Seeing that Leiden and his son had finished eating and were chatting with Harrison, Meg put down the ladle in his hand, and was about to stop them to talk about life and dreams, as well as help them fulfill their dreams.
"They seem to have gone to buy mutton. I heard Harrison say that he wants to try the mutton stew made by that orc when I was passing by." Mia walked in with a plate, and seemed to have noticed Meg's attention to the father and son.
"Mutton stew?" Meg was stunned for a moment, and missed the best opportunity to go out and stop them. It seemed a little strange for him to leave all the customers in the restaurant and run out to stop them.
However, since Harrison had already gotten in touch with the father and son, he did not have to worry about not being able to find them.
In any case, Harrison came to the restaurant to eat every day. He basically did not miss any of the three meals a day.
"Mm-hmm." Mia nodded, and looked at Meg curiously. "What's wrong, Boss? Is there a problem with them?"
"Nothing. I'm just a little curious." Meg shook his head with a smile. He seemed to have shown too much concern, so he picked up the ladle again and continued cooking.
…
Harrison brought Leiden and his son into his carriage, and then brought them to the market. He chose half a lamb, and let Leiden choose some ingredients. After discussing the location of the mutton stew with him, he brought him to his factory.
There was an empty space in front of his factory, which was usually used to store goods. Due to the snow blocking the road, it happened to be the off-season for the factory, so it was empty. According to Leiden's request, it was perfect to build a stone stove.
When they reached the place, Harrison and Gjerj alighted. He got the orc guarding the door to get some wood from the canteen, and tied Leiden and his son up to build the stove.
"Bro, what do you think?" Harrison asked with a smile as he rubbed his hands.
"Sure." Leiden nodded with a silly smile.
"Alright, you can do whatever you want. This place is mine. You can do whatever you want with it," Harrison said with a smile.
Leiden removed the large pot that was tied to the luggage and placed it on the stove. He lit a fire underneath and shoveled a pot of snow into the pot to let it melt. On the other side, he began to prepare the mutton.
Half a sheep was quickly chopped into pieces by him, similarly using snow to directly wash the blood off the meat.
When the snow water in the pot boiled, he threw the mutton into the pot. Then, he threw all the spices he bought into the pot. He took out a branch from his luggage and cut two small pieces with a knife and threw them into the pot. He covered the pot and began to stew.
"That's it?" Harrison looked at Leiden in surprise. It was a little easier than he had imagined.
"That seems to be the case." Gjerj nodded slightly. As someone who would occasionally go to the kitchen to watch the cook cook, stewing seemed to be just a matter of throwing various ingredients into a pot and covering it with a lid.
"Stewing mutton will take two hours. If the two of you feel cold or bored, you can go sit in the carriage first. The two of us will just stay here," Leiden said a little awkwardly.
"Alright, then I'll go take a walk around the factory. I'll come out to eat the mutton later." Harrison nodded, and brought Gjerj to the factory.
"Do you think it'll work?" Harrison asked softly after entering the factory.
"It's hard to say. Some people say that cooking is a delicate matter, while others say that cooking is a simple matter." Gjerj shook his head.
"Isn't it just Mr. Mak? He can make an extremely complicated dish like 'Buddha jumps over the wall', and let us experience a dumpling-style hot pot." Harrison rolled his eyes. Then, he smiled, and said, "But I'm really looking forward to what kind of mutton stew this father and son can make."
"But, why do you suddenly want to open a mutton restaurant for them?" Gjerj looked at Harrison in confusion. Although this best friend of his was kind, he would usually only order mutton soup for the two of them.
"Dream. What a simple word, but I haven't heard it from anyone for a long time. It's as if I don't deserve to have dreams after I'm an adult. How puzzling." Harrison shook his head with a smile.
"Who doesn't have dreams? They're just carefully hidden away. Didn't you want to be a writer back then? Your handwritten autobiography is still under your pillow, isn't it?"
"Of course not." Harrison blushed, and quickened his steps. He said, "It's just a small matter to me, but to the father and son, it might be their livelihood. If they really have the ability to move me, then what's wrong with helping them?"
"I like what you said," Gjerj said with a smile.
…
"Father, will they really help us open a mutton restaurant?" Moore rubbed his hands together, and looked at Leiden excitedly.
Leiden threw the wood in his hand into the stove, and looked at Moore as he said, "Moore, you must always remember that there's no such thing as a free meal in this world. If our mutton isn't good enough for those two bosses, they won't help us open a mutton restaurant. Moreover, this is already an excessive request. "
"Mm-hmm." Moore nodded, and smiled. "Father, the mutton you make is so delicious. There won't be a problem."
"I hope so." Leiden looked at the flames dancing under the stove, and his eyes were also shining.
Two hours passed very quickly. The aroma broke through the limits of the pot lid, and began to spread.
"It smells so good." Harrison walked out of the factory. His eyes lit up when he smelled the aroma, and he could not help but quicken his steps.
"Yeah, the aroma of this mutton is quite strong." Gjerj's eyes also lit up. It had exceeded his expectations.
Hearing their praises, Leiden's nervousness eased a little. However, he did not relax completely. He only opened the pot lid when the two of them walked over.
A rich aroma of mutton wafted out along with the steam. The soup was almost finished, and the mutton's color was bright red and shiny. It looked very appetizing.
However, Harrison and Gjerj, who walked over, frowned at the same time.
"Boss, the mutton is ready. Try it." Leiden took out two clay bowls, and put a few pieces of mutton into each bowl. He handed them to Harrison and Gjerj expectantly.
"Alright, let's try it." Harrison took the bowl with a smile, and used a pair of chopsticks to pick up a piece of mutton. The mutton was cut into pieces the size of a baby's palm. Compared to the mutton in the mutton soup they had in the morning, it was bold and unrestrained. The color was rather enticing, but the smell of mutton could not be hidden in the aroma.
Harrison took a bite of the mutton. The mutton was soft but not mushy. It had a wonderful texture, and all sorts of spices were added to bring out the freshness of the mutton. It was much better than the mutton stew he had eaten in the past.
However …
The smell of mutton was like a curse that could not be dispelled. No matter how hard Harrison tried to force himself to ignore the smell, he still could not immerse himself in this mutton dish.
Gjerj's expression was similar. To a qualified foodie, a slight flaw could be ignored, but a taste that affected the experience was definitely not something that could be ignored.
The two of them still finished the mutton in their bowls.
"Boss, how is it? Can we open a mutton restaurant? " Moore asked the two of them expectantly. Since the two bosses had finished the mutton in their bowls, it meant that they should like the mutton his father made very much.
Leiden's expression also had a tinge of anticipation amidst his nervousness.
"The mutton is quite delicious. It's more delicious than any mutton stew I've eaten in the past. The color of the meat itself is very good, and the texture of the mutton is also very good. The ratio of spices is very good, and the saltiness is just right. The flavor of the mutton is very delicious, but … "Harrison looked at the two expectant men, and chose his words carefully." The smell of mutton doesn't seem to have been handled very well. It will cancel out all the good points of the mutton. If it's to this extent, even if we open a mutton restaurant, I'm afraid it will be very difficult to accumulate customers. "
"How can that be …" Moore's expression collapsed instantly. He looked at the steaming mutton in the pot in disbelief.
Although Leiden was also a little disappointed, he quickly apologized, "I'm sorry. I'm not good enough."
"I'm sorry. I'm a person who says what's on my mind. I have to say what I have to say." Harrison was a little embarrassed, but also a little helpless.
"Why don't we go and ask Mr. Mak?" Gjerj asked.
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