispherical glass sphere, and the powerful beat of an electric guitar and drums filled the air. The little elf inside began to move, albeit somewhat stiffly to the rhythm. The rhythm was so brisk and powerful, and it felt... familiar?
"System, damn it! Can 'Gokuraku Jodo' even be considered a nursery rhyme?" Mai Ge roared in his mind, his eyes wide.