Chapter 20: A Good Day’s Work
Three hours later Misha stood in the kitchen fighting the impulse to dunk out the half-cooked noodles and just eat them straight. He forced himself to look out the little window above the sink. There wasn’t much to see there, just some grimy pipes, and it didn’t do much to help curb his hunger.
He sighed, counted to ten, then picked up his cooking chopsticks again and pinched out a few noodle bits.
It was okay, mostly cooked. It was good enough he decided and began serving.
Out in the living room Bran was going over his notes again, marking down the different shop locations on a map Misha had drawn up earlier. As it turned out, every single one of the wishes had to do with various shop keepers of various shops wishing for improved business.
"Careful," Misha warned as he approached with two boils of piping hot noodles and soup.
"Huh?" Bran turned then quickly shuffled his notebook and papers away to make room for a very late lunch.
"Did your aunt teach you to make money this way?" Misha asked after he’d finished off the noodles and got ready to take on the soup.
"I guess you could say that," replied Bran. "I figured out the luck harvesting bit, but the other stuff’s from her."
"Why though?"
"Why what?"
"Why did your aunt teach you how to make a Wishing Box and all that?" asked Misha.