After the dinner service, Dicus came to inform Meg that the Minister of Property Rights, Dominic, had been taken away by the Gray Temple for investigation, and that both the city lord's castle and the Gray Temple had launched an investigation on the Marquis Family.
"Can the patriarch of the Marquis Family still be released?" Meg asked with a smile.
"The investigation is not over yet, so the results are still unclear. However, as long as the Marquis Family did not directly participate in the illegal businesses, bribe the city lord's castle officials, and take over the illegal businesses, it's enough for him to stay in there for a while," Dicus said with a smile.
"Just for a while? Isn't it too easy for him?"
"The Marquis Family has to pay back everything that they have gained through Dominic. I think it's enough for him to be heartbroken for a while," Dicus said. Then, he took out a document and handed it to Meg. "This is the official document of the hot pot restaurant. It has the city lord's seal on it. No one will come to the hot pot restaurant to claim sovereignty in the future."
Meg opened the document and scanned through it. It was indeed Michael's seal, and it stated that the hot pot restaurant officially belonged to Raina. There was no doubt about it.
"Please thank the city lord for upholding justice for me," Meg said to Dicus with a smile as he kept the document. "Sorry for troubling you to come over so late at night."
"It's alright. This was an internal problem in the city lord's castle. We should be the ones apologizing. Then, I shall not disturb Mr. Mak's rest. I'll come for breakfast tomorrow morning." Dicus said a few polite words and left.
"The matter has been settled. Those who tried to fight for the ownership of the hot pot restaurant are all in the VIP cell next door. With this document, there won't be any messy disputes in the hot pot restaurant later." Meg said with a smile as he walked into the restaurant with the document. He saw Raina, who had packed her things and was about to leave with Mia and the rest.
"Really?!" Raina received the document in surprise. She read it carefully, and exclaimed, "That's great. The hot pot restaurant can open as planned now."
"Oh, yes. I haven't asked when you plan to open for business. On the opening day, Mamy's will be closed for the day. Everyone will be there to support her. " Meg asked curiously. He had been so busy these days that he had forgotten to ask about this important matter.
Rena pondered for a while, and said, "The renovation is basically complete. Phyllis has also helped me contact a batch of outstanding elves. I want to conduct an interview with them tomorrow, and choose the most suitable ones. The training period is three days, and I plan to officially open for business in five days."
"You sure are swift and decisive." Meg smiled and nodded. Five days later would be Mamy's daily rest day. Raina must have considered this as well.
Amy came over with Ugly Duckling in her arms, and curiously asked, "What's the name of Big Sister Raina's hot pot restaurant?"
"Yeah. What's the name?" Mia and the others also looked at Raina curiously.
"I want to name this hot pot restaurant Mana Hot Pot Restaurant because the hot pot restaurant was created by the boss, and the new hot pot restaurant is my inheritance and development of the hot pot restaurant." Raina covered her face. "I'm really bad at naming … I thought for a long time, and this is the only name I could think of."
Meg's eyes lit up upon hearing that. He smiled, and said, "Mana Hot Pot Restaurant. I think it's pretty good. It feels like a sub-brand of Mamy's, and it has a good meaning."
Mia nodded, and said, "Yeah, I think it's pretty good too. It sounds very familiar, and I know it's our own hot pot restaurant."
Amy asked with a smile, "What if Big Sister Phyllis opens a kebab restaurant? Can it be called Max Kebab Restaurant?"
Meg nodded in agreement. He was also bad at naming. "Mm-hm. We can keep this naming method as a backup."
"Then … then I'll use this name." Raina thought that the name she came up with would be ridiculed, but she didn't expect to receive everyone's approval.
After everyone left, Meg went upstairs to wash up, and then told the two children a bedtime story. After he coaxed them to sleep, he ignored Irina's eyes and went back to his room. He locked the door and lay down on his bed. He took a few deep breaths and pushed open the test field for the God of Cookery.
"Let's have a battle of eyes!"
A white light flashed in front of Meg's eyes, and he came face to face with a wall full of eyeballs. The big eyeballs that were crowded together seemed to have some kind of evil glow, and it made one's hair stand on end.
"F * ck! Is there something wrong with you, System?! "Mag jumped back in shock.
"If you want to roast pig's eyes well, then you must have a deep understanding and understanding of pig's eyes. The first step is to identify the real pig's eyes with the naked eye! Host, please find one hundred pig's eyes that meet the requirements for roasting from these ten thousand eyeballs! "The system's voice sounded, and it was emotionless.
Meg's throat moved. Looking at the countless eyeballs in front of him, he felt his scalp go numb, and he had a headache.
If he wanted to roast pig's eyes well, he had to get rid of his fear of pig's eyes. Even if he couldn't love them, he had to at least be able to keep his emotions calm when roasting them to prevent the eyeballs from exploding due to mistakes.
Roasting was an art on charcoal fire. If he wanted to roast pig's eyes perfectly, his control of the heat and his understanding of each pig's eye would determine whether he could roast a satisfactory pig's eye.
Standing in front of the wall of pig's eyes, Meg took a few deep breaths and began to patiently search for the real pig's eyes among the eyeballs.
There should be cow's eyes, goat's eyes, and other eyeballs mixed in here. Meg could only rely on the experience in his head to determine the real pig's eyes.
This was a very meticulous and long process. From the initial nausea and numbness in his scalp, Meg gradually became numb as he looked at the ten thousand eyeballs.
In his eyes, these eyeballs that were originally emitting an evil glow gradually became normal and ordinary ingredients like corn and ham. His goal was to pick out the ingredients he needed from the pile of waste.
Once this mentality was formed, his efficiency increased tremendously.
Very quickly, he picked out one hundred and twenty pig's eyes from the ten thousand eyeballs, exceeding the requirements set by the system.
"Ding!"
Following a crisp sound, the scene in front of Mag changed, and he appeared in the kitchen that he was familiar with.
On the wall beside him, there was also a 365-day countdown timer.
"Roasted pig's eyes … Luckily, I haven't eaten this dark cuisine before. The requirements shouldn't be too strict, right?" Meg muttered to himself as he took out a pot of pig's eyes from the fridge.
The eyeballs that were dug out from the roots retained the muscle fibers and subcutaneous fat around the eyeballs. The bamboo skewer could not be pierced through the eyeballs directly, but through the muscles. Otherwise, the person eating the eyeballs would not be able to experience the ritualistic moment when the eyeballs burst.
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