"What did you say? Who's here? "Harris was taken aback as he stared at Meg in disbelief.
"Issen Castle's Master Rôme," Meg said. "He had his breakfast in the restaurant this morning."
"How is that possible? That fellow is the kind of person who could stay in the workshop for his entire life." Harris' eyes widened in shock.
"Maybe the steamed fish head with diced hot red peppers is too delicious," Meg said calmly.
"You mean … he was attracted by the steamed fish head with diced hot red peppers you made? He actually gave up his insistence and belief as a homebody, and came all the way to Chaos City for a fish head? "Harris stared at Meg in disbelief.
"Isn't the charm of a fish head enough?" Meg asked Harris.
Harris thought about it seriously, and nodded. "It's enough."
Wasn't he staying in Chaos City just because of a dish? It sounded incredible, but it also made sense.
"Let's learn how to roast beef kebabs today. The simplest kebabs." Meg took out a whole piece of beef and a bunch of bamboo skewers from the fridge, and placed them on the chopping table. "Let's start from cutting the meat and skewering the meat."
"Roasting meat is my specialty. I'll definitely be able to pick it up quickly," Harris said confidently.
Chapman stood at the side and watched seriously like a good student.
"Roasting meat is a technical job. You can only roast meat to your satisfaction if you control the heat well. The preparation of the ingredients is also very important. This piece of beef we chose …" Meg began teaching seriously.
Harris and Chapman were very good disciples. They had a solid foundation in culinary skills, and were very sincere and serious when it came to cooking.
Therefore, apart from the "husband and wife lung slice", Meg also planned to teach them how to roast beef kebabs.
The supper world didn't have roast kebabs, so it was rather lonely and boring.
Meg didn't have the ability to let more people eat roast kebabs at the moment, so Harris, who liked to travel and spar with others, was obviously a good propagator.
Perhaps he could let roast kebabs gain a foothold in the supper world of the Norland Continent through him.
Money was endless, and it wasn't easy to add some novel dishes to a world's food and beverage structure and make them popular.
He had never said that his dishes were not to be imitated in Chaos City, but none of the restaurants in the Aden Square that were imitating his dishes were still doing well after the novelty period.
Therefore, a professional apprentice was also very important.
"Master, don't worry. What we have learned will never be taught to a third person. We will only learn it for ourselves." Harris looked at Meg and promised solemnly. He was rather touched by Meg's straightforwardness and unconditional dedication. Even a father and son might not be willing to share a recipe with each other for something as private as a recipe, let alone two complete strangers. Yet, he was willing to share everything with them just because of a joking bet. He didn't hide anything from them at all.
This kind of character and trust made him admire Meg from the bottom of his heart. He deserved to be called master.
Meg shook his head, and said, "You don't have to keep it a secret for me. I think the standard of the culinary world is too low now. I hope you can help me spread the word about these two dishes, and raise the standard of the culinary world a little."
"Erm …" Harris was stunned. He looked at Meg, who was calm and didn't seem to be joking, and sighed. "This is the loneliness of a powerhouse. I once had this feeling too, but I didn't expect to meet Master one day. Don't worry. I will teach them everywhere I go in the future, and let these two dishes spread."
"You have to learn it first." Meg glanced at Harris with a smile, and said, "You still don't need me to give you some pointers this time?"
"No. A qualified student wouldn't ask a teacher for pointers before trying it himself. Although it's foolproof, he would lose the chance to find out his shortcomings and improve himself." Harris rejected decisively.
Chapman, who was at the side, hesitated for a while. He also looked at Meg, and said, "Grandmaster, I also want to try it myself this time."
"Alright, then you guys go ahead. I'm going out for a while." Meg removed his apron, took a few kebabs that were already grilled, and walked out of the door.
"Why don't you give me any pointers this time, too?" Harris asked Chapman with a smile.
"Master is right. Shortcuts won't allow a chef to improve. Things that go straight into the brain and things that come out by thinking are different. This is what you taught me since I was young," Chapman said seriously.
"Alright, then let's start cutting the meat." Harris took out a knife, and started cutting the meat seriously.
…
"Where are you researching the blueprints?" Meg took the kebabs into the smithy next door. Mobai, Lu Lu, and Hannah were sitting around a small table, and discussing the blueprints seriously.
"Yes, Boss. Mobai's boss is really awesome. The first part is almost done." Hannah looked up. There were three streaks of charcoal ash on her face, making her look like a disfigured kitten.
"Mr. Mak." Mobai also looked at Meg, and greeted him with a smile.
"I grilled some kebabs. Have some before you continue." Meg passed the kebabs in his hand over. There were two kebabs for each of them, and it was just right.
"Bo … Boss, let me show you the machine." Hannah chewed on the kebabs as she led Meg into the smithy next door.
Hannah pointed at a row of rather large parts in the corner of the smithy, and said, "Look, these parts are all done. Now we're only missing the main body of the brewing machine. Mobai's boss said that thing is too big, and this smithy isn't big enough. He has to find a few blacksmiths from his friend's place to do it together."
"The efficiency is not bad, and the precision is not bad. It's far better than your original batch of old machines." Meg squatted down to check those parts. He couldn't help but praise Mobai's craftsmanship. Although it was purely handmade, the precision of these parts was extremely high. It was more than enough to make wine. He was indeed a ruthless person who could make his own cannons.
Hannah said with a serious face, "I made it myself. Although it looks a little ugly, I still used it to make high-quality rum. That's a good machine."
"Good, good, good. I know you're great." Meg smiled. It seemed that the brewing factory could start construction at the same time. After it was built, the machine would enter the factory, and they could start mass producing rum.
He could already imagine what kind of investment it would be to own a top-notch rum factory and get a top-notch brand.
"You guys continue with your work. I'm going to bask in the sun." Meg didn't stay for long. He went out of the smithy and saw Julian combing Charcoal's few remaining feathers at the entrance of the magic potion shop next door. He smiled and greeted, "Master Julian, you're combing Charcoal's feathers."
Charcoal raised its neck in satisfaction, enjoying the feeling of the fine comb sliding across its body.
"Comb it neatly. Amy will burn more easily." Julian replied with a hoarse voice.
"Huh?!!"
(? ?? Д??)!!
Charcoal's body stiffened and fell in the cage.
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