“Because they haven’t tasted it yet, they don’t know how delicious it is. Once they do, I’m sure lots of people will want to line up to eat.” Alex said with a smile, feeling a bit helpless inside. However, the price of six hundred copper coins is indeed sky-high for ordinary people, but in this Chaos City, the last thing lacking is rich people. No matter the race, there’s always a handful of wealthy folks who love excitement, often coming to Chaos City for a spin, or even settling down here long-term.

After all, here, as long as you have money, dwarves can enjoy the service of beautiful human girls, trolls can find a demon dancer, and even goblins might be able to get a half-elf to drink with them... In this place, money really can get you anything you want.

“If there are lots of customers, then Little Emily can help Father.” Emily looked at Alex with shining eyes.

“So what can Little Emily do?” Alex asked with a smile.

“Little Emily can help Father collect money. I learned arithmetic from Teacher Luna a while ago, and Teacher Luna said I learned very well.” Emily said, a bit eager to show off.

“Luna... Teacher?” Alex recalled for a moment, then quickly remembered. She was a teacher at the Chaos Academy under the Grey Temple, and his impression was of a young lady who liked to wear a dark green long dress, usually a bit aloof, but completely different when with children—becoming very kind and friendly, deeply loved by the kids.

Emily didn’t have the money to pay tuition, so she wasn’t eligible to enroll, but she often ran to the Chaos Academy and watched classes over the wall. Teacher Luna liked her a lot, often inviting her in to listen, sometimes even teaching her arithmetic one-on-one and giving her tasty treats, so his predecessor had a pretty good impression of her.

“Mm, and if they don’t pay, then Little Emily will scare them, use fireballs to threaten them.” Emily nodded.

“Scare them? Little Emily knows how to be fierce?” Alex was a bit skeptical.

“Of course! I’ve seen the dwarf grandpa next door be fierce before.” Emily nodded seriously, then clenched her little fists, raised them to her face, widened her eyes at Alex and said, “Pay up, or I’ll beat you all up.”

“Father, do I look super fierce like this?” Emily kept the pose, looking at Alex expectantly.

“Absolutely adorable!” Alex felt his heart melt, but seeing Emily’s expectant expression, he held back his laughter and nodded, “Yes, super fierce.”

“Then from now on, the job of collecting money is up to Little Emily. I guarantee I’ll get it done.” Little Emily put down her hands and said happily.

“Alright, then we’ll have to trouble our Little Emily from now on. But when there’s time, Father will teach you how to look even fiercer.” Alex nodded with a smile, not refusing Emily’s request. But the way she looked now was just too cute—he’d have to train her a bit when he had time, or she wouldn’t be able to hold down the fort.

Then, under Emily’s pestering, Alex told her the story of the little match girl. Although it was a version with random additions and omissions, the little girl still listened with great interest.

“Father, is that roast goose in the story really that delicious?” Emily asked Alex expectantly at the end.

“I guess it’s pretty tasty.” Alex nodded, but suddenly felt something was off. Was the focus of the story really the roast goose in the shop window?

After the story, the two of them lay bored on the counter, chins resting on their hands, daydreaming, their expressions and actions almost perfectly in sync.

Alex knew it would be tough at first, but he didn’t expect that the whole morning would pass with not a single customer, except for two little demon kids peeking in through the glass for a while.

“Father, Little Emily is hungry.” Around noon, Emily turned to Alex and said.

“I’ll go cook.” Alex nodded with a smile, got up and went into the kitchen. With no customers, there was nothing he could do—he just couldn’t bring himself to stand at the door and shout.

As for how to treat customers, he’d thought it through while daydreaming. Although it was his first time as a boss, he’d eaten at so many restaurants in his previous life that he understood user experience better than many restaurant owners.

A warm attitude can make people feel valued, but it can also make some customers who dislike social interaction uncomfortable. On the other hand, being too aloof and arrogant will make most customers’ dining experience plummet. The saying “too much is as bad as too little” fits perfectly here.

Besides, Alex’s restaurant only had him and Emily for now. If Emily could handle collecting money, that was already great—he’d have to take care of the reception himself. So, based on his experience and the current situation, Alex decided to stick to six words: kindness, distance, equality.

Kindness is the basic respect for customers, making sure they’re in a good mood before eating. As for distance, that’s to improve efficiency and to make those who dislike overly enthusiastic service feel more comfortable. Lastly, equality means treating all races equally. Alex felt that as long as someone came into the restaurant and chose to spend money, they were a customer—no matter their race, he would treat them all the same.