Jorge and Harrison claim to be old-fashioned, but the level is limited to eating. To let them show how Leiden and his son can remove the stew of lamb stew and turn it into a favorite food for the residents of the chaotic city, then It's too difficult for them.

Harrison's eyes lighted when he heard Jerji's words, and he patted his palm, "Yes, let's go to Boss Mai!"

"Mr. Mai?" Leiden wondered, suddenly thinking of the restaurant in the morning, a little uncertain: "Is that the owner of the restaurant in the morning?"

"Yes, it's the owner of Maimi Restaurant." Harrison nodded.

"However, he opened the mutton restaurant. How could he tell us the secret recipe? Aren't we trying to **** his business?" Moore was slightly discouraged, and he didn't agree with the proposal of Harrison and Jorge.

"It's not good to ask for a way like this." Leiden also shook his head. He wanted to open a lamb shop only when he saw that he was doing a good lamb business. It would be too shameless to go to the door to discuss how to make lamb. A little more.

"Children, Mai Mi Restaurant is not a lamb restaurant, it is a palace, a palace of food!" Harrison gave Moore a white look, as if he had insulted the holy place in his mind, "Also, Boss Mai still needs to worry about being Who snatched the business? You do n’t know how many customers line up at the door of Mai Mi every day but ca n’t eat. Even if there is a hundred lamb restaurants next to it, there are still some people waiting in line to eat 500 bowls of mutton soup at his house. Guests. Is that taste and standard that others can completely imitate? "

"Mr. Mai is a very nice person, and we are not going to ask him to make a recipe for mutton, but just ask him how to remove the smell of mutton. I believe he will be willing to give you guidance." With a smile, he said, "My wife had a pregnancy problem at first. Boss Mai made a soup for more than a month to take me back, and it gave birth to my daughter."

Leiden and Moore were dumb, and did not expect that boss had such a deed.

"But ... we are not familiar with him at all, would it be too abrupt to find him this way?" Leiden still hesitated.

"He had previously had a culinary showdown with Master Kazakhstan. After winning, it is said that he really accepted Master Kazakh as a disciple and taught him the recipe of husband and wife lung films. This is still true of opponents who come to provoke him. Generosity, is Boss Mai's character still questionable? "Jerji asked back.

"Then he must be a broad-minded man," Leighton admired, but he might not be able to do it.

"Let's go, take a bowl of lamb to Mr. Mai, let more professional people comment and give more professional advice." Harrison took another bowl and filled a bowl of lamb, and then loaded it directly into the carriage. In the standing insulated lunch box, greeted Leiden and his son to get in the car and head straight for Mai Mi Restaurant.

On the other side, McGonagall made himself a pot of tea, holding a book, and was sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window enjoying his leisure time in the morning.

Because of the unguardable task in the morning, he was thinking in his mind now, how to get the contact information of the pair of orcs father and son from Harrison them abruptly, and then logically complete the dream for them.

"jingle!"

At this moment, a bell rang at the door.

McGonagall looked back, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Harrison and Jergi could see the orc father and son standing outside the door.

"Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here." McGonagall's eyes lit up, and he placed his book on the table, and stood up with a smile to open the door.

"I'm sorry, Boss Mai. I'm coming to see you now, and disturb you?" Harrison said apologetically.

If not, McGonagall did not like to be disturbed during non-business hours.

However, he was thinking about how to find the Leiden father and son, and Harrison took them back to the door, but saved him a lot of trouble, and then smiled: "Anyway, but is there anything wrong with you now?"

Although the person is already in front of him, he still remains calm, dedicated and diligent without any incidents, or stolen if he is not treacherous. Everything must be done step by step.

"That's it. We had a good chat with this old Leiden brother when we ate in the morning. We learned that he is an old herdsman with a good skill of stewing mutton and dreaming of opening a lamb shop with his son. Like giving them a little bit of dreams, making him want to give us a pot of mutton to try.

I have to say that there are two brushes in this old man's craftsmanship, but Jerji and I both feel that there is something that can be improved, but the two of us can only eat and mumble for a long time. Think of bringing you mutton to taste, and see if you can give him some advice. Harrison showed the lunch box in his hand.

"That's it." McGonagall thoughtfully. It turned out that Leiden's father and son's dream was to open a lamb restaurant, and at the same time secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, it seemed that the taste of this lamb was a bit flawed, and it did not let Harrison and Jerji Very satisfied, otherwise he would be cut off halfway by this kind and fat brother.

"That being the case, come on first," McGonagall said.

The crowd came in and McGonagall poured a cup of tea for each of them.

"Miss Mai is so good." Harrison glanced at the teapot and book by the bed, sighing.

Boss Mai is really a wonderful person. He cooks good dishes, and is a fairy-like person in the kitchen, but he doesn't have much fireworks like a teacher. No wonder those girls are so enchanted.

"It's just a cup of tea." McGonagall took the food container in Harrison's hand and opened the lid directly. A strong mutton scent suddenly burst into the air with heat.

The heat preservation effect of the food box is very good, so the lamb is still hot, the flavor of the lamb is very strong, but the taste is also very prominent.

Some time ago, Meg asked Rena about some of the spices in this world, so she immediately identified the spices added to the lamb.

However, one of the fragrances is very strange, a bit like the smell of pine wood, but this spice does not exist in his impression.

I have to say that these spices are indeed very suitable for stewing mutton, so that the flavor of mutton can be enhanced.

But unfortunately, there are no spiced flavors here.

The smell of lamb is retained intact, and it becomes more and more obvious after a long stew.

McGonagall poked the lamb with chopsticks. The chopsticks easily pierced the lamb, but did not make the lamb fall off directly, maintaining a very good balance.

Picking up a piece of mutton, McGonagall looked carefully. The mutton was red and bright, and looked very appetite.

Then McGonagall took a bite of mutton.

"vomit--"

He vomited.