After seeing Layton and his son finish eating, get up and chat with Harrison and the others and go out, McGonagall put down the iron spoon in her hand and prepared to stop them to talk about life and ideals, and help them realize their dreams.
"They seem to have gone to buy mutton. When I was passing by, I heard Harrison say that he wanted to try the mutton stew made by the orc." Mia walked in with a plate and seemed to notice Mag's attention to the father and son. , said proactively.
"Mutton stew?" Mag was stunned for a moment, and then missed the best opportunity to go out and stop them. This would have left a restaurant guest running out to stop them, which seemed a bit weird.
However, now that Harrison has established a connection with their father and son, there is no need to worry about not being able to find them.
Anyway, Harrison comes to the store to eat every day, and basically doesn’t miss three meals a day.
"Yes." Mia nodded and looked at Mag with some curiosity: "What's wrong, boss, do they have any problems?"
"It's nothing, just a little curious." Mag smiled and shook his head. He seemed to be a little too concerned, so he picked up the spoon again and continued cooking.
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Harrison took Layton and his son into his carriage, then took them directly to the vegetable market, selected half a sheep, and asked Layton to choose some side dishes and ingredients, and discussed with him After checking out the space required for making mutton, I took him directly to his factory.
There is an open space at the entrance of his factory, which is usually used to pile goods. Due to heavy snow and road closures, this period happens to be the factory's off-season, so it is empty. It is perfect to build a stove with stones according to Leiden's requirements.
When they arrived at the place, Harrison and Georgi got out of the car. He asked the orcs at the gate to move some wood from the canteen, and tied up Leiden and the others to build the stove.
"Brother, do you think so?" Harrison rubbed his hands and asked with a smile.
"Sure." Leiden nodded with a smile.
"Okay, just open up and do it. This place is mine, you can do whatever you want." Harrison said with a smile.
Leiden took off the large pot tied to the luggage and placed it on the stove. He lit a fire underneath, then shoveled a pot of snow and put it in the pot to let it melt. On the other side, he started to process the mutton.
He quickly chopped half of the sheep into pieces, and also used snow to directly wash the blood from the mutton.
Waiting for the snow water in the pot to boil, he threw the mutton into the pot, and then threw the various spices he bought into the pot. He dug out a branch from his luggage and used a knife to cut two small pieces. The slices were thrown into the pot, the pot lid was closed, and the stew began.
"Is this it?" Harrison looked at Layton a little surprised, it seemed a bit too simple than he thought.
"That seems to be the case." Georgi nodded slightly. As someone who occasionally goes back to the kitchen to watch the cook cooking, stew seems to be just a matter of throwing various things into the pot and then closing the lid. .
"It will take two hours to stew the mutton. If the two bosses feel cold or bored, they can go sit in the carriage first. We, father and son, can just stay here and watch." Leighton said a little restrained.
"Okay, then I'll go around the factory and come out to eat mutton later." Harrison nodded and walked towards the factory with Georgi.
"Do you think it can be done?" Harrison asked quietly after entering the factory.
"It's hard to say. Some people say cooking is a delicate matter, while others say cooking is a simple matter." Georgi shook his head.
"Isn't it Boss Mai who can cook extremely complex food like Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, and also allows us to experience the fool's style of cooking delicious hot pot." Harrison rolled his eyes and smiled again: "But this father and son I'm really looking forward to what kind of mutton stew the two of us can make."
"But why do you suddenly want to help them open a mutton restaurant?" Georgi looked at Harrison with some confusion. Although his best friend was kind, he usually only ordered a mutton soup for their father and son.
"Dream, such a simple word, but I haven't heard it from other people for a long time. It seems that adults are no longer worthy of having dreams. It's really puzzling." Harrison smiled and shook his head.
"Who doesn't have dreams, but they are just carefully hidden by yourself? Didn't you still want to be a writer back then? Your handwritten autobiography is still under your pillow?"
"What a big deal." Harrison's face turned red, his steps quickened a bit, and he added: "To me, it's just a small thing, but to them and their son, it might be their livelihood. If they really moved me If they have the ability, then what’s the harm in me helping them.”
"I like what you say." Geerji said with a smile.
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"Father, will they really help us open a mutton restaurant?" Moore rubbed his hands and looked at Leiden with excitement.
Layton threw the wood in his hand into the stove, looked at Moore and said deeply: "Moore, you must always remember that there is no free dinner in this world. If our mutton cannot enter the mouths of those two bosses, They won't help us open a mutton restaurant. Besides, this is too much to ask for."
"Yes." Moore nodded and said with a smile: "Father, the mutton you cook is so delicious, there must be no problem."
"I hope so." Leiden looked at the flames dancing under the stove, his eyes also flashing with light.
Two hours passed quickly, and the aroma broke through the limitations of the pot lid and began to be released.
"It smells so good." Harrison walked out of the factory. When he smelled the fragrance, his eyes suddenly lit up and he couldn't help but speed up his steps.
"Yes, the smell of this mutton is quite strong." Geerji's eyes also lit up, which was a bit beyond expectations.
Hearing the compliments from the two of them, Leiden's nervousness eased a little, but he did not relax completely. He waited until the two of them came forward and then opened the lid of the pot.
A strong aroma of mutton rises along with the heat. The soup is almost gone. The color of the mutton is bright red and shiny, which looks very appetizing.
However, Harrison and Geerji, who were approaching, raised their eyebrows in unison.
"Boss, the mutton has been stewed. You can try it." Leiden took two earthenware bowls, put a few pieces of mutton into each bowl, and handed them to Harrison and Geergi with anticipation.
"Okay, let's have a taste." Harrison smiled and took the bowl, holding a piece with wooden chopsticks. The mutton was cut into pieces the size of a baby's hand. Compared to the mutton in the mutton soup he had in the morning, it was bold and bold. With the presence of the pie, the color is quite attractive, but the aroma still cannot hide the unique mutton smell.
Harrison took a bite of the mutton. The stewed mutton was soft but not rotten. It tasted very good. The various spices added brought out the deliciousness of the mutton. It was much better than other stewed mutton he had eaten before.
but……
The smell was like a curse that lingered on. Even though Harrison had tried very hard to force himself to ignore the smell, he still couldn't let himself sink into the mutton.
Gyorgi's expression was similar. For a qualified foodie, slight flaws can be ignored, but the taste that affects the user experience is something that cannot be ignored.
The two of them finished the mutton in the bowl.
"Boss, how's it going? Can you open a mutton restaurant?" Moore looked at the two of them expectantly and asked. Since the two bosses had finished all the mutton in the bowl, it meant that they also liked the mutton cooked by their father.
Leiden's expression was also tense with a hint of expectation.
“The mutton is quite delicious. It’s more delicious than the mutton stew I’ve eaten before. The color of the meat is very good, and the taste of the mutton is also excellent. The spice ratio is very good, and the saltiness and lightness are appropriate, which maximizes the deliciousness of the mutton. But..." Harrison looked at the two people who were full of expectations, and carefully considered his words: "It seems that the mutton smell is not handled well, and it will offset all the advantages of the mutton. If it is to this extent , even if you open a mutton restaurant, I’m afraid it will be difficult to accumulate customers.”
"How could it be possible..." Moore's expression suddenly collapsed, and he looked at the steaming mutton in the pot with disbelief.
"Sorry, my level is not good enough." Although Leiden was a little disappointed, he quickly apologized.
"I'm sorry, I have to say what I have to say." Harrison was a little embarrassed, but also a little helpless.
"How about we go find Boss Mai and ask?" Geerji said.
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