Face-Slapping System



Madison rolled her eyes at Roland's remarks.

"Right, right. Just admit that you like her, no need to refute me, alright?"

As she said that, she finally took a glance at the sparkling fried chicken in front of her. Before coming here, she also saw the remarks of the online people regarding this restaurant. Apparently, the fried chicken here was so heavenly that they even said that it was like the fried chicken of heaven. All she saw were positive reviews and those who commented badly are obviously troll accounts that could be spotted easily even by a three year old.

The curiosity got the best of her as she no longer held back. Using spoon and fork, Madison quickly took a piece of chicken crust along with a little bit of meat. The crunchy sound as she stabbed the fork on the chicken crust resounded in her ears, making her feel even more excited.

The anticipation caused by the people online and the sight she was witnessing right now reached its peak. At the same time, the meat and chicken skin stabbed by the fork finally entered her mouth.

The moment it did so, the juicy, soft texture of the meat, and the crunch produced by the chicken skin filled her mouth. It was as if there was an intense explosion inside her mouth, stunning her for a few seconds before recovering.

The flavors melted in her tongue as she began to close her eyes to enjoy the heavenly taste of the fried chicken of heaven.

"It's so delicious. Those people in Dissbook truly did not lie. This is truly the fried chicken of heavens," she remarked as she continued to stab and tear pieces after pieces of chicken meat. She even forgot that the meal came with rice as she was entirely focused on the fried chicken before her.

Roland ignored her actions and ate calmly. He nodded his head a moment later, noticing that the taste of the chicken had indeed improved compared to yesterday.

He guessed that as chef Estela continued to become proficient in her craft, the taste of the chicken would obviously reach Roland's level.

However, Roland also knew that as time goes by, this would also prove to become a huge burden for her. Especially with her advanced age.

At this moment, the Sparkling Buds were relying on Chef Estela to provide them with the seasoned chicken ready to be fried. Right now, she was only providing for one store but the workload was already a huge burden for her. Even though Roland did not care too much, it was still better if only a few would know of the fried chicken recipe.

This was why Roland thought that building the production site was extremely crucial. Tomorrow, he planned on going to the 10 hectares land to start planning for the company's future. He hoped that Chef Estela would be able to endure until then. For now, they could only add some crew to assist her while dredging the chicken pieces.

On the other hand, it did not take long for Madison to finish meal. Even the cup of rice did not escape her ruthlessness after feeling unsatisfied for finishing the chicken too fast. In the end she could only blame herself. How dare she finish the chicken in one go without pairing it with the rice?

After finishing her whole meal, Roland noticed that she still was not satisfied yet. Shaking his head, he said, "Should we order seconds?"

Madison's eyes lit up, however, recalling her nearly empty purse, she just shook her head and stated reluctantly, "It's fine, I'm already full."

Roland thought for a moment and recalled his past self. He would often say this line when he was out of money to fool himself out of buying another meal. Right now, this phrase has already become almost foreign to him.

He fully understood the way she was feeling right now. It was helplessness regarding her current situation. The two of them truly have a lot in common.

"Consider this my treat," he said and stood up to another batch of meal for the two of them.

Madison was about to stop him but seeing that Roland was already before the cashier, she could only sit back down, a hint of rosiness appearing on her cheek.

At this moment, the queue has already started to die down. Most of those who wanted to have dinner already ordered, so it did not take long for Roland to order two sets of meals for the two of them again.

"T-thanks…" Madison muttered as she looked down, too shy to look at Roland at this moment.

"Don't mention it," Roland said with a caring smile.

Helping someone who has more or less had the same experience as him before was kind of soothing for him.

After the meal arrived, the two of them proceeded to eat. This time, Madison did not dare to finish the fried chicken too soon.

…

Meanwhile, at another street far away from school, Bryan, Anna along with their gang of friends settled behind a huge tree a distance away from the road.

"Are you sure she would travel using this path?" Bryan asked, his brows were knitted together, obviously due to impatience.

At this moment, they have already changed into different sets of clothes. There were even black bonnets placed at the top of the truck's hood.

"She will, I would often see her use this road before. And besides, the boarding house she rented is not far from here. She's dirt poor so she would only be able to afford such a cheap boarding house at the outskirts of the city," Anna stated, confident about her words.

However, she also could not help but ponder at what's taking Madison too long to arrive here.

Bryan and the gang were already getting impatient, they also felt hungry already as it was already dinner time.

However, teaching Madison a lesson was an important thing, lest she get ahead of herself and continue to pester them.

"How are you so sure that she would use this road anyways," Kyle suddenly asked in curiosity.

Anna was stunned before she said, "Don't ask about something you shouldn't ask. Just believe me when I say that she will surely use this road!"