 Whispering Jianghu

In Chaos City on the Norland Continent, there is a strange restaurant.

Here, elves and dwarves share tables. Beastmen are prohibited from making a din, and giant dragons can only seat around the tiny square in front of the restaurant. Even demons have to bring their own stools…

But it is such a strange restaurant that has long lines outside every day.

Elves are stuffing kebabs, paying no mind to their manners; giant dragons are sitting around a hot pot, strainers in their hands; demons are eating nice-looking dango…

"There's no other place on this continent where you can find food like that! The boss here is a genius!" a customer provides such a review. Then, he gives a furtive look at the door. "Also, don't you think of kidnapping the boss away or dine-and-dashing, or you will suffer a tragic death."

"Eat, pay, or you will be beaten to death." says a cute little girl in her childish voice as she trots forward. A five-meter tall dragon shivers when it meets her eyes.

Henyee Translations

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

After downing two bowls of chicken soup, Miranda's complexion had improved significantly, and her entire body had been filled with renewed energy and hope.

She could feel that her lower abdomen was very warm and comfortable, and that her entire body had been nourished by the chicken soup.

Gjerj accepted the fried rice from the nearby servant, then turned to Miranda, and said, "Here's your favorite Yangzhou fried rice. Have some fried rice, then drink some more soup."

Both of the servants stood off to the side with expectant looks on their faces. Madam's complexion had improved significantly after drinking the chicken soup; if she were to have some fried rice, perhaps she really would have the energy required for childbirth.

The lid on the thermos container was opened, and the aroma of Yangzhou fried rice wafted throughout the entire room.

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