Chapter 1708

The delicious mutton soup completely convinced Leighton and Moore.

For the father and son who have been eating the cheapest pancakes on the roadside since they came to the chaotic city from the forest, this mutton soup gives them a real sense of the details of the big city.

In addition to the surprise, the two are inevitably lonely.

It seems that the idea of opening a mutton restaurant can never be realized. They have already felt the gap.

Thinking of this, both father and son could not help sighing.

Harrison took a look at the father and son who were lost, and then at the sheepskin jacket they were wearing. He asked with a smile, "what do you do, big brother? Look at you in sheepskin coats. Are you in sheep business

"The sheepskin jacket is warm. I have one." Jergi also said with a smile.

Leighton hesitated for a moment, a little reluctant to smile and said: "we used to be sheep herders. Some time ago, the ranch was occupied by other tribes. Our father and son came to the city of chaos. During this period, we helped others to carry goods and make money."

"Our dream is to open a mutton restaurant, but..." Moore said regretfully to the mutton in front of him: "my father's mutton is not so delicious."

"So it is." Harrison thought deeply and then said with a smile, "if you can open a restaurant according to the standard of boss Mai, none of the restaurants in our chaotic city will be able to open one."

"Yes, boss Mai is the first chef in our chaotic city. He is also the man who once served as the best chef in the Palace Banquet of the king of the Los empire. How many chefs in Nolan dare to say that their food is better than what he cooked?" Jergi said with the same smile.

"This..." Leighton and Moore were stunned. They didn't expect that the boss of the restaurant was so powerful.

"But if you want to open a mutton restaurant, you really have to have two brushes. It has a huge smell. If you don't cook well, few people like it." Harrison spilled the cold water in time. Before that, he accepted any way of eating incompetent mutton except roasting.

Leighton is thoughtful. Before he came to the city of chaos, he never cared about the smell of mutton. They eat and live with the sheep. In winter, they lie in the sheep to keep warm. Even if Moore cares about this, he just uses several simple methods to taste it. He doesn't know whether he can meet the requirements of the people in the city of chaos.

"The child says casually, we just arrived here, have not planned to open a shop yet." Leighton said, shaking his head with a smile. He had already retired.

He is an honest shepherd. He doesn't know how to do business or open a restaurant. He can't even rent a place to live in. What can he do to open a mutton restaurant? I can't even afford a sheep.

"Ding!"

"New mission release: Leighton and his son's dream!"

"Please help Leighton and his son to fulfill their dream. After the task is completed, they will get a mysterious gift package!"

McGonagall's mind suddenly sounded the system's tone.

"Well?" Meg, who was busy cooking in the kitchen, was stunned and frowned, "what's the dream of Leiden and his son? System, do you think I am a dreamer? Or the dream master

"It's the host's job as a candidate of Kitchen God to bring happy food experience to the guests and spread the cooking style of food more widely."

"But does it have anything to do with giving people half a cent to fulfill their dreams? Do I want to run to them and ask: tell me what your dream is? Do you think that's all I want to do? "

"There is a certain chance that the mysterious gift bag will open up a physical fitness point."

"Cough... What about my leather pants?" McGonagall looked out of the shop, glancing over the guests and down on the orc father and son at the table near the door.

He remembers that the father and son's names are Leighton and Moore. When they just came in, he specially glanced at their information. He just didn't know why they were targeted by the system and selected as lucky audiences.

However, for the sake of physical fitness, McGonagall doesn't care about the reason at all. Instead, he can't wait to stop them, ask about their dreams and help them realize them.

Yes, he is such a helpful person.

Since you ask about your dream, help others realize it. Otherwise, what are you doing? Do you earn tears?

The whole world knows your dream. If you don't stick to it, you will lose face.

"What did the orc father and son at the door order?" MEG asked, looking at MIA coming in.

"A sweet tofu, but Harrison ordered them two mutton soups." Mia replied.

"Well." McGonagall nodded slightly, and could see that they should not be very rich. Their dream might be related to money. Within one million copper coins, McGonagall could meet all their requirements.

Money is so confident.

However, they ordered a sweet bean curd. Although Harrison ordered a mutton soup for them, he still had to stare a little, so as not to find it after they left, which would be very embarrassing.

"Brother, I'm not hitting you. I think you can try it. Boss Mai is making a way for mutton. As long as he has cooked dishes, he can quickly form a series of restaurants. If you can make your own characteristics on mutton, you must have a place in the catering world of this chaotic city." Harrison saw Leighton some retreat, quickly advised, for fear that because of his words, scared away a good cook.

"Yes, now people in our chaotic city really don't like mutton, but no one used to eat duck intestines and tripe. These two kinds of things have been eaten at a higher price these days." Jergi echoed.

Leighton listened to their words and felt a little moved. For a moment, he didn't know how to answer.

"Although my father's mutton is not as delicious as this mutton soup, it is definitely the best in our tribe. He can not only roast mutton, but also stew mutton. The stewed mutton is delicious." Moore nodded, his face full of pride.

"Stewed mutton." Harrison and jergi both have bright eyes.

"I think you have a pot. Why don't we have breakfast later, buy half a sheep and let brother stew a pot of mutton for us? We'll buy the sheep. If it tastes right, I'll take care of the mutton restaurant. " Harrison patted his chest.

"Half of me, it's right to have a dream. I should support it." Jergi patted his chest and said.

"This..." Leighton looked at them, excited and frightened.

"That's settled. Let's start after breakfast." Harrison smiles and pats Leighton on the shoulder, just as his fried rice and jergi's fried dough sticks come up, he orders another Yangzhou fried rice for Leighton's Fu paper.