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 Mobai felt a little embarrassed after saying that. He had questioned the dish’s taste in every possible way, and now he was asking for it on his own initiative. This turn of events was pretty awkward.
 Mobai took a look at Amy, who was stuffing herself, and said to himself,Because she was eating so happily, for a moment, I couldn’t refrain from saying those words…&nbsp;He brought back his head that had been craning forward, and again said in a cool voice, “I don’t really want it, but I think I have to show some respect to the little girl, so I’ll try and have one plate.”
 Mag nodded. “All right. Please wait a moment.” Of course he wouldn’t say too much at this moment, but he couldn’t refrain from smiling when he turned around.&nbsp;His tsundere tone is really amusing.
 “Dwarf grandpa, this rainbow fried rice is really very good.” Amy swallowed down the rice in her mouth, took another spoonful, and added, “Look, it’s very beautiful, right? Don’t you feel like eating it very badly?”
 Looking at the golden egg-coated rice on the spoon, which was mixed with various ingredients, and the sky-clear eyes of the little girl who was still holding her spoon, Mobai nodded subconsciously.
 Amy nodded. “Then watch me eat it.” She opened her mouth to eat the whole spoonful, and as she chewed, she said merrily, “Yummy, yummy.”
 “…” Mobai’s mouth opened and closed. Watching the little girl opposite who was again completely immersed in her fried rice, for a moment, he felt like saying a lot of things, but just couldn’t make the words come out.
 If opposite him were a man, his heavy hammer would have already landed on his head. Yet, watching the little thing eating happily, he couldn’t get angry at all.
 Instead, he felt… that she was pretty cute?
 Mobai was already hungry after a whole morning’s hammering, and now, he felt even hungrier as he watched the little girl eating happily. If his senses had been gone, he would have gone and robbed her of some rice.
 After a short while, Mag put the rice for two in the cooker and walked out with a plate of Yangzhou fried rice. He softly put down the plate in front of Mobai, and said smilingly, “Your Yangzhou fried rice is ready, sir.”
 Mobai was totally attracted to the rice before him. The strong aroma of the chopped green onions and eggs tickled his nose, and his saliva was starting to be secreted. He had never smelled such an enticing aroma from any food before.
 The rice grains were separated clearly and coated with a layer of golden eggs; on the surface was a little oil, as if shining in the lamplight. The colorful ingredients that had been chopped into the size of the rice grains had mixed with the rice to form a lively and bright color. So many ingredients, and they were cooked together with oil directly. There was no pepper or salt beside the plate; perhaps it was already seasoned? Mobai’s concept of eating was completely torn apart.
 Mag was standing there, observing, calm on the outside, but also a little expectant and nervous on the inside. While Amy liked the fried rice very much, her previous favorite food was that pancake, so her opinion could only be used as reference.
 However, technically, Mobai was his first customer, so his reaction and feedback were more important. Based on them, he could more or less figure out whether they liked the Yangzhou fried rice here or not.
 What’s this cooking method? Will it be good?&nbsp;Mobai was a little dubious, but driven by the pleasant smell, he couldn’t refrain from holding the spoon and bringing a spoonful to his mouth. He chewed several times.
 The eggs almost melted down once inside his mouth; the grain-sized winter bamboo shoots and green peas were crisp and tasty; the egg-coated rice was so sweet after being finely chewed; the soft and tender ham was well mixed with the rice, and he seemed to have tasted shrimp in it. He could taste all the different tastes in this one mouthful, and he felt warm all over when he had swallowed it, with the pleasant smell of rice still lingering in his mouth.
 Mobai’s eyes brightened immediately.
 Delicious! This is so delicious! How can anything in this world be so delicious?!
 Mobai wasn’t able to think about anything else. He couldn’t help but bring another spoonful to his mouth, and then he simply held the plate with one hand and gripped the spoon with the other; one mouthful after another, he just couldn’t stop his hand!
