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

Adams had donned gold and silver armor, quickly reminding Mag that he was the first customer to order ‘Buddha jumps over the wall’ the day before. He even seemed very excited after trying the dish.

However, he still had a head full of hair just the day before, and his hair was so short he seemed almost bald today. He could only see very sparse and short hair.

Indeed, some people appear glamorous, but in reality, his hair was probably almost gone under that wig, Mag thought. However, what was he doing early in the morning with someone and also this suspicious-looking object?

“Boss Mag, I… I am here to gift you this memorial tablet,” Adams said agitatedly.

“Memorial tablet?” Mag raised his eyebrows. Is he here to cause trouble early in the morning? Why is he here to give me a tablet? Isn’t that a bit too much?

The other customers all looked over when they heard that. This young man looked pretty handsome and jovial, but from what he said, could he be here to cause trouble?

“No, no, I said it wrong, it’s a signboard, a signboard as a token of appreciation!” Adams quickly realized his mistake and shook his head. He turned around to pull the red cloth off the long signboard, revealing a glimmering gold signboard made of pure gold.

“Master of Hair Growth!”

Harrison, who was lining up right at the front, blurted out.

Mag looked at the glimmering gold signboard and the four big words made from pure gold. His jaw dropped, and he had no idea what to say for a moment.

The regulars in the line looked at the newly sprouted short hair on Adams’s head, then at the glimmering signboard, and they suddenly seemed to have understood what was going on.

“Erm, I really can’t accept this.” Mag shook his head. He ran a restaurant; where would he hang a signboard that said “Master of Hair Growth”?

What if others learned from Adams, and sent him flags with “Miracle Healer” or “Gynaecology Expert”?

“Your unique creation has changed my life. This signboard is just a token of appreciation. If you can’t even accept this, no one else in this world can. Please do accept it,” Adams said with sincerity. He got someone to make it for him yesterday, and made sure to personally send it over this morning so that he could express his gratitude.

“Boss Mag, just accept it. Look at this signboard, it’s bright and shiny. It would be very eye-catching if you hung it at the door. It would also help to raise the restaurant’s reputation,” Harrison said with a chuckle.

“That’s right, Boss Mag. He did it so that he could thank you. You’ve done a good deed, so just accept it,” someone else chimed in quickly.

“Should I also make a signboard for Boss Mag as a token of my appreciation?” Gjerj said thoughtfully as he looked at the signboard.

“Boss Mag, please accept it.” Adams was very sincere.

Mag fell silent for a while as he looked at Adams’s sincere face and listened to the other customers’ words. He thought that he should not refuse anymore, so he nodded unwillingly and said to Adams, “It would not be very nice for me to reject it, since it’s your sincerity, but accepting this signboard doesn’t mean I will hang it up. I will keep this and treasure it well.”

Adams was a little disappointed when he heard Mag say that he would not hang it up, but he quickly smiled again, nodding, and said, “Sure. Boss Mag, you decide what you want to do with it. It’s alright as long as you are willing to accept my sincerity.”

“You’re too polite.” Mag nodded. He heaved a sigh in relief secretly. If Adams were to make him hang this signboard up there, then Mamy Restaurant might end up as Mamy Hair Growth Shop.

“I’ll get him to bring that signboard in for you. It’s a little heavy.” Adams moved to the side to let the driver in.

“That won’t be necessary. I will bring it in myself.” Mag received the signboard from the driver. This signboard felt as though it was made from pure gold, so it was indeed quite heavy. If he were to hang it outside, he reckoned it would probably be stolen by the second day. “Then I will go back to have my meal. I still have to send Amy to school later.”

As he said that, he turned to walk into the restaurant with the signboard in his arms.

“Go back first,” Adams told the driver as he walked right to the end of the line.

So Young Master Adams’s hair started growing because he ate Boss Mag’s ‘Buddha jumps over the wall’. The only thing that we don’t know is if he has any connections to Boss Mag. A middle-aged man in the line watched as Adams joined the line, and thought, If I were to tell Old Master Charny about this, there might be some progress with the business plan I was talking to him about. I heard that he had been deeply concerned about his hair loss problems when he was young.

All the women sitting at the table stared when Mag came back carrying a shining golden signboard after going out for a while.

“Father, what is that?” Amy asked curiously.

Miya read the words on the signboard and curiously asked, “Master of Hair Growth? What title is that?”

Mag looked at all the curious faces, and explained, “A customer gave it to me. He said that I changed his life, so he gave me this signboard as a token of appreciation.”

“Then why don’t you hang it outside so everyone can see it?” Anna asked curiously.

“Don’t you think that it’s weird for a restaurant to have a ‘Master of Hair Growth’ signboard?” Babla said as she looked at the signboard.

“Yes, we’re a restaurant, after all. It’s not nice to reject a customer’s kind thoughts, but this signboard really isn’t suitable for hanging at the door.” Mag nodded in agreement. He carried the signboard to the stairs as he said, “Continue eating, I’ll bring this up.”

Just then, the system sounded in Mag’s head. “Ding! Congratulations on receiving the title ‘Master of Hair Growth’ and activating the hidden mission: hair loss has a negative impact on a person physically and mentally. As the candidate for the God of Cookery, you need to have a caring heart and help those who are deeply troubled by hair loss problems so that they can regain their head of luscious hair and start their life anew. You have to help 30 people with hair loss problems say goodbye to their hair loss troubles in three days! Mission success: you’ll gain the recipe for Steamed Fish Head with Diced Hot Red Peppers! Mission failure: the host will become irreversibly bald. Mission progress: 6/30.”

“F*ck!” Mag almost blurted out.

“System, that’s such vicious punishment. What’s with becoming bald!” Mag rolled his eyes.

“Saving a bald is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Host, good luck!” the system encouraged before disappearing completely.

“F*ck.” Mag looked at the signboard in his arms, and suddenly had the urge to hang it up. After all, he had only helped six people with hair loss problems after two days of launching ‘Buddha jumps over the wall’. Who knew when he would be able to finish with the remaining 24?