Chapter 983 I Owe You, I Will Never Pay It Back in This Life
"Isn't this braised pork too delicious? No, I have to control myself. I have gained three catties this month. If I lose weight, I will lose a hundred catties!" A young girl looked at the bowl in front of her. There were still three pieces of braised pork in the rice bowl, and the rice bowl was already empty. After hesitating for a long time, he finally raised his hand: "Please bring me another bowl of rice."
"This completely subverted all my imagination about pork. Even the roast suckling pig at Ducasse Restaurant did not bring me such a sense of surprise. It is fat but not greasy, sweet and crispy, and extremely delicious. It is so delicious! "An uncle sighed and put down the clean bowl he had licked in his hand.
Ives listened to the compliments from the guests, and if he changed to another restaurant, he might think that this might be the boss looking for a rice tray, but after tasting the delicious braised pork, he only felt that their evaluations were superficial. Lack of strength.
Braised pork, delicious!
Soon the black pepper steak was served, and Ives, who was still immersed in the delicious taste of braised pork, fell into the delicious trap of black pepper steak again.
"Sure enough, he is the chef who can win the best dishes in the palace banquet. He deserves his name." Coming out of the Mami restaurant, Elvis looked back at the signboard, said with some emotion, turned and left, and ended here at noon today. Well, he's already a little stuffed.
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The high evaluation of the braised pork by the guests gave Mag a sense of accomplishment, and felt that the suffering in the God of Cooking Proving Ground was nothing.
It is indeed a happy thing to bring the best food to the guests.
After the noon business hours ended, Mag wrote two missing person notices by hand, and then went to the Food Association and the City Lord's Mansion respectively.
Soon, the missing person notice appeared on the bulletin board of the city lord's mansion and the bulletin board of the food list that afternoon.
The bulletin board of the City Lord's Mansion is a column that the residents of Chaos City usually pay close attention to, and Aden Square, as the business district with the largest traffic in Chaos City, the eye-catching magic bulletin board in the center of the square naturally attracted a lot of attention.
All of a sudden, this missing person notice became a topic of discussion in the streets and alleys of the chaotic city. People who don't know about Mamy's restaurant are more lamented that the father and son have been separated for 25 years, but the father never gave up. That kind of obsession, while being moved, is also spreading the news.
A city-wide tracing campaign, driven by three missing person notices, was quietly going on in the chaotic city.
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The night is getting dark.
An unnamed blacksmith in an alley in the north of the city was still lighting a dim oil lamp.
A hunchbacked old blacksmith untied his dirty apron, took a padded jacket from the side and wrapped it around his body, rubbed his hands, and shouted inside: "Hata, pack your things quickly, Master will bring you a drink." Go, it's such a cold day, you need a drink to fall asleep."
"Okay." A somewhat hoarse voice answered from inside, and after a burst of jingling, a muscular young man came out of the blacksmith shop. Lame, this is a young man with a handsome and sunny appearance. Even though there are a few charcoal marks on his face, when he grins and smiles at the old blacksmith, the sun is still shining.
"Let's go, master, it's cold today, you should wear more." The young man called Hada wrapped his clothes around the old blacksmith, and he was only wearing a thin autumn coat.
The old blacksmith walked forward slowly, and calmly said: "I don't feel warm if I wear more clothes. I probably won't be able to make it through this winter. When I leave, you have to take a good look at this shop. In my whole life, I won't be able to make it through." Only this shop is left to you, I don’t worry.”
"Master..." Hada followed with some sobs. Although he was limping, he walked without showing any signs of walking. His left leg moved forward, and his right leg moved forward quickly. If you don't look carefully, there is not much difference from ordinary people.
"Fool, why are you sad? Humans are always going to die. You see, the king of the Ross Empire may not live to my age. Am I proud?" the old blacksmith smiled freely.
"Master, you were the one who picked me up back then, gave me food, and taught me how to forge iron. You have to live a few more years before I can properly honor you..." Hada choked up.
"You were the one who was lucky enough to escape from that place. On my way home, I happened to see you lying in front of my door, in a world of ice and snow. For such a small child, I can't just watch you freeze to death, right? I just picked you up. I have no children. With you all these years, I can be regarded as a companion. You went to the doctor to save me from several illnesses. You don’t need to feel that you owe me anything.” The old blacksmith waved his hands.
Hada shook his head, with tears in his eyes, he said: "It was you who taught me how to be a human being and let me live again. Back then, those people broke my legs and cut off my fingers. If you hadn't taught me how to rely on myself Alive, I may still be kneeling in some corner begging now, so, Master, what I owe you will not be cleared in this life."
The old blacksmith stopped in his tracks without looking back, and said with a smile: "Silly boy, when I leave, I will throw away all the things that should be lost in the house, clean it up, and marry Rachel from the tailor's house home. A few fat boys, she is a good girl who can live a stable life. That's all I expect from you."
Hada's lips moved, and finally nodded in response: "Okay."
"Okay, stop talking, go drink." The old blacksmith continued to walk forward. At the entrance of the alley, there was an open-air stall that was still lit. You can smell it from afar.
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After Dailan Clothing's windbreaker went on the market, it once again became popular in the city of chaos. Hundreds of windbreakers were sold out in one day, setting off a wave of windbreaker trends in the aristocratic circles of the city of chaos.
And Dai Lan has also become the most talked about clothing store among women.
What a strange name for a clothing store.
In the past, rich people paid attention to private custom-made clothes. In their eyes, only poor people wear those shoddy or even ill-fitting clothes.
But now, in order to grab a dark blue dress, ladies and ladies no longer pay attention to what size fits them. Even if they take it back and change it by themselves, they are still satisfied!
The garment factory of Dailan Clothing has been completely independent from the store, and the factory built in the east of the city. Because of the high demand for orders, the master tailor and his apprentices have entered a state of two shifts.
Because the salary is about twice as high as that of customizing clothes for others, and you don’t need to look at other people’s faces, you don’t need to make repeated revisions, and you don’t have to worry about orders. As long as you do your job well according to the drawings and requirements, you can get a generous salary. Salary, so the enthusiasm of tailors is very high.
Benjamin was originally an old tailor in the north of the city. Naturally, he couldn't make much money working as a tailor for the poor.
Some time ago, an old friend recommended him to try Dailan, and he was selected because of his solid craftsmanship. Then he brought his daughter Rachel to this factory.
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