Chapter 1706 Lamb Stew Full of Dreams

The latest website: Seeing that Layton and his son finished eating, got up and chatted with Harrison and went out, Mag put down the iron spoon in his hand, and was about to stop them from talking about life and ideals, and help them realize their dreams by the way.

"They seem to be buying mutton. When I passed by, I heard Harrison say that I want to try the mutton stew made by the orc." Mia walked in with a plate, and seemed to see Mag's concern for the father and son. , said proactively.

"Mutton stew?" Mag was taken aback for a moment, and then missed the best time to go out and stop them. It would be a bit weird to leave a restaurant guest running out to stop them.

However, since Harrison has already connected with their father and son, there is no need to worry about not being able to find them.

Anyway, Harrison has to come to the store to eat every day, and basically does not miss three meals a day.

"Yeah." Mia nodded and looked at Mag curiously: "What's the matter, boss, do they have any questions?"

"It's nothing, I'm just a little curious." Mag smiled and shook his head. He seemed to be a little overly concerned, so he picked up the spoon again and continued cooking.

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Harrison took Layton and his son into his carriage, and then took them directly to the vegetable market, selected half a head of sheep, and asked Layton to choose some side dishes and ingredients to discuss with him. After looking at the venue needed to make mutton, he took him directly to his own factory.

There is an open space at the entrance of his factory, which is usually used for stacking goods. Because the road is blocked by heavy snow, this period of time happens to be the off-season of the factory, so it is empty. According to Layton's request, it is very suitable to build a stove with stones.

When they arrived at the place, Harrison and Georgie got out of the car. He asked the gatekeeper orc to bring some wood from the cafeteria, and tied Layton and the others to build the stove.

"Brother, do you think so?" Harrison rubbed his hands and asked with a smile.

"Success." Layton nodded with a silly smile.

"That's fine, you can do it openly, this place is mine, you can do whatever you want." Harrison said with a smile.

Layton took off the large pot tied to the luggage and put it on the stove, lit a fire underneath, then shoveled a pot of snow into the pot to let it melt, and began to process the mutton on the other side.

Half a sheep was quickly chopped into pieces by him, and he also directly rubbed the blood on the lamb with snow.

When the snow water in the pot boiled, he threw the mutton into the pot, and then threw all the spices he bought into the pot. Then he dug out a branch from the luggage and cut two small branches with a knife. Throw the slices into the pot, cover the pot with a net, and start to stew.

"That's it?" Harrison looked at Layton in surprise, it seemed a little too simple than he imagined.

"It seems so." Georgie nodded slightly. As a person who occasionally goes back to the kitchen to watch the cook cook, stewing seems to be just throwing various things into the pot and then covering it. .

"The mutton stew will take two hours. If the two bosses feel cold or bored, they can sit in the carriage first, and we, father and son, will just watch over here." Layton said a little restrained.

"Okay, then I'll go around the factory and come out to eat mutton later." Harrison nodded and led Georgie towards the factory.

"Do you think it can be done?" Harrison asked in a low voice after entering the factory.

"It's hard to say. Some people say that cooking is a delicate thing, while others say it's a simple thing." Georgie shook his head.

"Isn't it Boss Mai, who can cook extremely complicated delicacies like Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, and also let us experience the hot pot of foolish cooking delicacies." Harrison rolled his eyes and smiled again: "But this father and son I really look forward to what kind of mutton stew the two can make."

"However, why do you suddenly want to help them open a mutton restaurant?" Georgie looked at Harrison with some puzzlement. Although his best friend was kind, he usually only managed to order a mutton soup for their father and son.

"Dream, what a simple word, but I haven't heard it from others for a long time. It seems that adults are not worthy of having dreams. It's really puzzling." Harrison shook his head with a smile.

"Who doesn't have a dream, but it's just being carefully hidden by yourself. Didn't you still want to be a writer back then, and your handwritten autobiography is still under the pillow?"

"What's the matter?" Harrison blushed and quickened his pace a little, and said: "It's just a small thing for me, but for their father and son, it may be a livelihood. If they really impress me If they have the ability, then what’s the point of me helping them.”

"I love what you say." Georgie also smiled.

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"Father, will they really help us open a mutton restaurant?" Moore rubbed his hands and looked at Layton excitedly.

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 can't get into the mouths of those two bosses, They're not going to help us open a mutton restaurant. Besides, that's too much to ask."

"Yeah." Moore nodded, and said with a smile: "Father, the mutton you cook is so delicious, there must be no problem."

"I hope." Layton looked at the leaping flames under the stove, and his eyes were also shining with light.

Two hours soon passed, and the aroma broke through the restriction of the pot cover and had already begun to be released.

"It smells so good." Harrison walked out of the factory, smelled the fragrance, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace.

"Yeah, this mutton smells quite strong." Georgie's eyes lit up, too, which was a bit beyond expectation.

Hearing the compliments from the two, Layton's nervousness eased a bit, but he didn't completely relax. He didn't lift the lid of the pot until the two came to him.

A strong smell of mutton rises along with the heat, the soup is almost gone, the mutton is bright red and shiny, it looks quite appetizing.

However, Harrison and Georgie, who were approaching, lowered their eyebrows at the same time.

"Boss, the mutton has been stewed. You can try it." Layton took two earthenware bowls, each put a few pieces of mutton into the bowls, and handed them to Harrison and Georgie expectantly.

"Okay, let's try it." Harrison took the bowl with a smile, took a piece of chopsticks that were sharpened with wood, and cut the mutton into the size of a baby's palm. Compared with the mutton in the mutton soup that he ate in the morning, it is bold and unrestrained The presence of the pie, the color is quite attractive, but the unique smell of mutton is still hard to hide in the fragrance.

Harrison took a bite of the mutton. The stewed mutton was soft but not rotten. The taste was very good. The various spices added brought out the deliciousness of the mutton. It was much better than other mutton stews he had eaten before.

but……

The smell of mutton was like a curse, lingering, even though Harrison had tried very hard to force himself to ignore the smell, he still couldn't let himself sink into the mutton dish.

Georgie's expression is similar. For a qualified foodie, slight flaws can be ignored, but the taste that affects the user experience is absolutely impossible to ignore.

The two still finished the mutton in the bowl.

"Boss, how is it? Can you open a mutton restaurant?" Moore looked at the two expectantly and asked. Since the two bosses finished eating all the mutton in the bowl, it means that they should also like the mutton made by their father.

Layton's expression was also nervous with a hint of expectation.

"The mutton is very delicious. It is more delicious than the stewed mutton I have eaten before. The color of the meat itself is very good. The taste of the mutton is also excellent. The ratio of spices is very good, and the saltiness is suitable, which maximizes the deliciousness of the mutton. However..." Harrison looked at the two expectant faces, and said carefully: "The smell of mutton seems to be handled well, and all the advantages of mutton will be offset. If it is to this level , even if you open a mutton restaurant, it may be difficult to accumulate customers."

"How come..." Moore's expression collapsed in an instant, and he looked at the steaming lamb in the pot in disbelief.

"Sorry, my level is not enough." Although Layton was also a little disappointed, he quickly apologized.

"I'm sorry, I have to say what I have to say, I have to say it." Harrison was a little embarrassed, but also a little helpless.

"Why don't we ask Boss Mai?" Georgie said.

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