Chapter 690: Chapter 72: Midnight Snack, the Most Delicious!_2
"Only ‘boiled eggs’ have reached the Master level?”
Jason couldn’t help but guess.
And then, his guess was confird.
Another dish was brought up, a stead crab, and this ti, lody did not leave after setting down the dish but “opened” the crab shell, revealing golden-yellow rice in front of Jason.
"Fresh yellow mixed rice!”
lody announced the na of the dish.
...
Then, she turned around and brought Jason a cup of ginger tea.
The extrely fresh taste of eggs enveloped the rice.
A very special sense of fullness began to erge, and even Jason couldn’t help but chew a few more tis before swallowing.
Almost simultaneously as he swallowed, Jason picked up his spoon and continued to dig in.
After three or four bites, only scattered remnants of food remained in the crab shell.
And Jason did not waste any.
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The spoon and crab shell kept rubbing, as Jason carefully scooped all the rice and broth coated with crab roe into the spoon before gulping it down.
He squinted his eyes.
Continuing to savor the delicious taste.
The food was delicious, but still, no sense of satiety appeared.
Although this made Jason feel a tinge of disappointnt, it was only a tinge.
Because the food was truly delicious.
The next dish was scallops.
It was served on a plate even larger than the one used for ‘boiled eggs’, and it only had one large scallop on it. When lody lifted the scallop shell, Jason was surprised to find that it was actually a ‘seafood soup’.
There was no scallop at in the shell.
Only broth!
The clear broth was like water, especially shimring under the light.
He scooped up a spoonful.
A faint taste of seafood and pepper.
And a hint of ginger.
It perfectly diluted the crab flavor from before.
"A mouthwash-like sweet soup?”
Jason thought to himself as he spooned up the soup.
Doing so was naturally tiring.
In the end, Jason chose to use his hands.
Ignoring the scalding heat of the scallop, he lifted it directly and tilted his head back.
Gulp, gulp.
The feeling of drinking large mouthfuls imdiately made Jason feel much more comfortable.
Then, lody struggled over with a large box.
The box was squarely shaped, about half as tall as a person.
As soon as it approached, a scorching heat assailed him, with a layer of charcoal crackling at the bottom and layers of beef, lamb, and chicken aroma unfurling with the steam. ȐАɴ𝔬𝐛ÊṠ
"Braised roast delicacies.”
lody opened the lid of the box.
Suddenly, the food inside the stear basket appeared in front of Jason.
The beef was on the far left, cut from a piece of pri steak.
The lamb was a complete rack, each rib distinct.
The chicken was a whole bird with its head removed and cut into pieces.
Braised roast?
Jason looked at the charcoal fire below, glanced at the boiling water in the middle, then turned his gaze to lody.
He saw braise.
Roast?
He was expectant.
Jason’s anticipation was not in vain.
The middle layer containing water was directly removed.
The charcoal fire roasted the at directly.
And that wasn’t all; as lody poured fats into it,
Whoosh!
A fla soared into the air, about a ter high.
"Please enjoy!”
lody said, turning to return to the kitchen to continue bringing out the next dish.
Jason waited patiently, watching the flas that were still blazing.
When food was present, Jason’s patience beca extrely contradictory.
He had an instinctive eagerness, yet his reason told him to wait a little longer for an even better taste.
This contradiction tornted Jason.
It also made the food increasingly delicious.
The subsequent dishes of stead ham with trout, lobster tofu, stead egg with ham, sea-salted frosted beef riblets, traditional pudding, caral cheesecake, low-fat soufflé, and so on,
All provoked this sa feeling in Jason.
When the last dish, ice cream, was served, Jason, stirring the tricolored ice cream balls with his spoon, had a smile of delight on his face.
"Nothing beats the happiness of a midnight snack!”
Jason said so.
"Mm-hmm, mm-hmm!”
Emily nodded vigorously beside him.
This ti, the young girl slumped back into her chair again.
Of course, she had eaten more than just ‘boiled eggs’.
Seeing Jason enjoy his al, she requested a small portion for herself.
And the result?
I’ve overstuffed myself once again.
"Thank you for having .”
After Jason finished the last bit of his al, he said to Bolun.
"It’s my pleasure,”
"You’re welco to co back anyti.”
Bolun replied with a smile.
"Let know when you have ‘boiled eggs’ again,”
Jason said as he picked up the ‘Street of Rembrance’ compensation and walked towards the exit.
After sampling all the dishes, Jason wanted to have a few more ‘boiled eggs,’ but alas, lody inford him that they were only available three tis a month, and he would have to wait until next month to have them again.
To this, Jason was a bit surprised, but then he let it go.
Such top-tier ingredients understandably had to be rare.
"Of course.”
Bolun got up to see him off.
Emily, slumped in her chair and unable to get up, could only wave goodbye to Jason.
As a waitress, lody naturally escorted Jason to the door.
"Sir Jason, please forgive my earlier rudeness.”
At parting, lody bowed in apology.
After seeing Jason easily consu over a dozen dishes, lody knew she had been impolite.
This custor had truly been capable of eating everything.
And not just gobbling it down mindlessly.
He could discern the quality of food.
Having seen many patrons, lody could read everything from a diner’s expression.
Jason genuinely loved food.
For such a diner, lody was very welcoming.
Jason smiled and waved his hand in response.
A delicious late-night al had already made him forget the earlier displeasure.
Besides, he had never really been angry.
"Did you like the ‘boiled eggs’ before?”
lody asked him one more question.
"Yes.”
"It was my first ti eating such special boiled eggs,”
"I’m looking forward to tasting them again.”
Jason spoke truthfully.
Suddenly, lody’s face turned red.
"I, I will reserve them for you,”
She stuttered out.
"Thank you.”
Jason sincerely thanked her and nodded to Bolun again before heading towards the parking lot in front of ‘Street of Rembrance,’ where the car he had borrowed from McCaul was parked.
Bolun and lody watched Jason until he was completely out of sight before returning to the restaurant.
"lody, arrange two rooms for Emily and ,”
Bolun said as he rolled up his sleeves and began to clean up the tableware.
Without any objection.
Though a bit unfamiliar, Bolun was quite serious about it.
Watching Bolun’s diligent efforts, lody nodded.
"Okay.”
lody turned and walked down the corridor.
"I’ll help.”
Emily, who had been resting for quite a while, struggled to stand up.
"You rest.”
"Spend more ti with those two notebooks.”
"For a considerable ti in the future, they will be the foundation of our livelihood.”
Bolun declined with a smile.
"Okay.”
Emily imdiately nodded seriously.
Bolun continued to tidy up the dishes and got acquainted with the restaurant’s three chefs when he brought them into the kitchen.
When Bolun ca out of the restaurant, Emily had already fallen asleep in her chair.
Next to her was the open notebook.
The notebook was open; Emily had fallen asleep while reading it.
It wasn’t that Emily didn’t understand the importance of the notebook; she was just too tired.
Lately, anxiety and fear had been tornting the girl.
At this mont, with all the negative emotions dissipated, the girl fell asleep.
Bolun smiled, covered Emily with his coat, and then gently pulled out the notebook, holding it along with the ‘Leviah Notebook’ in his hands.
He sat down in a nearby chair.
Quietly flipping through them.
Emily could relax now.
He, not yet.
At least not right now.
But compared to the nervousness a few hours ago, things were much better now.
‘Silver’s Glory’ Hunter, quite a good choice, wasn’t it?
This young man, half-leaning in the chair, murmured to himself—
"The path, it has been found!”
"Next is to double the efforts!”
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