Chapter 1708: Boss Mag, You Really Know How To Enjoy Yourself
Gjerj and Harrison claimed to be gourmets, but only at the eating level. It would be difficult for them to give Leiden tips on how to remove the rank odor in the mutton stew to make it Chaos City’s favorite food.
Upon hearing Gjerj’s words, Harrison’s eyes lit up. He clapped his hands together, and said, “Right, let’s look for Boss Mag!”
“Boss Mag?” Leiden was puzzled. He suddenly recalled the restaurant they went to in the morning, and asked, “Could it be the owner of the restaurant we went to in the morning?”
“Yes, he’s the owner of Mamy Restaurant.” Harrison nodded his head.
“But he sells mutton. How is it possible that he would tell us his secret? Wouldn’t we be snatching his business?” Moore commented dejectedly. He was not at all agreeable to Harrison and Gjerj’s suggestion.
“It won’t be very nice to go over and ask him for his methods.” Leiden shook his head as well. They initially had the idea of opening a mutton restaurant when they saw that the mutton sold well there. It would be shameless of them to go up and ask for the recipe.
“Young friend. Mamy Restaurant is no mutton restaurant. It’s a paradise, a food paradise!” Harrison rolled his eyes at Moore as though the latter had insulted the sacred land in his heart. “Also, Boss Mag would not need to worry about his business being snatched. Don’t you know how many customers line up outside the restaurant but aren’t able to get a seat? Even if a mutton restaurant were to open beside Mamy Restaurant, the line for his 500-copper-coin mutton soup would still be full. That taste and that standard are not something anyone could replicate completely.”
“Boss Mag is a really good person. Besides, we aren’t asking him for his recipe. We’re just going to ask him for tips on how to get rid of the rank odor on mutton. I believe he would be willing to give you one or two pointers,” Gjerj said with a smile. “Back then, when my wife had some implications in her pregnancy, Boss Mag specially made soup for more than a month for me to bring back home, and that helped my wife give birth to my daughter smoothly.”
Leiden and Moore were dumbfounded. They did not expect that restaurant owner to have done such things.
“But… we aren’t even close to him. Wouldn’t it be very abrupt for us to just look for him?” Leiden was still rather hesitant.
“He once had a culinary duel with Chef Harris, and after he won, I heard that he really kept his word and took Harris in as his disciple. On top of that, he even taught him how to make the husband and wife lung slice. Do you think there’s more to doubt about Boss Mag’s character if he’s so generous to his competitor?” Gjerj asked.
“Then he must be a very magnanimous person,” Leiden exclaimed. If he were in Mag’s shoes, he might not be able to do that.
“Let’s go.” Put some mutton into a bowl, and bring it over to Boss Mag. Let someone more professional do the assessing so that he can give some professional advice.” Harrison took out a new bowl, and placed some mutton inside before putting the bowl into a thermal lunch box which was in the horse-drawn carriage. Afterward, he called out to Leiden and Moore, and they went straight to Mamy Restaurant.
On the other side, Mag was sitting at the window, enjoying his afternoon break with a pot of tea and a book.
Because of the sudden mission he received in the morning, he was currently thinking about how he could get the orcs’ contact info from Harrison without sounding weird.
Ding!
Just then, the doorbell rang.
Mag looked back, and saw Harrison and Gjerj standing outside the door with the orcs.
“Speaking of the devil.” Mag’s eyes lit up. He placed his book down on the table, and got up to open the door with a smile.
“Apologies, Boss Mag. Are we interrupting your break ?” Harrison looked at Mag apologetically.
If it was during the normal days, Mag indeed disliked people disturbing him at non-operating hours.
However, Harrison brought the orcs over to Mag just as the latter was thinking about how to look for them, and that saved him a lot of trouble. Mag quickly smiled, and said, “It’s alright. Is there anything I can help you with?”
Although they were already right before him, he still had to maintain calm. Everything had to go through its proper process. If someone suddenly became overly nice, something had to be up.
“It’s like this. We enjoyed ourselves with this Brother Leiden here during breakfast today, and found out that he’s an old shepherd. He is really skilled at making stew mutton, and he and his son have a dream of opening a mutton restaurant. So, we wanted to do our best to help them achieve their dream, and told them to make us a pot of stewed mutton to try.
“I have to admit, he is really good. The only problem is that Gjerj and I both feel that there is some room for improvement. However, both of us only know how to eat, and we can’t come up with anything substantial to help them. So we were thinking of letting you try the mutton, and perhaps you can give him some tips.” Harrison brought out the lunch box with the mutton.
“I see.” Mag pondered. So this father-and-son duo wanted to open a mutton restaurant. At the same time, he was secretly glad that there were some flaws in the mutton that Harrison and Gjerj weren’t satisfied with. Otherwise, his mission would be intercepted by these two kind brothers.
“In that case, come on in first,” Mag said.
Everyone entered, and Mag poured them each a cup of tea.
“Boss Mag, you really know how to enjoy yourself,” Harrison complimented when he saw the teapot and book.
Boss Mag was a special person indeed. He could whip up delicious food, and was like a god in the kitchen, but gave off the aura of a learned scholar. No wonder all those ladies were so smitten with him.
“It’s just a cup of tea.” Mag received the lunch box from Harrison, and opened its lid. A strong mutton fragrance wafted over with the steam.
The lunch box could retain heat fairly well, so the mutton was still warm. The fragrance was very strong, but so was the rank odor.
Mag had asked Rena to teach him about some of the spices in this world, so he could immediately tell what were the spices added in the mutton.
However, there was one very foreign fragrance. It smelled a little like pine, but Mag did not know of the existence of such spice as far as he could remember.
He had to admit that these spices were indeed very suitable for mutton stew as they could bring out the fragrance of the mutton.
However, it was a pity that none of the spices could actually do anything about the rank odor.
The rank odor was preserved completely, and after the long hours of simmering, it was more prominent.
Mag poked the mutton gently with his chopsticks, and the latter could easily poke through the mutton without the meat falling apart. There was a very good balance achieved.
He picked up a piece of mutton, and looked at it carefully. The mutton was a bright red, and it looked very appetizing.
After that, Mag took a bite.
“Eurgh…”
He spat it out.