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Chapter 2: Condiment disturbance. ([-] more for customization)

Chapter 2: Condiment disturbance. ([-] more for customization)

In the early morning, Lannister was sitting in the hall of his home in a daze, and he had always been like this these days.

It's not for anything else, it's because he thinks of what Xiao Nai said to him that day, the words Han Dynasty and Chang'an City are always lingering in his mind.To be honest, he was a little vacillating, he didn't know what to do, he would think of Xiao Nai's words from time to time, but he also remembered the sea trip of more than two months.

"Is the Han Dynasty really that magical?" Lannister murmured.

"My lord, it's time for breakfast. Would you like to go to the restaurant? Or should I bring it to you?" Dill said respectfully.

Lannister stood up, shook his sleeves, and said, "I'd better go to the dining room!"

"Yes." Dill nodded and followed immediately.

"Tap tap...

Lannister sat at the main seat, and he was the only one at the huge table, so it was a bit deserted.

Dill forked several dishes on the Count Elf's plate, and said, "My lord, these are new dishes, try them out."

Lannister picked up the fork, forked a piece of meat into his mouth, and said with disgust on his face, "This taste...

"What's the matter, my lord? Isn't this meat delicious?" Dill asked nervously.

"Why does this meat taste weird? It's different from the previous ones. It's not bad, but 260 is definitely not good either." Lannister said coldly.

Dill looked puzzled, and asked respectfully, "What's the smell, my lord, these meats were just bought today, and they're still very fresh, so it shouldn't be the smell of spoiled meat, right?"

Lannister shook his head, frowned and said, "It's not that taste, it's just that the meat has a different taste than before."

He felt it was very familiar, but he couldn't get out, his brows were tightly frowned, but he didn't know exactly what it smelled like.

Dill was also very confused, and asked, "Sir, why don't you exchange the previous one, and don't eat this one."

Lannister raised his hand to stop it, and said, "No, you can still eat it, just eat it.

Although he thought it was weird, he couldn't find anything wrong with it, and he ate it just like the meat before.

"Yes." Dill withdrew his hand.

Lannister looked at the meat on the plate, and muttered to himself for a while, "I seem to have tasted like this a few days ago."

The Elf Earl was a little unwilling to give up. He closed his eyes and recalled the taste while eating, trying to remember something.

And Dill also looked at the Elf Earl in puzzlement, not knowing what he was doing, only knowing that the other party was a little abnormal now.

"I remember." Lannister's eyes lit up, and the fork slipped from his hand.

Dill seemed a little nervous, and asked quickly, "My lord, are you alright?"

Lannister waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I just remembered the taste of this meat. Who made this meat?"

"My lord, I'm still the chef from before, is there something wrong?" Dill asked suspiciously

"Quick, get him," the Lannister urged.

what! "

Confused, Dill asked, "What's the matter, my lord? He's supposed to be making lunch right now!"

"I said get him, now." Lannister said coldly, Dill immediately nodded, and said respectfully, "Yes, my lord, I'll get him right away, it's morning you calm down first."

He always thought that the Elf Earl was angry, and he began to feel sorry for the chef.

"Tread...

Half an hour later, Dill arrived late with the chef.

The chef was still wiping the sweat from his forehead, and asked nervously, "My lord, what can I do for you?"

"I ask you."

Lannister raised his eyes and continued to ask, "How did you cook this meat? Why does it taste different from before?"

The chef was extremely nervous, holding his trousers with his hands, faltering,

.....just the same as before, as to why the taste is different...I don't know. "

"Is it really made the same way as before? Then why is the taste different?"

Lannister demanded bab.

The chef looked at the cold face of the Earl of the Elf, with beads of sweat gushing out of his forehead, and said nervously, ...Yes, my lord, I just made it according to the previous method. "

Lannister put down the fork, turned to look at the chef, and said coldly, "Think about it, what's the difference in the middle steps, I want to know why the taste is a little different."

..Yes"

The chef stuttered in shock, wiped off his cold sweat, and said, "As usual, I went to the street to buy meat, and then I bought a lot and came back. I met a businessman on the way, and he said that he could make the vegetables better." If the food is sold, I will...

Lannister interrupted the cook, asking, "Where does the merchant sell his stuff?"

"It seems to be from the Han Dynasty. I always heard that the products there are very good, so I bought some." The chef explained.

Lannister leaned back slowly, and continued, "Well, go on, what about after buying a little?"

The chef thought about it for a while and continued, "I bought some back, I tried those things, and after a while I found that there was no problem, so I added some to the meat, but I didn't add a lot,