You Still Don't Understand Lolicons

Fu Hua sighed. "For some reason, out of all the workplaces in St. Freya, only your restaurant, Zhao, won't accept my job application."

"Simple. Employees get free meals, but customers have to pay for their food."

Zhao Bai answered neither humbly nor arrogantly.

P.S.: I'll try to update around mealtimes... I don't even know whether this counts as a food novel or a comedy.

You Still Don't Understand Lolicons

"Is that how it is?"

Fu Hua was quite easygoing about it, her expression unchanged, as if this were merely a beautiful misunderstanding. She clearly wasn't craving the free employee meals; she genuinely wanted to work here.

"Zhao Bai, you and I are both from Shenzhou. I know a little about Shenzhou cuisine too, so why won't you let me work here?"

"Maybe because your surname isn't Zhao."

"A family tradition?" Fu Hua lowered her head in thought. "I see. Even in this era, there are still such ancient ideas of family inheritance. How perplexing."

"Thanks for the compliment."

Zhao Bai said as though he hadn't heard her, then headed back to the kitchen to prepare the vegetables. To cater to Fu Hua's Shenzhou palate, he had switched the salad dressing for a sour-and-spicy red sauce without asking.

The result was excellent.

Fu Hua chewed on the cabbage. The fragrance of olive oil balanced the bitterness of the vegetables, while the sour-and-spicy red sauce made the flavor linger on the tongue. After wolfing down the vegetables, Fu Hua wiped her mouth, bade Zhao Bai farewell, and solemnly made a vow.

"One day, I'll make you accept my résumé. Otherwise, there'll be a stain on the record of my career as the king of part-time workers."

"I'll look forward to it."

Zhao Bai knew he would never hire her, but he didn't want to crush Fu Hua's confidence, so he could only encourage her.

Customers came and went, hailing from all over the world, each with different demands for food. Zhao Bai tried making Spanish Seafood Paella, traditional Italian thin-crust pizza, Japanese Sapporo spicy ramen, and Old Yanjing shuan yang rou.

It had to be said, Heavenly Fire Judgment was incredibly useful. There was no thick smoke, it was clean and hygienic, and its heat was insanely powerful.

The wind chime rang again.

A customer had arrived.

Zhao Bai didn't ask what the customer wanted to eat. Instead, he frowned and looked up. Before him stood a white-haired, blue-eyed girl—Kiana Kaslana, a maiden like moonlight and a legendary member of the Kaslana family.

"Kiana, what is it?"

Kiana hugged her workbook, seeming to want to speak but hesitating. There was a hint of shyness in her movements, leaving Zhao Bai somewhat puzzled.

"Kiana?"

Zhao Bai asked again.

It had to be said, Zhao Bai's voice was somewhat infectious. Kiana calmed herself and looked at him expectantly, gripping her workbook tightly in both hands.

Forgot to mention, aside from cooking, Zhao Bai was also proficient in textbook knowledge. He was a legendary top student.

People like Kiana would come to him to copy homework.

While copying homework, Kiana would also mooch a cup of ice cream, choosing the flavor according to her mood. Her awful personality was exactly like her aunt's.