Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant Chapter 979 - The First Experience Of Red Braised Pork

Chapter 979 The First Experience Of Red Braised Pork

How could there be such a beautiful and exquisite restaurant in the world? Even back in Rodu, I haven’t seen something like this before. Angus was appraising the restaurant with an impressed look. He had been rather well-off, so he had visited all of Rodu’s famous restaurants. When it came to exquisiteness and beauty, none was comparable to this Mamy Restaurant.
Of course, diamonds and gold were not pretty in his eyes. They were simply shinier.
But the two impressive gigantic crystals in Mamy Restaurant had already surpassed all the gold and gemstones.
It must be expensive to dine in such a restaurant? But I… Angus touched the only copper coin in his pocket and sighed in his heart. He felt very uncomfortable, as if he was sitting on needles. He could only continue to drink sips of water from the glass.
15 minutes later, Mag came out with a bowl of red braised pork and a bowl of rice, and placed them in front of Angus. He smilingly said, “This is red braised pork, the new product that the restaurant is releasing today. No customers had tried it yet. Old Mister, please help me with the tasting.”
“It smells great!” Angus’s eyes lit up. The strong aroma of meat that greeted him smelled better than any meat that he had eaten before.
He looked at the red braised pork in the black terracotta bowl. It had equal parts of fat and lean meat and looked shiny red. Even the skin looked bouncy and chewy, and it set his mouth watering.
“Meat… Just from this delicious aroma, I know this is a rare delicacy. But my teeth are bad, they can’t chew meat for many years now. I can appreciate your kind efforts, Boss.” Angus sighed lightly with a little regret. It was a pity that he could only look at but not eat this scrumptious delicacy.
Mag smiled. “Don’t jump to conclusions yet. This is a dish that is very friendly to the elderly. If you don’t try it, how would you know?”
“Would I be able to chew it?” Surprise flashed through Angus’s face when he heard that. He gazed at Mag and hesitated for a while before he used the chopsticks to pick up a piece of red braised pork.
The cube-shaped pork had distinct skin, lean meat, and fatty meat. A piece of meat that usually made people feel greasy now looked very tempting.
Angus held the meat close to his mouth and bit on the skin that was normally the most difficult to chew.
“Oh!”
The usually chewy skin was easily bitten apart by his rotten teeth without any obstruction, and the fatty meat underneath the skin melted away in his mouth. He could chew slowly without any pressure.
The sweet and soft red braised pork was fatty but not greasy. A gentle bite let the sweet juice out from the meat. The scrumptious taste of the red braised pork was released perfectly at this moment.
The long-lost taste of meat made Angus’s tastebuds cheer, and that delicious taste that he had never experienced before had him deeply mesmerized.
The scrumptious red braised pork accompanied with the soft white rice chased away the coldness of winter, and let him immerse in the delicious warmth.
It reminded him of some people. His dependable wife, his little son… The few years that were the happiest time in his life were spent with them.
If that incident hadn’t happened, all three of them would’ve still been in Rodu, leading a very blessed life.
A tear glided down Angus’s old face slowly and fell onto the ground.
Angus put down his chopsticks and looked at the empty bowl in front of him. He said to Mag, “Thank you, Boss. This is the most delicious food I have ever eaten.”
“Let me get you another bowl of rice.” Mag smiled as he took the bowl to the kitchen. He quickly came back with another bowl of rice.
It seemed that this red braised pork had very good adaptability; even an old gentleman with bad teeth could easily eat two bowls of rice with. A successful experiment could be considered done.
After Angus finished his second bowl of rice, the bowl of red braised pork was finished too. Not even a drop of gravy was left behind.
“I have beer and meat. Let us have a drink together.” Mag came out with a plate of beef kebabs and two big mugs of beer. He put one in front of Angus and one in front of himself.
“This… I make you spend again,” Angus said ashamedly, but his adam apple couldn’t help but move when he stared at the beer’s white foam and took in the aroma of the beer in the air.
He used to be a man who had to have a nightcap before he slept. However, in the later part when he had to travel further, he couldn’t afford to buy liquor anymore. It was then that he quit drinking. He hadn’t drunk a single drop of liquor for more than half a year. The last time he drank was from a broken can that had beer mixed with rain water.
Mag raised his mug and gestured. Angus lifted the mug carefully with his hands and gestured to Mag before taking a little sip from the mug.
The ice cold beer that flowed down his throat tasted more refreshing than the springs in the mountains. There was a light barley fragrance and an unique aroma.
It was similar to the barley beer, but this refreshing beer made one want to continue drinking more than the slightly bitter barley beer.
“Nice beer,” Angus praised before taking another big sip. The little greasy feeling after eating the red braised pork had disappeared totally. Although it was a little chilly to drink cold beer in winter, it only felt more refreshing to an old liquor drinker.
Angus finished the big mug of beer shortly and burped.
Mag poured him another mug again before saying, “Actually, I’m also a portraitist, Old Mister. If you trust me, maybe you can tell me your child’s features and I will draw you a picture of how he may look like now. Having a picture with you when you are searching will increase the success rate.
“Really?!” Angus looked at Mag with surprise.
“Yes.” Mag nodded.
“My child…” Angus began to get lost in his memories before he began to describe the physical characteristics of the child that was lost 25 years ago intermittently.
Mag followed the system’s instructions and guided him along in his remembrance. He tried to
restore his actual appearance, and not the image that lived in Angus’s imagination.
“There is a mole slightly toward the left in the center of his brow. There is a scar in the shape of a crescent on the back of his head. His name was Beck Barzel…” Mag began to confirm the crucial information.
“Ding! Information collection completed!
“Ding! Gene sampling completed!
“Entering into the phrase of analyzing and painting. Based on the genetic mutation rate, the system will draw up three possible appearances and provide three directional views!”
The system’s voice sounded in Mag’s mind.
“Well done. I’ll give you one copper coin as a reward,” Mag said with satisfaction.
“It’s this system’s honor to serve you. This system would try its best to provide a better service for you!” The system’s excited and fawning voice appeared again.