211 You’re One Hell Of A Chicken Farmer 4yr

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Mag didn't care two hoots about them as long as they kept their argument out of his restaurant. He was even willing to put up a ring for them to fight in if the Gray Temple permitted it.
The ring would serve as an eye-catching advertisement.
Yabemiya looked to the door, worried. "Boss, should I try and talk them out of arguing?"
"Which side will you take?" Mag asked.
"I'll side with sweet tofu pudding people," Yabemiya answered.
"Then how do you propose to talk them out of it?" Mag asked, smiling.
Yabemiya froze, and then blushed. "I don't know…"
"Remember, we should never take sides when it comes to customers."
Yabemiya nodded. "Yes, Boss." I must always refrain from recommending sweet tofu pudding to diners.
After they finished their dinner, Mag took a walk in his restaurant, raised the shades, opened the door, and smiled. "Welcome to Mamy Restaurant. Please come in!"
Mag noticed the black veil girl. She came again. When will she take off her veil?
Gloria felt her heart ra