"Connie, what's wrong with you? Didn't I ask you to go back to the restaurant to get an apron? Why are you sweating profusely?" Mia handed the ice cream in her hand to a child and looked at the sweaty child who walked in the door. Connie asked in surprise.
Elizabeth and the others also looked at Connie strangely.
Connie said anxiously: "You know, the restaurant is gone. I walked along the square and couldn't find the restaurant at the end. I searched back and forth many times but couldn't find it. I only saw a shop selling pots. , has our restaurant disappeared?”
"Gone?" Everyone was slightly shocked when they heard this. How could a good restaurant disappear? Moreover, there is a blacksmith shop next door to the restaurant, and there is no one selling pots, right?
"Connie, didn't you turn left after going out?" Barbara thought for a while and asked.
"Don't you go out and turn left?" Connie nodded matter-of-factly.
Everyone looked at Connie with increasingly complicated expressions.
"Sorry, Connie, I shouldn't have given you such a task. It may be difficult for you." Yabei Mia said apologetically.
"It's hard to imagine how difficult it must be for you to go out to deliver food." Barbara looked sad.
"So, delivering meals once a day is indeed the upper limit." Rena chuckled, and everyone also smiled.
"Did you get the direction wrong again?" Connie nodded, blushing a little.
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"How about we have durian pizza for lunch today." Mag came out of the study and went downstairs, muttering to himself. He had not tasted the durian pizza he learned last night. He didn't know how it tasted. Amy Whether they can accept it.
As for the official launch, Mag plans to delay the launch for a day or two. How to launch such a heavy-flavored food needs to be considered. Whether to set up an exclusive area like stinky tofu or open it completely is a question that needs to be considered by him.
As soon as Mag came downstairs, Phyllis and Camilla arrived. Because they were responsible for preparing ingredients, they always came earlier.
"Boss." Phyllis greeted Mag with a smile.
Camilla, on the other hand, glared at Mag and walked past him into the kitchen.
Mag raised his eyebrows. He didn't know how he provoked this aunt. She came to drink on her own. It was Irina who got her drunk. It was Irina who tricked her into eating grass. He was kind-hearted. He carried her upstairs and made a bed for her to sleep on.
There's nowhere to look for such a good man with a lantern, right?
"Boss, have you offended Sister Camilla?" Phyllis glanced at Camilla who was chopping vegetables, and asked in a low voice while tying her apron.
"Maybe she's a little overheated. Eating more vegetables will help reduce the heat." Mag smiled and said in a moderate voice, just enough for Camilla to hear.
"This guy must have seen me eating grass yesterday!" A blush rose on Camilla's face, and a cucumber was instantly cut into pieces.
Mag glanced at the miserable cucumber, immediately shut his mouth, and turned his back to Camilla as he passed by her carefully.
In the corner of the refrigerator, the durian has been delivered. It is plump and plump in appearance and golden in color. It is indeed a very high-quality durian.
Mag opened the refrigerator door, and a strong durian aroma was released.
"What's that weird smell?" Phyllis, who was about to start chopping vegetables, looked around in confusion when a sudden strange smell hit her nose, which was a bit pungent at first.
"It stinks!" Camilla directly covered her nose, her face turned blue, and while retreating towards the kitchen door, she looked at Mag who was standing next to the refrigerator, holding a round thing full of spikes in her hand. , said with some horror: "What is that in your hand?"
"Durian, a very expensive and delicious fruit." Mag said frankly. For an evolved durian powder, he could not help but salivate when he smelled this fragrance now.
Camilla had been out of the kitchen, and after the smell was blocked, she relaxed her nose and took a deep breath. She still looked at the strange-looking durian in Mag's hand with a lingering fear on her face.
As a noble vampire with a strong mysophobia, he absolutely cannot tolerate bad smells.
For example, stinky tofu would make her feel like vomiting every time she smelled it, so whenever Mag wanted to make stinky tofu, she would leave the kitchen early.
Today, the smell of durian was no better than the smell of stinky tofu. Just one sniff made her feel suffocated.
Although Phyllis's reaction was not as exaggerated as Camila's, judging from the expression she was trying to restrain and the gradually tightening expression, she could not immediately accept the smell of durian.
After a period of time, she has accepted the smell of stinky tofu, especially after tasting it in person, and her resistance to the smell has completely disappeared.
But is this fruit with the same pungent smell really as delicious as Mag said? This made her a little suspicious.
Mag had already anticipated the reaction of the two people. You can imagine the reaction of the guests after smelling this smell. It is indeed the right choice to treat this new product with caution. There will be an extreme contrast between likes and dislikes.
"This is an important ingredient used to make a new dish called durian. Let's have this for lunch today." Mag smiled.
"Eat this?!" Camilla's eyes widened, feeling that something was not good. She couldn't bear the smell. If she wanted to eat it, it would be better to kill her.
Mag glanced at Camilla, put the durian on the stove aside, stretched out his hand and broke it open, revealing two full pieces of durian flesh.
The fragrance of durian becomes more and more intense, and the plump durian meat is perfectly ripe.
"How do you want to eat this?" Phyllis was already somewhat accustomed to the smell, and walked up to ask curiously. She was quite interested in the new products Mag mentioned, because Mag always had some wonderful things. idea, but it always turns out to be amazingly delicious.
Mag took a spoon, then dug out a large spoonful of durian meat and handed it to Felice, smiling: "You can eat it directly."
"Eat it directly?" Phyllis took the spoon hesitantly, not knowing how to take a bite.
"It's sticky, yellow, and soft... With this terrible appearance and shape, and a strange taste, is it really edible?" Camilla stood at the door, looking at the cup in Phyllis' hand. Spooning the durian meat, I thought firmly in my heart: "Even if I die, I will never take a bite of this durian or any durian-related food!"
