"Master Adams, how is Vivian?" In an exquisite wooden house, Michael asked the old man sitting in a wooden chair, who was resting his hand on Vivian's shoulder with some nervousness.
"City Lord, the coldness in Miss's meridians has indeed largely disappeared, even in some of the smaller meridians. It's much better than the effect of my fire magic. If this effect can be maintained, there's even a possibility that all the coldness could be completely dispelled." Adams withdrew his hand after a while, his wrinkled face also showing surprise. He looked at Michael and asked, "Could it be that the City Lord found a more powerful fire mage? Or did you give Miss some fire-attribute spiritual fruit?"
"Master, is what you say true!" Hearing Adams' words, a glint of light appeared in Michael's eyes as he looked at Adams with slight excitement.
"Can it really be completely eradicated?" Vivian asked, equally excited. Only she knew the kind of suffering she had endured over the years—unable to sleep well at night, unable to eat many delicious foods, and even her daily exercise was strictly controlled.
Such days were worse than death.
"City Lord, you know I never lie." Adams shook his head and smiled at Vivian. "However, I would like to know which master made the coldness in Miss's body dissipate so quickly. Miss has wasted so much time with me over the years, which makes me feel quite ashamed."
"In the Chaos City, it's probably impossible to find a fire mage more powerful than Master Adams. She didn't eat any high-grade fire-attribute spiritual fruits either, but…" After receiving confirmation from Adams, Michael was somewhat excited, but when he explained the reason, his expression became a little strange.
"Grandpa Adams, I didn't eat any spiritual fruit, nor did I see any other mages. I just ate a serving of Spicy Grilled Fish tonight, and then I sweated a lot. When I came back, I looked like this. The only possibility is that serving of grilled fish." Vivian spoke up first. Since she was ten years old, she had come to Adams every month to have her body nourished with fire magic. If she hadn't really lacked magical talent, she probably would have been learning magic from him long ago. They were very close, and she often came to visit him.
"Spicy Grilled Fish?" Adams looked at Vivian with some confusion and asked, "Does this sound like a dish? Could it be that the chill in Miss's body disappeared simply because you ate a dish?"
"Yes, it's a dish, a super delicious and super spicy grilled fish." Vivian nodded vigorously, looking at Adams with excitement and anticipation to confirm, "Grandpa Adams, does that mean I just need to eat a serving of Spicy Grilled Fish everyday to gradually recover my health?"
"If it is true that Miss dispelled the cold by eating a serving of Spicy Grilled Fish, it means that the Spicy Grilled Fish has a very significant effect on dispelling the cold in Miss's body. As long as you continue to eat it, you should be able to gradually dispel the cold in your body. Even if you can't be cured, as long as you remove all the cold from your meridians, it will not affect your daily life." Adams nodded with a smile.
"Great! All I want is to get a good night's sleep everyday and live a normal life, and now I finally have the chance to achieve that! I'm going to eat a serving of grilled fish everyday until I'm fully recovered!" Vivian jumped up and down with joy, having completely abandoned her usual aloof and elegant image, her mind filled only with the dream of grilled fish and sleeping until she naturally woke up.
Michael smiled as he looked at Vivian's happy expression. He had forgotten how long it had been since he had seen a happy smile on Vivian's face. Apart from the occasional smile when she was with Luna, her face was almost expressionless.
"Father, I feel it's necessary to clarify the situation regarding this restaurant! It's so unfair and unreasonable that a restaurant that makes such delicious food and can even cure my illness can't even make it onto the food rankings!" Vivian said indignantly as she sat in the carriage heading towards the city lord's mansion, looking at Michael sitting opposite her.
"I will handle this." Michael paused for a moment, then nodded as if he had made up his mind.
"Mmm, okay." Vivian nodded and added, "And tonight I saw the president of the Catering Association go into that restaurant. If he personally tasted the food and still insisted on removing it from the list, I think there's definitely something wrong with him."
"Okay, go back and get some sleep, have a good night's rest." Michael said with a smile, his eyes full of affection as he looked at Vivian.
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Tony immediately regretted his outburst, he had just said the grilled fish was nothing special, and now he was contradicting himself.
The scorching heat spread throughout his body, and for someone who didn't usually like spicy food, it felt like being thrown into a spicy hell.
This spiciness was completely different from any spiciness he had ever tasted before. The irresistible sensation, combined with the delicious fish, made him feel like he was hovering between hell and heaven. He couldn't control his hands at all, picking up fish with his chopsticks one after another.
His mouth and tongue no longer belonged to him, sweat poured out of his body like a jet of water, and besides the heat, there was also a feeling of exhilaration.
Tony could already feel the mocking smiles of the other guests, but he had no energy to care about them at the moment. The most important thing was to use the delicious fish to suppress the burning sensation.
"If the previous dishes could be excused as not being tasty, then their current state is beyond explanation, isn't it?"
The guests watched the two of them enjoying the grilled fish with a mixture of pain and pleasure amidst the spiciness. Perhaps only Boss Mai could make such irresistible food.
"If they had any shame, they'd put Restaurant Mai Mi back on the list, wouldn't they?" Mai Ge thought to himself, watching the two men devour their meal.
"Boss Mai, right? You truly are a genius, a genius among chefs." As they paid the bill, Warren, his clothes soaked with sweat, smiled at Mai Ge, his eyes full of admiration.
"President Warren, you flatter me. Actually, I wish I were a genius boss too." Mai Ge replied with a smile, looking at Warren.
"Perhaps you will be." Warren nodded, placed the money on the table, and turned to leave.
"Damn… this fish! It's so spicy!" Tony pointed to his completely swollen mouth and quickly followed Warren away.
"What a sly old fox." Mai Ge narrowed his eyes slightly, turned, and went into the kitchen. This guy hadn't mentioned a single thing about whether he'd put Restaurant Mai Mi back on the list.
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At nine o'clock in the evening, Mai Ge smiled and politely declined the customers' requests for a meal, turned off the lights on the outside billboard, and prepared to close for the day.
"Hello, it seems you're preparing to close, but I have a request. Could you make me a serving of Spicy Grilled Fish?" Just then, a slightly deep voice rang out.