As the new product launched this morning, the mutton soup attracted the attention of many customers.
However, eating mutton was indeed not a popular thing in Chaos City. Many people couldn't stand the rank odor of mutton, let alone using it to make soup, which was the most difficult way to get rid of the odor.
However, Meg was an extraordinary person who could make them eat pork tripe, tripe, and duck intestine happily. Hence, many people still ordered a bowl of mutton soup to try. There were also many people who were not in a hurry to order it, and were waiting for others to serve their mutton soup so that they could take a look before making a decision.
"Hehe. Brother, your footsteps are light. You must have done a lot of bad things last night, right?" Randy asked Vicennio, who was sitting opposite him, with a wretched smile.
"Let's not talk about it. I have to hold onto the wall to walk out of my room every day. I can't bring myself to talk about this feeling," Vicennio said with a sigh.
"It's life. How can it be easy?" Randy chuckled.
"That's right. When will these days come to an end? Every day, I have to go to every street to collect rent. Once I reach home, I'll be dragged to bed. Money is just a number. I feel so empty in my life." Vicennio looked at the sky with a melancholy expression.
Randy's smile froze instantly. He looked at Vicennio's face, and really wanted to punch him. He hesitated, and softly said, "Brother, I have a friend who wants to know where to find a rich lady like Sister-in-law."
Vicennio looked at Randy, and solemnly said, "Brother, I'll give your friend a piece of advice. Young people should work hard and create their own things. They can't be like me, who can only rely on money every day, losing the goal to strive for, and losing the soul. Such a life is not a happy one."
"It's alright. He doesn't need a soul, and doesn't have any big goals. Furthermore, he's very happy. He can make the big sisters happy too." Randy waved his hand nonchalantly, and looked at Randy expectantly. "Just tell me. Where can I find a rich lady like Sister-in-law?"
Vicennio looked at Randy with a scrutinizing expression, and probed, "Don't tell me the friend you're talking about is yourself?"
Randy blushed. He did not expect to be seen through. Could it be that his intentions were too obvious?
However, when he met Vicennio's gaze, Randy made up his mind and said frankly, "Yes, I don't want to work hard anymore. I also want to collect rent every day and go home at night to do whatever I want. Isn't such a life the ultimate goal of working hard?"
Vicennio looked at Randy and remained silent for a while. Then, he slowly said, "But brother, your body … I'm afraid you don't meet the requirements of my wife's sisters."
Randy raised his eyebrows and looked at the skinny Vicennio before looking at himself.
Although Randy was also skinny, at least his energy was much better than Vicennio's. No matter how one looked at it, he didn't look any worse than Vicennio.
"Don't look at me like this. Back then, I was also a tough guy with eight packs and could do it seven times a night. My muscles were comparable to two of you." Vicennio sighed with emotion, looking as if he couldn't bear to look back on the past.
Randy widened his eyes and sized up Vicennio again. He couldn't tell that he was once a tough and muscular man. Then, what happened to him in the past two years?
"Brother, you'd better work hard. With your body, you'll be squeezed dry in less than half a month," Vicennio said earnestly as he patted Randy's shoulder.
"Alright, brother. I'll tell that friend of mine." Randy's Adam's apple bobbed, and he nodded with an expression of being taught a lesson.
He thought of that lady boss on that rainy night again. Compared to those young girls, she was indeed someone who couldn't be fed every day.
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"Here's your mutton soup. Please enjoy." Mia walked over with a tray, and placed four bowls of mutton soup and dipping sauce on Harrison's table. Then, she turned around and walked to the kitchen.
The milky white mutton soup still had half a bowl of mutton in it, and a handful of tender green coriander was sprinkled on top. As soon as it was placed down, the rich smell of the mutton soup wafted up along with the heat.
"It smells so good!" Harrison, who was listening to the sounds of people drinking the soup next door, couldn't help but exclaim when he smelled the fragrance of the mutton.
"Yeah, there's no rank odor at all. There's only the rich smell of meat and bone. Mr. Mak's skills are really amazing," Gjerj also praised.
Meanwhile, Leiden and Moore's eyes lit up when they saw the mutton soup in front of them. Their throats couldn't help but move.
"How exactly is this mutton soup made? How can the color be so beautiful? I can't even see a trace of impurities. How can the mutton still remain so intact after being blended in such rich soup? " Leiden was shocked. This mutton soup was already beyond his understanding. Even though he had been making mutton his whole life, he admitted that he couldn't make such a rich soup, let alone get rid of the rank odor of mutton so thoroughly. He could only see the direction, but not the rank odor.
Moore was a little dazed. He used to think that his father's mutton was the best in the world. Even the mutton soup was more delicious than other people's.
However, this bowl of exquisite mutton soup in front of him shattered his understanding.
"Here's your mutton soup." Leiden suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly moved the two bowls of mutton soup from their side to Harrison's side. That pretty lady must have put it in the wrong place.
"I ordered this especially for you. Good things have to be shared, of course." However, Harrison pushed the two bowls of mutton soup in front of the two of them again, and chuckled. "This is Mamy's unwritten rule. Those who request to share a table for the first time have to treat the person who came first to share a dish. Today, Mr. Mak released a new mutton soup. It's so cold, so a bowl of hot soup to warm your body is just right."
"This … is too expensive. We can't afford it." Leiden pushed the two bowls of mutton soup back to Harrison's side. This is a mutton soup that costs 500 copper coins a bowl. Two people who don't know each other can't just accept such a gift. "
Moore swallowed his saliva at the side, but didn't say anything. His father was right. They couldn't afford it.
"The mutton soup is already served. It'll be a waste if we don't eat it. Look, we can't even drink two bowls each." Harrison pressed Leiden's hand, and smilingly said, "Brother, I think we're fated. When we share a table again next time, you can treat me to something else."
Leiden looked at the kind smile on Harrison's face, and hesitated for a while before letting go of his hand. He embarrassedly said, "Then, we'll accept the boss's kind intentions. When we come here again and have money on us, we'll treat you to something else."
"It's a deal." Harrison snapped his fingers, and eagerly scooped up a spoonful of thick white mutton soup. He blew on it before putting it into his mouth.
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