"A failed century egg."
…
"A mediocre century egg."
…
"A century egg that doesn't have enough skin."
Meg looked at the delicately patterned century egg on the plate and raised his eyebrows. "System, what the hell do you mean by not having enough skin?"
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"What authentic Lake Weishan century egg? It doesn't have any skin at all. You'd better go home and look at Pikachu before cooking."]
Meg: "…"
What the f * ck.
Meg threw the century egg into the waste bin at the side and continued cooking.
Life, if he could start over, he would definitely be a kind and loving rich second-generation heir who loved life and would never go online blindly.
Failure!
Failure!
Failure …
…
"Congratulations! You've successfully made a very chewy century egg! "
A successful century egg was indeed very chewy.
Meg poked it with his finger. The chewiness was very obvious, and it sank slightly. After he removed his finger, it returned to its original state very quickly.
The tea-brown century egg was translucent, and there were pine branch patterns on the surface. It was naturally formed, but it didn't lose its exquisiteness. It was like the work of a Chinese painting master, and it was amazing.
After he cut it open, the three different colors were very distinct. The outer circle was very elastic and was a translucent tea-brown color. The middle circle was slightly yellow and had a soft texture. The middle circle was golden yellow.
It was beautiful like an exquisite work of art.
Meg nodded with satisfaction. This was a century egg that was chewy and good-looking.
A faint fragrance wafted over.
After the century egg was done, cooking porridge was nothing to Meg.
After dozens of failures, a bowl of century egg and lean meat porridge that looked, smelled, and tasted good was successfully cooked.
"I'll have this for breakfast tomorrow." A smile appeared on Mag's face as he inhaled the aroma wafting toward him. He then exited the test field for the God of Cookery.
…
The next morning, Meg opened the door and saw Camilla standing at the door. He teased, "It seems that our Countess has found the right door today."
A faint blush appeared on Camilla's arrogant face. She looked at Meg as if she wanted to eat him up. She snorted coldly and directly pushed Meg aside to enter the restaurant.
Meg rubbed his shoulder that was a little sore from the collision. His gaze fell on Camilla, who had started cutting cucumbers the moment she entered the kitchen. He raised his eyebrows inwardly. This woman is not to be trifled with.
"Uncle Meg, is there anything I can help you with?" Anna came downstairs and asked Meg.
"If Anna wants to help …" Meg glanced at the time. It was only six o 'clock. The little girl really remembered her promise and got up early to help.
"Good morning, boss. Good morning, Anna." At this time, Yabemiya's voice came from outside. She walked in with a smile and greeted Meg and Anna.
"Morning," Y'lisabet said flatly as she followed him into the room.
"It's so early. I think I should sleep a little longer." Barbara yawned as she walked in. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and still looked sleepy.
"Everyone is here so early. I thought I was the earliest," Gina said in surprise as she walked down the stairs and blinked her eyes.
"Boss, we're all here. If there's anything you need us to do, just tell us." Yabemiya looked at Mag with an energetic smile, and said energetically, "We're all here, Boss.
Meg looked at all the people present. There was still more than an hour before work started, but they all came early in such cold weather. He was touched, and said with a smile, "I'm going to make breakfast for them now. It's congee with pork and century egg. It's also a new product that we're going to launch today. Take a seat and rest. I'll need you when the congee is distributed."
"Also, if you want to come, come at 6: 30 in the future. Sleep more in the morning," Meg added as he walked to the entrance of the kitchen.
A pot that was big enough to wash the rice and boil it over a large fire. Then, he added the various ingredients one by one …
Meg was already familiar with the steps. The congee gradually thickened in the pot.
At this time, there were already cleaners outside the restaurant carrying mops. They looked into the restaurant carefully.
"Oh my, look at this big crystal. Such a big piece, and there are two of them. How much would it cost?" An old man exclaimed as he looked at the floor-to-ceiling glass window of the restaurant. He reached out to touch it, but he quickly retracted his hand when he was about to touch it. He said with lingering fear, "If I break it, I won't be able to pay for it even if I sell my old bones."
"Yes, such a beautiful restaurant. This is the only one in the Aden Square. Even Ducas Restaurant pales in comparison," an old lady exclaimed.
"Do you think the boss will really prepare breakfast for us? I heard that the cheapest dish here costs 200 copper coins per serving. There are so many of us here. Won't we have to eat a few thousand copper coins? Or is he just going to make something for us? "a skinny old man said worriedly.
"Elton, don't talk nonsense. Mr. Mak is a good person. If he said he would prepare breakfast for us, he will definitely prepare it for us," Old Jack said with a glare. "Also, Mr. Mak is providing breakfast for us for free. Don't tell me you want to eat the best?"
"I was just saying. I didn't even bring any biscuits today. If we don't have anything to eat, we will have to go hungry," Elton said with an embarrassed smile. He didn't say anything else.
The cleaners gradually gathered at the door. They had started work at four in the morning. After sweeping for more than two hours in the cold, they were cold and hungry. Many of them were already stomping their feet on the spot.
"Sir, what are you guys doing at the entrance of the restaurant so early in the morning? Did you guys form a group to eat? " Harrison and Gjerj asked curiously when they saw the cleaners gathered at the entrance of the restaurant. They had made an appointment to exercise in the morning, but they ended up lining up at the entrance of the restaurant after running a few steps.
"The boss of this restaurant is a good person. He said he would provide us with breakfast for free. Isn't it almost 6: 30? We are waiting for breakfast," Old Jack said with a chuckle.
"Wow, Mr. Mak is providing you with breakfast for free. How fortunate." Harrison looked at everyone enviously.
"Mr. Mak is really a good person," Gjerj said with a smile.
Ding!
Right at this moment, the bell on the door rang, and the door of the restaurant opened. Miya walked out with a relaxed expression, carrying a large pot that was much thicker than her waist. She gently placed it on the ground by the door.
"Is this what Mr. Mak meant by weak women?" Harrison and Gjerj swallowed their saliva at the same time.
Yabemiya smiled at everyone, and then opened the lid of the big pot.
A unique fragrance, accompanied by steaming hot steam, immediately surged towards the crowd.
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