 600 copper coins was expensive? No, with food this good, 1,000 was not nearly expensive to him.
 The roasted meat in the Fryer Tavern was so coarse and plain compared to this rice. Perhaps he wouldn’t be able to tolerate that burnt taste that he had put up with before from now on.
 It was as if this fried rice was elaborately made by a cooking master. He had tried all the different food on the Norland Continent in the past few hundred years, but it was the first time that he had eaten something as good as this.
 He had put all his suspicions towards Mag and the contempt in his mind from before behind him. Face and stuff like that were nothing before such great food.
 Moreover, much to Mobai’s surprise, after this fried rice, he felt that warm feeling was not a delusion, but very real. He felt very relaxed and comfortable all over as if something were nourishing his body. The weariness from waving the heavy hammer for a whole morning seemed to be assuaged and relieved quickly.
 It was like he had drunk a bottle of recovery potion, except that this recovery was gentler and more comfortable, from inside to outside, and it didn’t make him feel more exhausted after its effect wore out like the recovery potion, which made him think of the elves’ holy spring: the Spring of Life.
 “Dwarf grandpa, the rainbow fried rice is very good, right?” Amy giggled happily. Watching Mobai eating ceaselessly, she said, “Amy told you you’d fall in love with its taste.”
 Mag stood there, smiling. Mobai’s reaction had said everything. Even he couldn’t resist the good taste of this Yangzhou fried rice, so Mag had no worry at all about whether his restaurant would be popular or not. This was a rather good start.
 “Yes. I’ve fallen in love with this taste.” Mobai put down the plate and looked at Mag. “Owner, give me seconds. It’s really very good.”
 At this moment, the voice of the system sounded all of a sudden. “System recommends you apply the limited purchasing strategy. It would highly raise customer expectations and stickiness.”
 Mag was taken by surprise. He responded by asking, “System, aren’t you only responsible for selling ingredients?”
 “System is mainly responsible for supervising you learning cooking skills and supplying necessary ingredients,” stressed the system, appearing a little unhappy with Mag’s remarks.
 “Well then, you’d better do your job and sell the ingredients. This is my restaurant; you want me to apply limited purchasing strategy instead of making money—are you taking me for a fool? I’ve got the mission to complete!” Mag curled his lip. He wished someone would eat 100 plates.
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 There is a very strange restaurant in the City of Sin.
 Elves and dwarves must share a table, orcs are strangely well behaved, dragons are only welcomed on the small square in front of the restaurant, and the demons must bring their own stool.
 This strange restaurant with their strange rules continuous to attract a long line of customers.
 “This place serves the best food! The chef of this restaurant is a genius!” Some of the guests in the restaurant left glowing reviews. But these guests have a word of warning for other guests, “No matter what you do, never, never attempt to kidnap the boss or try to ‘eat and run’. You will die.”
 A cute little girl stood near the door, and demanded in her tiny voice, “You have eaten the food, now pay up, or I will beat you to death.” The five-meter tall dragon suddenly felt a chill running up its spine.
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 What does it feel like when you have a best-selling detective fiction author for a boyfriend?
 Whenever you offend him, he would look at you disdainfully, “A character molded after you could only ever appear in my novel as a deceased victim.”
 Whenever you seriously offend him, he would threaten you, “The very next victim who dies in my novel would be named after you.”
 Whenever you seriously, seriously offend him, he would add on to the previous threats, “Furthermore, the victim would have died at the hands of an extremely perverse and twisted serial killer, and would have suffered an extremely painful and terrible death.”
 But, by a stroke of coincidence, if you happen to be this best-selling author’s editor, he need not resort to the above mentioned tactics. In fact, all he has to do is one, single thing – 
 -Delay the submission of his draft.
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 The actress Liu Qingqing entered a book about the future in which all human beings have only seen AI robots as actors.
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 “Then why don’t I marry you!” Yu Dong suddenly proposed.
 “You…” Xia Feng thought he had misheard.
