Chapter 10 Really. Heartache

Beyond the perception of ordinary people, Jason can clearly taste the aroma of various foods without entering the kitchen of the restaurant.

The taste of fried steak.

The taste of roast lamb.

The taste of braised pork bones.

The greens are mixed with fruit flavors.

And the taste mixed with various seasonings.

Every flavor is full of aroma, and it's clear that the best ingredients are used at Ameda.

only……

In these ingredients, but mixed with a strange taste.

Said to be fragrant, but also has a fragrance.

But it's more of a rotten feeling.

It was like seeing a piece of carefully cooked rotten meat.

Moreover, Jason also felt a touch of familiarity inexplicably.

"What will it be?"

Jason continued to frown as he recalled.

"What's wrong?"

Edward, who had parked the car, asked.

"nothing."

"Have a meal."

Jason shook his head and pointed to the people lining up at the door.

There is still about half an hour before the real meal, but there is already a long queue in front of the Amida restaurant. When the three of Jason get to the end of the line, a waiter in a restaurant will write a number plate with 33. Handed it to Jason, and Jason handed it to Edward.

He, the tramp, has no money.

Edward, who was originally proposed by himself, naturally would not refuse.

Moreover, this one also walked towards the waiter.

After a while,

Edward walked back with a smile.

"We're lucky."

"There just happens to be a pair of guests who have made an appointment temporarily, and you and Jichel can just take the place."

"but me?"

"It's drenched."

Edward said and motioned for Jason and the lady pastry chef to go with him.

Guests who make a reservation do not need to queue.

The three Jason, who replaced the reserved guests, did not line up.

The people in line did not object to this.

Because, this means that the three of Jason have completely accepted the orders of the previous guests, which must be a lot of money-in Amida Restaurant, reservations are quite low consumption.

Rather than spending high prices on food they don't like, these guests would rather wait a while longer and eat some of their favorite, affordable food.

Following the waiter, the three of Jason walked through the long corridor.

This corridor is not fully enclosed. One side is the wall and the other side is the hall. There is a half-person-height railing on the side of the hall. Under the railing are water storage channels with a width of about 50 cm. These water storage channels It seems to be a pool that gathers in the middle of the hall as if the rivers and lakes are entering the sea.

This pool is about one meter deep and has a radius of more than five meters. There is a rockery in the center of the pool. The water flows down from the rockery like a waterfall. The white waves in the pool roll and the fish swim. Some lively fish even jumped into the canal. , free play.

Between the canals and the canals are connected by small bridges.

Crossing these small bridges leads to a dining table.

In the huge hall, there are only ten tables in total.

"These tables are placed against rockeries and bridges."

"Guests at each table, as long as they don't stand up, can't see the guests at other tables at all."

"Privacy is good."

Edward, who came for the second time, introduced Jason and the female pastry chef.

The female pastry chef looked at the furnishings in the hall and thought about her pastry shop, and couldn't help but envy in her eyes.

Jason was secretly vigilant.

Because, the meticulous arrangement in front of him always reminded him of the 'Starry Sky' restaurant, and always reminded him of the malicious 'Looking up at the Starry Sky'.

"Do not!"

"no no!"

"I must be overthinking it!"

"The layout in front of you is enough to show the intentions of the restaurant operator. The food must not be bad!"

Jason's expectations when faced with food always made him unconsciously comfort himself.

Simply put, don't give up until the last minute.

Or is it……

At the last moment, I still want to struggle.

Most people are like that.

Some people have feelings between men and women.

Some people are at a loss for the cause.

Jason is about food.

People, each have their own advantages, don't they?

"This is your private room."

The waiter stood at a corner, bowed to the three of Jason, and opened the door of the private room.

The interior is very spacious, but the layout is minimalist.

There is a dining table on one side, a sofa and coffee table on the other side, and on the other side against the dining table is a TV, which is square and has its own antenna, which is very old.

Jason stood at the door, glanced at the decoration inside, and then stepped in.

When entering the private room, Jason saw the private room number that was always in front of the waiter's head.

1024.

What is this weird number?

Jason thought, and under the guidance of the waiter, sat on the sofa and waited quietly.

Edward sat opposite, and the female pastry chef consciously sat on Jason's side.

"Please wait a moment."

"The meal will be ready soon."

After the waiter made tea, he poured tea for the three of them while talking.

Then, got up and saluted and left the private room.

When the private room door was closed, the sound of water flowing outside disappeared instantly.

“Very good soundproofing.”

Edward said, looking at the female pastry chef.

The female pastry chef was stunned for a while before she reacted.

"I'm going to watch TV."

After speaking, the female pastry chef got up and walked towards the TV.

After the power was turned on, a snowflake first appeared on the screen, and as the female pastry chef fiddled with the antenna, a portrait gradually appeared, a little blurry, as if looking at it through a layer of frosted glass.

"Very good, right?"

Edward pointed to the TV.

"Um."

Jason nodded.

Although this TV is really old in his opinion, it is really kind to him who has not seen similar appliances for several years.

"Thank you for everything you've done for us."

Edward, who was sitting there, suddenly stood up straight and bowed.

Then, without waiting for Jason to speak, he sat down again, the solemnity on his face dissipated, leaving only the usual polite smile.

"But if you commit a crime, I will arrest you as well."

"Just like those bastards."

"You are heroes, but you can't act recklessly just because you are heroes."

This one added.

His eyes were fixed on Jason as he spoke.

When he found that Jason was always calm, the words eased a little.

"You're not like them."

"You are stronger than them."

"But you're not bloodthirsty, so... I'm sitting here with you."

There was a strong sense of unwillingness in the slightly relaxed tone.

Jason could hear it, but, as he had guessed for a long time, he didn't speak, just picked up the tea in front of him, took a sip, and waited patiently for the following.

"I don't want to do that."

"But I have no choice."

"I don't fit in with the original system of Xinde City. I don't talk about elbows everywhere, and some guys are still malicious."

"Now my situation is even worse."

"The deaths of several of my subordinates are enough to be their weapons against me."

"therefore……"

"I don't have much time."

"There must be a counterattack before they can complete the attack!"

"And there's an opportunity right in front of you!"

Edward said calmly.

"what chance?"

Jason asked.

Edward was about to answer when the private room door rang.

"Please come in."

Edward said.

The door opened, and the departing waiter walked in with several waiters carrying food covered by delicate silver hoods.

Looking at the silver hood, Jason, who felt familiar again in his heart, couldn't help but twitch at the corners of his eyes.

His bad premonition is getting stronger and stronger.

Then, when the silver hood was lifted, Jason saw a glass of water and a list.

Water, clear and nothing, room temperature.

The single, the price is clear, 66 yuan.

Edward saw it too.

Especially seeing that priced list.

He couldn't help but raised his hand to cover his chest.

66 yuan for a glass of boiled water? !

He really felt distressed.

"Is this glass of water a 'distressed feeling'?"

Edward couldn't help asking.

"of course not."

The waiter answered.

Edward breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next moment, he saw the waiter put the price list in front of him.

"Only monads are."