Gjerj and Harrison claimed to be gluttons, but their standards were only limited to eating. It would be too difficult for them to teach Leiden and his son how to remove the rank odor of mutton stew and make it a dish that the residents of Chaos City loved.
Harrison's eyes lit up when he heard Gjerj's words. He clapped his hands, and said, "Yes, let's go look for Mr. Mak!"
"Mr. Mak?" Leiden was puzzled. He suddenly thought of that restaurant in the morning, and uncertainly asked, "Could it be the boss of that restaurant in the morning?"
"Yes, it's the boss of Mamy's." Harrison nodded.
"But he's the owner of a mutton restaurant. Why would he tell us the secret recipe? Aren't we going to steal his business? "Moore said dejectedly. He did not agree with Harrison's and Gjerj's suggestion at all.
"It's not good to ask for the recipe like that." Leiden shook his head. He wanted to open a mutton restaurant because he saw that Mamy's mutton business was doing well. It would be too shameless of him to ask for the recipe of mutton stew.
"Little friend, Mamy's is not some mutton restaurant. It's a temple, a temple of delicacies!" Harrison rolled his eyes at Moore as if he had insulted the holy ground in his heart. "Also, does Mr. Mak still have to worry about anyone stealing his business? You don't know how many customers line up outside Mamy's every day, but can't get a bite. Even if there are 100 mutton restaurants next to it, there will still be customers lining up to eat his mutton stew that costs 500 copper coins a bowl. How can anyone imitate that taste and standard? "
"Mr. Mak is a very good person. Besides, we're not going to ask him for the recipe of mutton stew. We're just going to ask him for advice on how to remove the rank odor of mutton. I believe he'll be willing to guide you," Gjerj said with a smile. "Back then, something happened to my wife's pregnancy, and Mr. Mak specially made a month's worth of mutton stew for me to bring back. That was how she gave birth to my daughter."
Leiden and Moore were speechless. They did not expect that boss to have such a history.
"But … We're not familiar with him at all. Wouldn't it be too abrupt to look for him like this?" Leiden was still a little hesitant.
"Previously, he had a culinary duel with Master Harris. After he won, it was said that he really took Master Harris in as his disciple, and taught him the dish 'husband and wife lung slice'. Mr Mak's character is not to be doubted if he can be so lenient to his opponents who came to provoke him, "Gjerj retorted.
"Then he must be a broad-minded person," Leiden praised. If it were him, he might not be able to do so.
"Let's go. We'll bring this mutton to Mr. Mak. We'll let someone more professional evaluate it and give more professional suggestions." Harrison scooped out another bowl of mutton, and put it into a thermos lunch box in the carriage. He got Leiden and his son into the carriage, and they went straight to Amy's.
On the other side, Meg brewed a pot of tea for himself, and held a book as he sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, enjoying his free time in the morning.
As he was caught off guard by the mission in the morning, he was thinking about how he could get the contact details of that orc father and son from Harrison without being too abrupt, and then help them fulfill their dreams logically.
"Ding ling!"
Just then, the doorbell rang.
Meg turned around, and saw Harrison and Gjerj standing outside the door with the orc father and son through the floor-to-ceiling window.
"Speak of the devil." Meg's eyes lit up. He placed the book in his hand on the table, and got up to open the door with a smile.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Mak. Did we disturb your rest by coming to look for you now?" Harrison said to Meg apologetically.
If it were any other time, Meg would not like people to disturb him during his non-business hours.
However, just as he was thinking about how to look for Leiden and his son, Harrison brought them to his door again, which saved him a lot of trouble. He then smiled, and said, "It's alright. But, why are you here now?"
Although they were already in front of him, he still maintained his composure. One who was unaccountably solicitous was hiding evil intentions, after all. Everything had to be done step by step.
"It's like this. We had a good chat with this Brother Leiden when we were having breakfast this morning. We found out that he's an old herdsman who's good at making mutton stew, and that he and his son dream of opening a mutton restaurant. We wanted to contribute to their dream, so we got him to cook a pot of mutton for us to try.
I have to say, this Brother's cooking is really something. It's just that Gjerj and I feel that there are some areas that can be improved, but the two of us only know how to eat, and we can't make a sound. So, we thought of bringing the mutton for you to try and see if you can give him some suggestions. "Harrison showed the lunch box in his hand.
"Oh, I see." Meg was deep in thought. So, Leiden and his son's dream was to open a mutton restaurant. At the same time, he was secretly relieved. Luckily, the taste of the mutton seemed to be a little lacking, and did not satisfy Harrison and Gjerj. Otherwise, his mission would have been intercepted by these two kind-hearted fat brothers.
"Since that's the case, come in first." Meg made way for them.
Everyone entered, and Meg poured a cup of tea for each of them.
"Lady Boss Mai is in such a refined mood," Harrison praised as he looked at the teapot and books beside the bed.
Mr. Mak was really a wonderful person. He was a good cook, and he was like a god in the kitchen. However, he was just like a teacher who did not have much of a temperament. No wonder all those ladies were so smitten with him.
"It's just a cup of tea." Meg took the lunch box from Harrison, and opened the lid right away. The rich aroma of mutton wafted out together with the steam.
The lunch box was very good at keeping the mutton warm, so the mutton was still hot. The aroma of the mutton was very rich, but the rank odor was also very prominent.
Meg had asked Raina about the spices in this world some time ago, so he could immediately tell which spices were added to the mutton.
However, there was a very unfamiliar aroma. It smelled a little like pine wood, but he did not have any impression of such spices.
He had to admit that these spices were very suitable for stewing mutton. They could enhance the aroma of the mutton.
However, it was a pity that there were no spices to counter the rank odor.
The rank odor of the mutton was perfectly preserved. After a long period of stewing, it became even more obvious.
Meg poked the mutton gently with his chopsticks. The chopsticks pierced through the mutton easily, but the mutton did not fall apart directly. It maintained a very good balance.
Meg picked up a piece of mutton, and examined it carefully. The mutton was bright red in color, and looked very appetizing.
Then, Meg took a bite of the mutton.
"Urgh …"
He threw up.
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