 “You see, you’re looking for someone to marry to ease your mother’s heart, I also want to get married, we’re right in front of the doors to the Civil Affairs Bureau, and with all our papers too!” Yu Dong exclaimed while holding up her red household book.
 “And the most important thing is that we just broke up with our exes. This is fate, ah!”
 Right up until they left the Civil Affairs Bureau again, holding a newly registered red book, Xia Feng remained dazed still wondering, how did he end up getting married?
 Did he just pick up a wife at the doors to the Civil Affairs Bureau?
 What Xia Feng doesn’t know is that Yu Dong traveled back in time from 10 years in the future.
 Now, having a second chance in life and able to secure a good husband, Yu Dong will live her life at full throttle and without regrets.
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 At midnight, with two hoots of owls, Xu Wang was involved in a world called “Owl”, dividing his life into two parts: “day reality” and “night mission completed”.
 Xu Wang–I met my white moonlight, who I had a crush on in high school and who turned me down, now has become my team partner in the world of mission completed. I was very flustered.
 Wu Sheng–I met the man who bore in my mind in mission completed world. Although I was rejected that year, I would like to try again.
 Owl–Which one of you had a crush on the other? Who was turned down? How am I confused about this…
 Unlimited flow, team up to complete missions, sophomoric high IQ pretentious adorkable Gong VS optimistic ridicule Shou
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 For an ordinary working woman to transmigrate into the body of an official wife of a nobleman, described by the emperor as ‘peerless talent’, life should be good, right?
 Too bad the official wife was an eyesore to this handsome ‘peerless talent’ husband. Hated as a political chess piece that prevented the dear husband from taking his true sweetheart as the official wife, she was universally despised by the entire family and was tossed into a corner of the inner court to fend for herself.
 If that’s not enough, this scum man also tossed a pair of unloved children born of some lowbred woman he had accidentally xxx with into her miserably poor courtyard.
 Thus, she was set on a course of self-destruction…
 Or so everyone thought.
 Instead of self-destruction, this is the time to hone one’s self-sustaining skills!
 We are far away from the inner court battles and our face is an eyesore to everyone. So, let’s just spend our leisurely days shut away from the world! Our transmigrator is very satisfied with the lifestyle of an abandoned wife.
 Only…
 Father of these children, why are you here?
 Poking your nose into our private paradise after five years, just what do you think you’re doing!?
 Humph!
 Children, it’s time to defend our corner of paradise!
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 When she left the capital city, she was fat, chubby and white in everybody’s eyes. When she returned to the capital city, she was perfect; a goddess in everybody’s eyes.
 A reporter once asked her: What do you think is most important for a woman?
 She simply smiled and answered: The most important thing is to be good to ourselves.
 When a person has a crush, other than the person himself, no one will know.
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 Lin You He excelled in everything – his looks and accomplishments were all top notch, but he was very dense in the emotional department that made people feel frustrated.
 Even if a marriage contract fell from the sky, he would not feel anything. All he knew was to remember his identity and fulfill the contract.
 On the day of the wedding, he was still apologizing for his friends’ teasing.
 “I’m sorry Mr. Lu, they don’t know the situation, so I hope you don’t mind……”
 The other party lowered his eyes to look at him, “I don’t mind.”
 Lin Yu He felt relieved, as he thought that the rumors were wrong and that the other party was not as insensitive as he was rumored to be.
 Until that night, he did not manage to get any sleep.
 The next day, Lin Yu He braced his sore legs and asked in a voice that was hoarse from crying, “Let me confirm again, we will divorce after the contract is over, right? The kind of mission last night only needs to be done once, right?”
 The man who was about to reach out to help him massage his waist narrowed his eyes, his voice was low and his words curt: “No divorce, no stopping it.”
 Lin Yu He: “……”
 He looked at the man whose gaze was obscure, and finally had a change from his usual dullness, keenly perceiving the looming danger: “How about we talk about the divorce first……”
 The next second, he was pinched at the back of his neck.
