Chapter 586 It’s Him!
“That flavor must be very complex, right?”.
“It must be! I can’t imagine what it would taste like for such a small mooncake to contain so many fillings.”
“It’s so ugly as well; this thing doesn’t even deserve to be called a mooncake!”
Harrison’s five kernel mooncake had drawn everyone’s attention. Many people turned to look at the mooncake in Harrison’s hand, and were eager to stamp their mooncakes’ superiority over his.
Meanwhile, all of the people lined up behind Harrison were rather concerned as they looked at Mag, who was responsible for handing out the five kernel mooncakes. They knew that anything made by Mag would taste good, but no matter how they thought about it, a mooncake crammed full of five nuts and seeds would surely taste very strange. As such, many people were already sneaking over to a different line.
“This is a very unique existence in the mooncake world; it’s known as five kernel mooncake. You may be concerned that too many ingredients would ruin the flavor of the filling, but I guarantee you that the flavor combination is a very alluring one.” Mag looked at the mooncake in Harrison’s hand and recited the promotional script that the system had given to him with a slightly unnatural expression. He then looked at Harrison with a smile, and said, “Mr. Harrison, please give us your review of the five kernel mooncake.”
Harrison took another large bite of the mooncake in his hand before chewing carefully. A blissful expression appeared on his face, and he only swallowed after chewing for a long while. As he opened his eyes, an expression of surprise and elation appeared on his face as he said, “On my first bite, it felt a little strange to have so many flavors entering my mouth at once. However, after carefully savoring the second bite, I’ve discovered that all of the nuts and seeds have been baked to a very crispy and sumptuous state. All of the nuts and seeds have their own unique taste, and are more delicious than any I’ve had in the past. Most importantly, the five flavors combine perfectly to create a brand-new flavor that is indescribably good!
“This five kernel mooncake must be the best by far among the eight flavors! Who said a filling with too many ingredients can’t taste good? Doesn’t Boss Mag specialize in breaking preconceived rules and stigmas?” Harrison yelled vehemently.
The people in Mag’s line who were preparing to switch lines decided to stay after hearing Harrison’s review. All of them turned to look at Mag with renewed confidence in their eyes. Indeed, Mag’s forte lay in his ability to break the rules yet still create amazing dishes. This seemingly strange food item could actually be the best among all eight flavors. After all, someone had already acted as their lab rat, and he appeared to have thoroughly enjoyed the mooncake.
“Five kernel mooncake is trash! It’s a disgrace to all mooncakes!”
“Exactly! It doesn’t even look like a mooncake!”
“Mooncakes should actually be split up into only two categories: five kernel mooncakes and other mooncakes!”
All of the customers were still engaged in heated arguments, and before everyone knew it, the argument that had eight factions had been reduced to two factions, one of which was denouncing five kernel mooncake with all their might, while the other swore by five kernel mooncake and defended it with their
lives.
“History really does like to repeat itself. Looks like five kernel mooncake has also become the most contentious mooncake even in this alternate world.” Mag shook his head with a smile, but made no attempt to stop the quarreling. The conflict between the tofu pudding factions had already instilled good habits into everyone, so they wouldn’t end up actually fighting over the different flavors.
Quarreling without any malicious intent actually worked to liven up the scene quite nicely, and it felt as if everyone was getting into the spirit of the moon festival.
“Boss Mag, I’ll take all of the Burning Legion’s mooncakes in their stead.” Sargeras made his way over to Mag with a bashful smile.
“Sure. Looks like it was a good day of hunting for you guys today.” Mag smiled as he placed 12 mooncakes into Sargeras’ hands. Kiel and the others were all standing behind him with rucksacks in their hands, all of which appeared to be filled, thereby indicating a successful hunting trip.
“It sure was. We caught a lot of good stuff today, and ended up getting back a little late. We were worried that we’d miss out on the dinner service, so we came over before going to the mercenary union, but the dinner service was canceled anyway. Looks like we won’t be getting any roujiamo tonight.” Sargeras wore a slightly forlorn look on his face, but his voice held no accusatory undertones at all.
Mag nodded at the demons in the Burning Legion in acknowledgment. These demons were risking their lives day after day to achieve their vision of allowing all of their brethren to eat roujiamos; they were true heroes of their race.
“It’s really good that we were able to have your mooncakes anyway. Come to think of it, I haven’t been home for several centuries, so I’ll take this opportunity to do some moon-viewing and reminisce about my homeland.” Sargeras smiled as he carried the mooncakes away. All of the other members of the Burning Legion also smiled at Mag before departing in the wake of Sargeras.
Mag continued to hand out mooncakes to his customers. He looked at the smiles on everyone’s faces, and a wide beaming smile crept onto his own face.
Right at that moment, a figure limped over to Mag. He extended a hand forward, and requested, “I’ll have two five kernel mooncakes.”
This was a pair of hands that were covered in rough callouses. The edges of his palms and fingers were all heavily calloused from gripping the hilts of knives and swords. Those callouses were customary for any hardworking warrior who worked with blades.
Mag faltered upon hearing that voice. He looked at a man with a set of ordinary features whose only distinguishable facial trait was the scar near his left eyelid.
It’s him! A huge wave of shock surged through Mag’s heart. He was an extremely important man in Alex’s memories. Prior to the incident three years ago, this man had protected and taken him all the way to Chaos City before purchasing this place for him.
Only one man on the entire Norland Continent knew where Mag Alex had gone, and it was this man: Louis Norse.
“Please enjoy.” Mag forcibly suppressed his turbulent emotions, and handed Louis two mooncakes with a smile.
“I will.” Louis also smiled in response as he limped away. A smile appeared on his face as he confirmed internally, It’s him.
Mag looked at Louis’ departing figure, and a hint of sympathy welled up in his heart. At the same time, he became even more alert and wary.
He had detected a few pairs of eyes scrutinizing him during the performance before, and one of those pairs of eyes most likely belonged to Louis. As for the who the other ones were, Mag was not sure.
If the people in Rodu suspected that he was still alive, then perhaps they would send someone here to try and find him. If so, he was in a lot of danger.
He was a man who had been approached by Louis and had a young half-elf daughter. That was enough to make a lot of people very suspicious of his identity.
Mag had thought that he had the situation under control, but little did he know that everything was already on the brink of falling apart.
“I’ll also get two mooncakes.” Narson made his way over to Mag, and stared intently at his hands. His brows furrowed initially before loosening as a hint of disappointment appeared on his face. He accepted the mooncakes from Mag and slowly departed.