"Connie, what's wrong with you? Didn't I ask you to go back to the restaurant to get an apron? Why are you sweating so much? " Mia asked in surprise as she handed the ice cream in her hand to a child and looked at Connie, who walked in with sweat all over his face.
Elizabeth and the others also looked at Connie strangely.
Connie said anxiously, "Did you guys know that the restaurant disappeared? I walked all the way to the end of the square, but I couldn't find the restaurant. I looked back and forth many times, but I still couldn't find it. I only saw a shop that sold pots. Did our restaurant disappear?"
"It's gone?" Everyone was slightly surprised when they heard this. How could the restaurant disappear? Also, the blacksmith shop next to the restaurant didn't sell pots.
"Connie, didn't you turn left after leaving the restaurant?" Barbara asked after thinking for a moment.
"Didn't I turn left after leaving the restaurant?" Connie nodded matter-of-factly.
Everyone looked at Connie with complicated expressions.
"I'm sorry, Connie. I shouldn't have given you this task. It might be a little difficult for you," Yabemiya said apologetically.
"It's hard to imagine how difficult it must be for you to go out and deliver food." Barbara looked sad.
"So, delivering food once a day is indeed the limit." Raina chuckled, and everyone smiled.
"Did I get the direction wrong again?" Connie tapped his fingers and blushed a little.
…
"Why don't we have durian pizza for lunch today?" Meg came out of the study and went downstairs as he muttered to himself. He hadn't tried the durian pizza that he learned about last night, so he didn't know if Amy and the others would be able to accept the taste.
As for the official launch, Meg planned to delay it for a day or two. He had to think about how to launch such a heavy food. Should he set up an exclusive area like the stinky tofu, or should he completely open it to the public?
Meg had just come downstairs when Phyllis and Camilla arrived. They were in charge of preparing the ingredients, so they always came early.
"Boss." Phyllis greeted Meg with a smile.
Camilla, on the other hand, glared at Mag before walking past him into the kitchen.
Meg raised his eyebrows. He didn't know what he had done to provoke this lady. She was the one who came to his door to drink. The one who got her drunk was Irina. The one who tricked her into eating grass was also Irina. He even kindly carried her upstairs and made a bed for her to sleep on.
She couldn't find such a good man anywhere else, right?
"Boss, did you offend Big Sister Camilla?" Phyllis asked softly as she looked at Camilla, who was chopping the vegetables, while putting on her apron.
"Maybe she's a little heaty. Eating more vegetables will help reduce the heat," Meg said with a smile. His voice was just loud enough for Camilla to hear.
"This fellow, he must have seen me eating grass yesterday!" Camilla blushed. A cucumber was instantly chopped into pieces.
Mag glanced at the cucumber who had met a tragic end, and immediately shut his mouth. He walked past Camilla carefully with his back facing her.
The durian in the corner of the fridge had already been delivered. It was round and plump, golden in color. It was indeed a very high-quality durian.
Meg opened the fridge door, and a strong durian fragrance was released.
"What's that strange smell?" Phyllis, who was about to start chopping vegetables, looked around in confusion. The strange smell that suddenly appeared rushed into her nose. It was a little pungent at first.
"It stinks!" Camilla covered her nose and her face turned green. She retreated to the kitchen door and looked at Meg, who was standing beside the fridge with a round thing full of spikes in his hand. She asked in horror, "What are you holding in your hand?!"
"Durian, a very expensive and delicious fruit." Meg said frankly. As an evolved durian fan, he couldn't help but drool when he smelled this fragrance.
Camilla kept retreating from the kitchen. After the smell was blocked, she let go of her nose and gasped for air. She still looked at the strange-looking durian in Meg's hand with a lingering fear.
As a noble vampire with a strong obsession with cleanliness, she absolutely couldn't tolerate stinky smells.
For example, stinky tofu. Every time she smelled that smell, she would feel like vomiting. Therefore, whenever Meg was about to start making stinky tofu, she would leave the kitchen in advance.
However, the smell of this durian today was not inferior to the stinky tofu. Just one sniff was enough to make her feel like she was suffocating.
Although Phyllis's reaction wasn't as exaggerated as Camilla's, from the way she tried to control her expression and gradually frowned, she also couldn't immediately accept the smell of the durian.
After a period of time, she had already accepted the smell of the stinky tofu. Especially after tasting it herself, her resistance to that smell had completely disappeared.
However, this fruit with the same pungent smell, was it really as delicious as Meg said? This made her somewhat doubtful.
Meg had already expected the reaction of the two. He could imagine the reaction of the customers after smelling this smell. Indeed, treating this new product with caution was the right choice. There would be an extreme contrast between liking and disliking.
"This is an important ingredient used to make a new product called durian. Let's have this for lunch today." Meg smiled.
"Eat this?!" Camilla's eyes widened. She felt that the situation was a little bad. She couldn't stand the smell alone. If they still wanted her to eat it, they might as well kill her.
Meg glanced at Camilla and placed the durian on the side of the stove. With a twist of his hand, the shell of the durian was broken open, revealing two full pieces of durian meat.
The fragrance of the durian became more intense. The plump durian meat was ripe just right.
"How do we eat this?" Firis was already used to this smell, so she made her way over to Mag with a curious expression. She was quite interested in this new product that Mag was talking about as he always came up with some interesting ideas, but he was always able to come up with some amazingly delicious dishes.
Meg took a spoon and directly scooped a big spoonful of durian meat and passed it to Phyllis. He smiled and said, "You can eat it directly."
"Eat it directly?" Phyllis took the spoon with some doubt. She hesitated and didn't know how to eat it.
"It's sticky, yellow, and soft … This terrible appearance and shape, and there's also a strange smell. Can it really be eaten?" Camilla stood at the door and looked at the spoonful of durian meat in Phyllis's hand. She thought firmly in her heart, Even if I die, I will definitely not eat this durian or any other durian-related food!
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