Chapter 587 - The Great Magic Casters’ Performance (1/2)
“Crack…” Narson took a bite of his mooncake as he walked away, upon which his footsteps immediately faltered. He stared at the mooncake with incredulity in his eyes, and the more he chewed, the more delicious the flavor in his mouth became. Such a delectable food item was simply irresistible.
How can this mooncake possibly be this delicious?! After swallowing the mouthful of mooncake, Narson still wore a stunned look on his face. He couldn’t help but take another bite, and the more he ate, the more he wanted to eat.
Surely even the chefs from the Roth Empire’s royal palace won’t be able to make such a delicious food item. That guy’s hands don’t have any callouses from sword training, nor does he even have a scar. Looks like he bears no resemblance to Alex whatsoever. Narson slowly walked away as he thought to himself, Most importantly, there’s no way that Alex would become a chef, nor would it be possible for him to become such an exceptional one.
However, it’s best to verify this for myself. That little half-elf girl is just at the right age; perhaps I’ll be able to get some useful information out of her. Narson took a glance at Amy, who was happily playing with her little friends, before slinking away into the shadows.
After the mooncakes were distributed, everyone had received two mooncakes, and they all wore joyful expressions on their faces. Dining on delicious mooncakes and engaging in moon-viewing with their family and friends helped them gain a deeper understanding of the reunion element of the moon festival celebration.
However, the conflict between the newly established mooncake flavor factions was only becoming more and more heated. Among them, the five kernel faction was undoubtedly the public enemy, and they received the most abuse by far.
However, the five kernel mooncake had a group of very loyal advocators that defended it with their lives.
Mag looked at the remaining mooncakes in the baskets, then at the mooncake gift boxes he had prepared earlier, and he smiled as he took the stage again. “Was everyone pleased with today’s mooncakes?”
“We sure were!”
“Those mooncakes were delicious! I didn’t have anywhere near enough. Boss Mag, is this a new product you’re releasing? Would I be able to order it at your restaurant tomorrow?”
“Yeah, I really want some more too!”
A chorus of voices supporting this notion immediately rang out from below the stage.
“I’m glad that everyone was happy with the mooncakes. This is not a new product that I’m going to release. I made it exclusively for this year’s moon festival. If you’d like to have some more, you’d have to wait until next year.” Mag shook his head in response, which was met by a chorus of dejected sighs. He smiled, and continued, “However, I have an opportunity that I’d like to present to everyone. I have these gift boxes here filled with eight mooncakes each, one of each flavor. If anyone is willing to come onstage and perform something, you can take home a gift box of mooncakes to share with your family and friends.”
All of the customers’ eyes lit up upon hearing that. A gift box filled with one mooncake of each flavor was a very tempting prospect, but performing onstage in front of so many people was quite a daunting and foreign task. It was very nerve-racking to perform something in front of close to 2,000 people.
“Boss, these mooncakes are so delicious. How about we give a performance?” Mond turned to Sargeras with a hopeful expression.
“I think that’s a good idea. I haven’t had anywhere near enough mooncakes.” Kiel nodded in agreement along with all of the other lava demons.
“What are we going to perform? I’m good in a battle, but what am I going to do onstage? Dance? If any of you can dance, then be my guest; I’m tapping out on this one.” Sargeras was also very tempted by the reward being offered, but he knew his own limitations.