Customers started coming, forming a long line at the entrance of the restaurant.
"Why do I have to go through such torture early in the morning?"
"I suddenly want to be a cleaner."
"Is this congee with pork and century egg so good? It looks like I have to change my breakfast menu today."
The customers in the line were very unhappy and envious.
A slightly plump cleaner finished his bowl of porridge and walked over to the pot with his bowl as he hesitantly asked, "Can… Can I have another sip of porridge?"
"Of course. I've prepared sufficient porridge for everyone. It's enough even if everyone gets a second serving." Mag smiled and nodded. He took the bowl over and scooped some more porridge for him. Porridge was never filling, especially for people like them who had been starving.
"Thank you," that cleaner said gratefully. He held the bowl with both hands and went back to the steps carefully.
