The mutton soup's scrumptiousness completely convinced Leiden and Moore.
To the father and son who had been eating the cheapest pancakes on the roadside ever since they came to Chaos City from the Forest of Shadows, this mutton soup made them feel the rich heritage of a big city.
Amidst the surprise, the two of them could not help but feel a little lonely.
It seemed like their dream of opening a mutton restaurant would never be realized. They had already felt the difference.
Thinking of that, the father and son could not help but sigh.
Harrison glanced at the disappointed father and son, and then at the sheepskin jackets they were wearing. He smilingly asked, "Brother, what do you do for a living? Look at the sheepskin jackets you're wearing. Are you in the sheep business? "
"Sheepskin jackets are warm. I even have one," Gjerj said with a smile.
Leiden hesitated for a while before forcing a smile, and said, "We used to be sheep herders. Our pasture was taken over by another tribe previously, so we came to Chaos City. During this time, we've been helping others carry goods to earn money."
"Our dream is to open a mutton restaurant, but …" Moore pouted at the mutton soup in front of him, and regretfully said, "Father's mutton is not as good."
"I see." Harrison pondered for a while before quickly smilingly saying, "If you're using Mr. Mak's standards to judge whether you can open a restaurant, then none of the restaurants in Chaos City can be opened."
"That's right. Boss Mag is the number one chef in our Chaos City, and he was even awarded the best chef award by the king of the Roth Empire. How many chefs on the Norland Continent would dare to say that their dishes are better than his?" Gjerj chimed in with a smile.
"This …" Leiden and Moore were both stunned. They did not expect the boss of this restaurant to be so impressive.
"However, if you want to open a mutton restaurant, you really need to have some skills. This thing has a strong rank odor. If you don't cook it well, not many people will like to eat it." Harrison poured cold water on them at the right time. Before this, he could accept any other way of eating mutton apart from roasting.
Leiden was deep in thought. He had never cared about the rank odor of mutton before he came to Chaos City. They lived and ate with the sheep, and even lay among the sheep to keep warm during the winter. Even if Moore was a little concerned about this, he would only use a few simple methods to get rid of the odor. He wondered if he could meet the requirements of the people of Chaos City.
"The child is just saying. We've just arrived here, and we haven't decided to open the shop yet." Leiden shook his head with a smile. He was already thinking of backing out.
He was just an honest shepherd. How could he know anything about running a business or opening a restaurant? He didn't even have enough money to rent a place to stay, so how could he open a mutton restaurant? He couldn't even afford a sheep.
"Ding!"
"New mission: Leiden and his son's dream!"
"Please assist Leiden and his son in fulfilling their dreams. After the mission is completed, you will receive a mystery gift pack!"
Meg's mind suddenly rang with a system notification.
"Hmm?" Meg, who was busy cooking in the kitchen, was stunned. He frowned and said, "Leiden and his son's dream? System, do you think I'm a dreamer? Or a Dream Realization Master? "
"Bringing blissful culinary experiences to the customers and spreading the cooking methods of delicacies is what the host should do as a candidate for the God of Cookery."
"But what does this have to do with fulfilling other people's dreams? Do I have to run up to them and ask them affectionately, 'Tell me what your dream is?' Do you think I want to be on the hot search list that much? "
"The mystery gift pack has a certain chance of giving out a physical strength point."
"Ahem … Then, where's my leather pants?" Meg raised his head and looked outside the shop. His gaze swept past the customers and landed on the orc father and son at the table near the entrance.
He remembered that the father and son's names were Leiden and Moore. He had specially glanced at their information when he was welcoming the customers in. He just didn't know why they were targeted by the system and chosen as the lucky audience.
However, for the sake of the physical strength point, Meg didn't care about the reason at all. Instead, he couldn't wait to stop them and ask them about their dreams and help them fulfill them.
Yes, he was such a good person who was willing to help others.
Since they asked about their dreams, he would help them fulfill it. Otherwise, what was the point of asking about it? To earn their tears?
The whole world knew about their dreams. If they couldn't persevere, wouldn't it be very embarrassing?
"What did the orc father and son at the door order?" Meg asked Mia, who just came in.
"A sweet tofu pudding, but Harrison ordered two mutton soup for them," Mia answered.
"Mm-hmm." Meg nodded slightly. He could tell that they weren't very rich, so their dreams might have something to do with money. Within 1,000,000 copper coins, Meg could satisfy all their requests.
That was how confident he was when he was rich.
However, the two of them only ordered a sweet tofu pudding. Although Harrison ordered a mutton soup for them, he still had to keep a close eye on them in case they couldn't find it after they left. That would be very awkward.
"Bro, I'm not trying to discourage you. I think you can totally give it a try. Mr. Mak is paving the way for mutton. As long as it's a dish that he's made before, it can quickly become a series of restaurants. If you can make your own specialty with mutton, there will definitely be a place for you in Chaos City's food and beverage scene," Harrison said when he saw Leighton retreating. Harrison quickly persuaded Leiden when he saw that he was about to give up. He was afraid that he would scare off a good chef with just a few words.
"Yes. The people in Chaos City don't really like mutton now. However, no one used to eat duck intestine and tripe before. Now, the prices of those two things have gone up," Gjerj chimed in.
Leighton was a little touched when he heard their words. He didn't know how to answer them all of a sudden.
"Although my father's mutton isn't as good as this mutton soup, it's definitely the best in our tribe. Not only does he know how to roast mutton, but he also knows how to stew mutton. The mutton he stews is very fragrant," Moore said proudly with a nod.
"Mutton stew." Harrison and Gjerj's eyes lit up.
"I see that you guys have a pot. Why don't we buy half a mutton after breakfast, and get Bro to stew a pot of mutton for us? We'll buy the mutton. If the taste is good, you can count on me for the mutton restaurant, "Harrison said with a pat on his chest.
"Count me in. It's right to have a dream. You should support it," Gjerj said with a pat on his chest.
"This …" Leighton looked at the two of them agitatedly and fearfully.
"It's settled then. Let's set off after breakfast." Harrison patted Leighton's shoulder with a smile. His fried rice and Gjerj's youtiao had just arrived, so he ordered a set of Yangzhou fried rice for Leighton and his talisman.
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