Horace said, "I’m telling you this because I noticed she really enjoys the food you cook. She even thoroughly enjoyed the al just now. That’s a good sign. If possible, I would like to bring her here to eat every day, but that’s impossible."
Jaden nodded in understanding. The crew mbers had all settled in Oxhorn Village, and the movie was about to start filming. As the main lead, Luna definitely could not leave at will. In addition, Oxhorn Village was three to four hours away from Carter’s Restaurant, making it unrealistic for Luna to co over for als every day.
Horace continued, "If possible, I would like to invite you to stay in Oxhorn Village and prepare at least one al for her every day. I can pay you for it."
What he didn’t say was that Jaden had a calming and trustworthy presence, like the wide ocean and sky, which could ease people’s worries. Luna had been under a lot of ntal pressure for a long ti, and being with Jaden could help ease her ntal state.
Jaden pondered for a mont and nodded. "I don’t need to be in Rosemont City every day, so I should be able to stay in Oxhorn Village. Whenever I have the ti, I can cook her three als a day."
He had originally planned to stay in Rosemont City to take care of his grandparents and help at the restaurant, then go back to the village every two or three days. However, it seed that the caregivers arranged by the hospital were much more professional and were taking good care of his grandparents. Additionally, his grandparents didn’t want him to visit the hospital too often, as it made them feel like a burden to the family.
As for Carter’s Restaurant, it was not big and had a limited number of custors. The kitchen helpers and handyn hired by his mother seed to be enough for now. Another point was that the fruits and vegetables he grew and the poultry he raised had previously been sold to hotels and restaurants in the county, but now they needed to be supplied to the family restaurant. He couldn’t just leave these tasks to hired workers; he had to supervise them himself.
"That’s great," Horace sighed in relief and poured him so coffee. "After Luna has stayed in the countryside for a while, I feel that her ntal state has improved a lot. With your help, she might recover after the movie wraps up."
This movie was going to finish shooting for four seasons. If filming started now, it wouldn’t be finished until at least next spring. During this ti, it was just right for Luna to film the movie while also taking ti to rest and recover.
Upon hearing this, Jaden suddenly rembered sothing. *Doesn’t Avery know so excellent doctors?* When the ti was right, he would ntion it to Avery and see if she could ask her doctor friend to take a look at Luna.
He didn’t rush to explain the matter, simply nodding and saying, "I also hope Miss Carter makes a better film. I’ll do my best."
Horace raised a cup of coffee to him and politely said goodbye.
Jaden stayed at the restaurant in the afternoon to help out, and of course, Avery and the others did the sa. What amazed her was that Arthur and Alaric always argued while working.
"Alaric, how many tis have I told you? These bones need to be separated. Can’t you—"
"You wash your own dishes and leave out of it! Also, you’re washing the dishes too slowly. At this rate, when will you be done? Can’t you work a little faster?"
"I know you’re fast! You’re the fastest!"
"Ah, I can’t take it anymore! Arthur, why do you always play these annoying, low-quality songs? Can’t you play sothing upbeat? Are you a grandma who likes to do square dancing?"
"Ah, Alaric, you stole my snacks again! I’m going to kill you!"
"You can’t catch ! You can’t catch !"
One was holding a plate and so utensils that still needed to be washed, while the other was munching on marinated chicken feet, running around the yard, and making a huge racket.
Claire shook her head and said, "Even the old hens searching for worms on the mountain aren’t as noisy as they are!"
Avery secretly laughed. It was really fun.
The afternoon quickly passed. When it was ti for dinner, the guests arrived at the restaurant as promised. After trying a few dishes, the people from Bard Property exclaid, "Mr. Carter, we didn’t expect your family to have such cooking skills. They are just as good as those from famous restaurants and hotels! You are really lucky!"
"The prices are a bit high for ordinary people, but it’s really worth it!"
"It’s great to co here occasionally for special occasions in the future."
Maria’s colleagues were also amazed after trying the food: "Your family restaurant is incredible! These ho-cooked dishes are delicious and won’t get boring easily. The environnt and design here are also very stylish. I think we should choose this place for our company gatherings in the future."
These words made Maria happy. Avery was also very pleased to see that on the dinner nu rating chart, the foie gras with gingerbread toast still held its unshakable position at the top, with sautéed vegetables in second place and seafood chowder in third. The rankings of the other dishes had so changes, but there were no negative reviews or low scores—none at all.
Indeed, the food from her family’s restaurant was delicious and popular. Although Avery had achieved great success in many fields that ordinary people found hard to reach and held honors yet to be recognized, at that mont, she still felt a sense of accomplishnt and satisfaction in her heart. This feeling was great.
At about eight o’clock in the evening, all the guests left. The Carter family stayed behind to wash the dishes, clean up, and go ho together. When they reached ho, everyone sat on the living room sofa in different positions and turned on the TV, each doing their own thing.
Claire and Wesley were calculating the accounts, checking how much they spent today and how much they earned. Originally, today’s al was hosted by the Carter family to gain popularity and build their reputation. However, Louis, the people from V Group, and Maria’s boss still left tips ranging from 2000 to tens of thousands of dollars.
Claire couldn’t help but be astonished, exclaiming, "Poverty has limited my imagination about wealthy people."
Everyone was overjoyed. As soon as Arthur and Alaric sat down, they could not wait to take out their phones to play gas. As they played, they argued, occasionally wrestling with each other.
"You cheated! How can you beat every ti? Ah, I know! It must be because your phone is too good. It’s like comparing a sports car to a bicycle. No wonder I lost! I can’t accept this; I want you to use an ordinary phone to compete with !" Alaric was upset.
"No way! Why bla it on the phone? I think your hands are too long..." Arthur retorted.
Alaric shouted, "Avery, I want a phone like that too! You can’t be biased!"
Arthur also shouted, "Avery, this is the unique gift you gave for our eting. You can’t give him the sa phone, or I’ll be sad!"
Avery held the fruit plate, smiled slightly, and said, "Alaric, wait a few days, and I’ll choose the most suitable gift for you."
Alaric was very happy and, feeling a bit shy, said, "Thank you, Avery. You are so good to . But you don’t have to think too much. Just send a basketball or a tennis racket, and I’ll carry it with every day."
Avery was curious. "Alaric, do you like to play tennis too?"
"I do," Alaric replied while playing gas. "My favorite sport is actually tennis, and then basketball. But playing tennis is too expensive. Good equipnt is costly, and you need professional courts and coaches, which makes it really hard to learn. So I chose basketball instead."
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