Chapter 980

In a teahouse, Robert looked at Derek sitting opposite him with some concern and said, "Mr. Derek, it seems that the progress of your tasting review has been stagnated for three days. Is it because you are not feeling well?"

"This..." Derek, who was just picking up his tea cup to drink, froze and hesitated for a while. He put down his tea cup and said with embarrassment, "it's not that he's uncomfortable. It's just that he met a restaurant recently, which is too delicious. He can't help going to that restaurant every time he comes to dinner. When he finishes eating, he can't eat anything else."

Robert looked at Derek in surprise. He was a famous food critic in the whole food industry. He stopped because of a restaurant? He thought about it, then suddenly his eyes lit up and said, "is it the McMillan restaurant?"

"Exactly. It turns out that President Robert knows about this restaurant." Derek nodded.

"Boss Mai's cooking skill is the most chaotic city, and he was appointed as the best cook by the king at the birthday banquet of the king of Los empire. How can I not know?" Robert said with a smile, but looking at Derek, he was full of words.

Derek obviously knew what Robert wanted to say and said sincerely: "to be honest, there is a big gap between the catering level of chaos city and that of lodu. There are even many restaurants that don't sell vegetables, but more importantly, they lack respect for vegetables. It's hard to find a restaurant that makes me have an appetite. So, if there is any screened list in the president's hand, just give me one. If all the restaurants on the schedule have eaten it, it is obviously impossible for me to complete this task. "

"This..." Robert was embarrassed. The Food Association broke down this time and put forward new rules to select the really excellent dishes and restaurants. If you first select them and then let Derek judge them, it would be different from the original intention.

But Derek is right. Many restaurants in the city of chaos are very perfunctory about vegetarian food. For gourmets like Derek, it is unrealistic to keep trying these low-grade and bad vegetarian food, and at present, there is not enough time.

After a moment's hesitation, Robert looked at Derek and nodded, "OK, Mr. Derek, someone will give you the new shop list tomorrow morning. You just need to taste the restaurants on the new list."

Derek's reputation and prestige are the first in the jury this time. If he can introduce the food of chaos city in the food review, maybe some chefs will come and inject new vitality into the catering industry of chaos City, which will have a good effect on the development of chaos city food.

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"Do you know what happiness is?"

On Aden square, an old man with white hair leaning on a wooden stick looks at a child sitting on a chair eating sugar and asks with a smile.

"Grandfather, the last copper coin I have left has already bought the burst fireball technique of that grandfather. I have no money to buy a new one." The child took out a magic book from behind and shook his head.

"Superficial, happiness is not a copper coin can buy." The old man shook his head and looked at the little boy, shaking his head toward the next child. In the package that he was carrying, there was a corner of the same secret book.

Throughout the morning, Angus went all over Aden square and finally sold a secret book at the price of a copper coin.

"Today is a happy day." Angus lay on the reclining chair in the corner, put the coin in front of his eyes and looked at the sun. His wrinkled face showed a bright smile, his mouth was open, and most of his teeth were rotten.

"Old man, have you been so happy after earning a copper coin?"

A young man asked with a smile when he stood by the bench.

Angus put away the coin, supported the back of his chair, looked at the well-dressed young man, and said with a smile, "if you buy another one, I should feel happier."

"I want two." McGonagall took out two copper coins from his arms and handed them to Angus with a smile. He went out for a walk in the sun when he was idle. Then he saw the old man selling fake magic books to children.

Although this kind of behavior has some fraudulent nature, a copper coin even if you buy a comic book is also earned, so McGonagall didn't have much aversion to it. Looking at the old man in a shabby cotton padded jacket, who has a rickety figure, he felt pity. If there are conditions, how can an old man of this age keep bending over for a copper coin in the cold wind.

Angus reached for a copper coin, took out a magic book named flame from his satchel, handed it to Meg, and said with a smile, "one can only buy one. If it's too much, it's easy to be possessed."

"One will do." McGonagall looked at the pamphlet, which was the size of a palm in his hand. It was really similar to the comic book he had when he was a child. He was not forced to put away another copper coin and was ready to leave.

"Young man, what do you think happiness is?" Angus looked at MEG and asked with a smile.

"Happiness?" McGonagall stopped, thought for a while, and said with a smile, "I used to think that there were too many flowers to spend and I was very happy. Now my pursuit is high. I have to be with my daughter to feel happy."

Angus looked at Meg's smile, his eyes darkened, nodded and said, "yes, it's really the happiest to be with children."

"Old man, it's cold. Go home early." McGonagall said with a smile, fingertips a pick, a gold coin quietly fell from the open pocket, turned to leave.

"Home is too far to go back, young man. Would you like to hear my story?" Angus shook his head and looked at Meg's back.

MEG turns and looks at Angus.

"If my son hadn't been lost, he would be about your age now." Angus looked at MEG and sighed, his eyes full of regret.

McGonagall looked at Angus. The old man seemed to have lost everything in this moment. He felt his heart was pulled for a moment and was silent for a moment. He said: "he may be living a good life somewhere now, with a lovely child and a good family."

Angus's eyes lit up a ray of light again, some choked and said: "thank you."

"Old man, where are you from?" MEG sat down next to Angus and looked at him and asked softly.

"I'm from the Los empire. I'm from lodu. I used to have several houses and shops. Twenty five years ago, my three-year-old son disappeared playing at the door. After losing his wife and child, he wept every day and left the next year. In these years, I have traveled all over the Los Empire from south to north, but I haven't found any trace of my son..."