The scorching spiciness was like a ball of fire wreaking havoc in his mouth, but it was also like scorching lava, instantly rendering his taste buds numb and numb. Joshua had never tasted such spiciness before, and he felt as if he had been poisoned in that instant. His body temperature rose sharply, and sweat poured down his face like water. Even the air coming out of his nose had turned into white smoke.
"Are you alright, Your Highness?!"
"Someone, go get a doctor!"
Everyone in the restaurant hurriedly asked. Some of them were busy pouring water, while others were already preparing to rush out of the restaurant to call for help.
"Sure enough, it's impossible to eat!" Matthew's eyes immediately lit up, and he was immediately relieved. Meg's first two dishes had been praised by His Highness, but as long as the fish he cooked wasn't approved by His Highness, then his position in the household wouldn't be threatened.
Just as Joshua was about to spit out the fish, the rich aroma of the fish suddenly blossomed in his mouth. It was as if rain had suddenly descended upon a desert after a long drought, and the tender fish melted in his mouth.
This was an incomparably delicious flavor, and it blossomed in the firelight, completely suppressing the scorching spiciness. His numb tongue and taste buds were rejuvenated, and they seemed to have become more sensitive. Every single taste bud was hungrily experiencing the freshness of the fish, and the flavor became even more distinct and delicious amid the spiciness.
After swallowing the fish, the scalding sensation slid down his throat, like a red-hot soldering iron sliding down his esophagus. However, it turned into a warm current in his body and spread to his limbs and bones. It was as if he had taken a comfortable hot bath.
Just a small mouthful of fish was enough to make Joshua experience a rollercoaster ride in that short span of time. Pain and deliciousness existed side by side, but in the end, it all transformed into a carefree and comfortable feeling. Just that one mouthful of fish was enough to satisfy him.
His throat was still scorching hot, and his tongue was becoming numb again. However, Joshua felt as if his hands were uncontrollably picking up another piece of fish before placing it into his mouth.
The deliciousness of the fish was able to suppress the scorching sensation, but every time the fish entered his mouth, the spiciness would intensify. The fish was so delicious that it was difficult for him to part with his chopsticks. One mouthful after another, it almost became an endless cycle.
"Hold on... His Highness seems to like this fish very much."
The old chef called out to his apprentice, who had already reached the entrance. He looked at the red-faced Joshua, but his chopsticks didn't stop moving for even a single moment, and he was feeling rather conflicted. Even he had never seen the second prince so fond of anyone's dishes.
"How is this possible?" Matthew stumbled, and his face turned deathly pale. Fortunately, the apprentice beside him was quick enough to support him.
Back then, the second, the second prince would often eat his fish, and the second prince would often take a single bite out of the fish....... of the fish fish of the fish, of course, of the second prince's every day, and every every day, and the second prince's every every day.
He often comforted himself that it was because of the recent weather that His Highness didn't want to eat fish. But now that he saw His Highness eating mouthful after mouthful of fish without the slightest intention of stopping, the thoughts in his heart were completely shattered, and he was filled with a sense of loss.
It looked like it was time for him to pack up and leave.
All of the chefs in the restaurant also wore similar expressions. Even though the fish was so unbearably spicy, the second prince was still eating with such gusto. It was quite clear just how delicious the fish was. The second prince had always been a gentle and refined man, and he was eating with such gusto.
"Where did this guy come from?"
All of the chefs were looking at Meg with bewilderment and curiosity in their hearts. All of their disdain toward him had completely disappeared.
There was a chain of disdain in the world of chefs. At the top of the chain were the chefs of Rodu, followed by the elven race, and then Chaos City.
In the eyes of many of the chefs of Rodu, the chefs of Chaos City were only slightly better than orcs in terms of overall standards. This was why there was such a huge uproar when the second prince announced that he was going to invite a chef from Chaos City to cook for the king.
However, this Meg had completely upended everyone's understanding of the chefs of Chaos City.
Josh really couldn't stop eating. Firstly, the grilled fish really was extraordinarily delicious. It was as if it possessed some kind of magical power that was releasing an irresistible temptation.
Of course, the most important thing was that it was simply too spicy. If he were to stop eating, he would feel as if his mouth and throat had been set on fire. Taking a bite of the fish was like pouring a scoop of ice water onto a fire, but after he stopped, that scorching sensation would become even more intense.
This was an indescribable feeling.
Furthermore, what was even more amazing was that the fish didn't have any small fishbones, so there was no need to worry about eating any fishbones. Even the time needed to remove the fishbones had been skipped.
After losing the opportunity to stop eating, it was even more difficult for Josh to extricate himself from this state. Only after he finished the entire side of the fish did he finally put down his chopsticks. He waved a hand at the servant who was holding a cup of water, and downed the entire cup in one gulp before heaving a long sigh of relief.
When Josh entered, he was wearing a luxurious robe with his long hair tied up. But now, his robe was drenched in sweat and stuck to his body. His long hair had also lost its elegance and was stuck to his forehead. He looked a little wretched, like a refugee who had just escaped from a disaster.
"I heard from Master Cayrols that Your Highness likes spicy food, so I added a bit more chili when I was grilling the fish. Is it to your liking?" Meg blamed Cayrols with a nervous and expectant look on his face. However, he was feeling extremely elated, as if he had drunk a bottle of ice cream in a desert with the temperature at 48 degrees Celsius.
This is what you get for taking Amy hostage three years ago; I'll make you taste four times, five times, and even six times the insanely spicy food in the future!
Josh felt like he was becoming a little dehydrated. After swallowing the entire fish, his limbs were feeling rather sore and feeble, as if he had just come out of a high-temperature steamer. His stomach was still feeling rather scorching, and he couldn't help but salivate at the sight of the remaining half of the grilled fish.
A contemplative look appeared on Josh's face upon hearing Meg's words. If any other chef had put him in such a disheveled state, then he would've definitely gotten rid of them after the fact. However, the grilled fish cooked by Meg had left him sweating profusely, and it was irresistibly delicious. On top of that, the spiciness seemed to be the essence of the dish.
As such, he didn't have much to say about it. After all, many people knew that he liked spicy food, and there was nothing he could say about the grilled fish that Meg had cooked to cater to his tastes. Thus, he smiled in a carefree manner, and said, "Mr. Meg's grilled fish is the most delicious grilled fish I've ever tasted, and it's also the most spicy grilled fish I've ever tasted."
"You're far too kind, Your Highness. If you like, I can cook for you in the next few days," Meg replied with a modest smile.
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