 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

The first prince of the Roth Empire had finally ended his visit to Chaos City, and there was a grand farewell ceremony at the city lord's castle held for his group.

"What a pity. Now you'll have a lot to crave for now. It's easy for a poor person to be extravagant, but it's not easy for an extravagant person to live poorly." Abraham sighed softly in his horse-drawn carriage as he watched the golden eagle disappear in the distance.

For a chowhound, you couldn't meet chefs who were too good when you were young, especially top-tier chefs like Boss Mag. Otherwise, you would never be able to walk out of this city.

Of course, for an old man like him, who had tasted the whole of Norland Continent, it was fantastic to be able to meet a chef like Boss Mag at his age.

You Cannot Meet Chefs Who Are Too Good When You're Young