 “Ning Ning.”
 The man called him by his nickname, and his breath invading all his senses.
 “You didn’t even look at me that seriously when we got married.”
 “Also, last night wasn’t a mission.”
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 “Boss, Madam wants to play a role in a movie.”
 “Invest in a movie and make her the lead role!”
 “Boss, Madam wants to be a model…”
 “Bring international models for her to use as a stepping stone!”
 “Boss… Madam wants to be a singer…”
 “Buy 1 million copies in advance!”
 In her past life, Bai Qingyan hurt the man who loved her. He looked at her lovingly as he fell to his death and she realized she loved him all too late. To live a life once again, she vowed to grasp this happiness with him. No longer will she regret.
 “Who calls my name? You aren’t worthy! Also, it’s time to pay off the debt and enmity incurred from the past. Are you ready?”
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 This is probably the story of a modern man who became the Seventh son of Kangxi in the Qing Dynasty. This is probably the story of how the Seventh brother Yinyou worked hard and fell in love by the way. So there is no doubt that this article is ambiguous, and it is easy to guess who the couple is.
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 If you are good enough, why don’t you fly to the heavens, and rise side by side with the sun?
 This is about a girl who played using a male character, carefully building up her strength, guarding her wallet to one day be able to sponsor her male idol.
 This is the story of a group of mentally insane people.
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 Tang Xiao had two wishes so far, the first wish is to sponsor Mu Cheng. The second wish was to help every enemy of Su Muzhe!
 Female: Wife, I have died! When I die, hold me tight! That way, the ones who have come for revenge will know that we are a pair!
 Male: … …
 Everyone: Why aren’t you going to the heavens?!
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 Everyday, when Tang Xiao sat at home, she would first, number 1: kiss kiss pat pat and stare contentedly at the collection of naked posters of her male idol Mu Cheng that she had pasted all over her home.
 Secondly, she would play online games.
 With her male ID, Tang Xiao would cause havoc and uproar all over the game by confessing to girls constantly everyday, murdering all the men and generally, harassing people in public.
 Every single time, she raised havoc, a female ID named Su Muzhe would punch her and try to knock her to her senses.
 Thus a marriage began between a male ID who had a girl behind it, and a female ID who had a man behind it.
 While at the same time, Tang Xiao tried her very best to roll into the sheets of her male idol, not knowing that she was already associated with him in the 2D world.
 This is the story of how Tang Xiao was shamelessly bribed by her male idol to marry his character with naked posters of himself, and how every time she announced she wanted to sleep with him, she was punched.
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 “Ding— initiating system binding.”
 Ji Yao transmigrated in a book and, as soon as she lands in, she binds to a system.
 The system said she had to spend her money on the villain in order to survive.
 Ji Yao: This garbage system is making me spends my money for nothing and still lying to me.
 Later, Ji Yao met the villain…
 Ji Yao: I will! I will give you money! Am I still allowed to?
 The villain’s lips are smiling, his eyebrows are gentle, and he whispers softly in her ear, “Yaoyao, you must only like me, otherwise I will punish you!”
 Ji Yao: I…I can not only use money to support you, but I’m also willing to donate my liver!
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 She went out of the way to help him build a business empire and get his inheritance. When she thought they would live happily ever after, she and her entire family were quietly gotten rid of and burned to ashes. As the blaze seared her skin, she was overcome by deep hatred and bitter regret, and wished she had another chance…
 Dizziness jolted her out of unconsciousness.
 She is now known as Miss Su. She tried to run from her wedding, but slipped and fell in the river, which incidentally, brought great shame upon both her and her fiance’s family. The word on the street is that her fiance is a playboy, a make-out king, and a bit of a lady’s man. But she has to salvage this marriage to carry out her revenge plan.
 And… the more she gets to know her future husband, the more she needs to find out. He turns out to be much deeper and more sophisticated than he cares to show to the outside world.
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