Beyond ordinary people's perception, Jason can clearly taste the aroma of various foods without entering the restaurant's kitchen.
The smell of fried steak.
The smell of roasted lamb.
The smell of stewed pork bones.
Green vegetables mixed with the flavor of fruit.
And the flavor mixed with various seasonings.
Every flavor is rich and fragrant, and it is obvious that the Almeida restaurant uses only the best ingredients.
only……
There is a strange taste mixed in these ingredients.
It is said to be fragrant, but it also has a fragrance.
But it’s more of a feeling of decay.
It's like seeing a piece of carefully cooked rotten meat.
Moreover, Jason felt a little familiar inexplicably.
"What could it be?"
Jason continued to remember with a frown.
"What's wrong?"
Edward asked as he parked the car.
"nothing."
"Have a meal."
Jason shook his head and pointed to the people lining up at the door.
At this moment, there was still about half an hour before the actual meal, but there was already a long queue in front of the Almeida restaurant. When Jason and the three of them walked to the back of the queue, a waiter from the restaurant handed over the number plate with 33 written on it.
Passed it to Jason, who handed it to Edward.
He, the homeless man, has no money.
Edward was the one who suggested it, so he naturally wouldn't refuse.
Moreover, this person also walked towards the waiter.
After a while, Edward came back with a smile.
"We're lucky."
"It just so happens that a pair of guests who made the reservation are temporarily unavailable, and you and Jichel can just take the place."
"And me?"
"It's a blessing."
Edward said as he motioned for Jason and the female pastry chef to go with him.
Guests who have made a reservation do not need to queue.
The three Jasons who replaced the reservation guests did not queue up.
The people in line did not object to this.
Because this means that the three Jasons have fully accepted the orders of the previous guests, which must be a lot of money - at the Almeida Restaurant, reservations are quite low.
Rather than paying a high price to eat food they don't like, these guests would rather wait a little longer and eat some food they like that is of high quality and low price.
Following the waiter, Jason and the three walked through the long corridor.
This corridor is not fully enclosed. There is a wall on one side and a hall on the other. On the side facing the hall, there are railings half a person high. Under the railings are water storage canals about fifty centimeters wide. These water storage canals
The pool in the middle of the hall is like a river and a lake flowing into the sea.
This pool is about one meter deep and has a radius of more than five meters. There is a rockery in the center of the pool. The water flows down from the rockery like a waterfall. White waves roll in the pool, and the fish swim. Some lively fish even jump into the channel.
, free play.
The canals are connected by small bridges.
Crossing these small bridges leads to dining tables.
There are only ten tables in total in the huge hall.
"These tables are placed in contrast to rockeries and bridges."
"Guests at each table cannot see the guests at other tables unless they stand up."
“The privacy is great.”
Edward, who came for the second time, introduced Jason, the female pastry chef.
The female pastry chef looked at the decorations in the hall and thought about her own pastry shop, and couldn't help showing envy in her eyes.
Jason was secretly wary.
Because, the exquisite layout in front of him always reminded him of the "Starry Sky" restaurant, and the "Looking at the Starry Sky" full of malice.
"No!"
"No no!"
"I must be too worried!"
“The layout in front of you speaks volumes about the restaurant operator’s intentions. The food must not be bad!”
Jason's anticipation when facing food always made him comfort himself unconsciously.
Simply put, don't give up until the last moment.
Or...
At the last moment, I still wanted to struggle.
Most people are like this.
Some people are interested in the feelings between men and women.
Some people are at a loss about their career.
Jason is interested in food.
Everyone has their own preferences, right?
"This is your private room."
The waiter stood at a corner, bowed to the three Jasons, and then opened the door to the private room.
The interior is very spacious, but the layout is minimalist.
There is a dining table on one side, and a sofa and coffee table on the other side. On the other side next to the dining table is a TV, which is square and has its own antenna. It is very old-fashioned.
Jason stood at the door, glanced at the decorations inside, and then stepped in.
When entering the private room, Jason saw the private room number that had been pointed at by the waiter's head.
1024.
What kind of weird number is this?
Jason thought, and under the guidance of the waiter, he sat on the sofa and waited quietly.
Edward sat across from him, and the female pastry chef consciously sat on Jason's side.
"Please wait a moment."
“The meal is ready quickly.”
After the waiter made tea, he poured tea for the three of them while talking.
Then, he stood up, saluted, and left the private room.
When the private room door is closed, the sound of water flowing outside disappears instantly.
“Very good soundproofing.”
Edward said, looking at the female pastry chef.
The female pastry chef was stunned for a moment before she realized what she was doing.
"I'm going to watch TV."
After saying that, the female pastry chef got up and walked towards the TV.
After the power was turned on, a snowflake appeared on the screen at first. As the female pastry chef fiddled with the antenna, a portrait gradually appeared, a little blurry, as if looking through a layer of frosted glass.
"Very good, right?"
Edward pointed to the TV.
"Um."
Jason nodded.
Although this TV seemed really old to him, it was really very familiar to him who had not seen similar electrical appliances for several years.
"Thank you for everything you have done for us."
Edward, who was sitting there, suddenly stood up straight and bowed.
Then, without waiting for Jason to speak, the man sat down again. The solemnity on his face disappeared, leaving only his usual polite smile.
"But if you commit any crime, I will arrest you as well."
"Just like those bastards."
"You are heroes, but you cannot act recklessly just because you are heroes."
This person added.
His eyes were fixed on Jason as he spoke.
When he found that Jason was always calm, the man's words softened slightly.
"You are different from them."
"You are stronger than them."
"But you are not bloodthirsty, so... I sit here with you."
There was a deep reluctance in his slightly softened tone.
Jason could hear it, but he didn't speak as he had already guessed. He just picked up the tea in front of him, took a sip, and waited patiently for the next sentence.
"I don't want to do this."
"But I have no choice."
"I am incompatible with Xinde City's original system. I am restrained in every aspect, and some guys even have malicious intentions."
"My situation is even worse now."
"The deaths of several of my subordinates are enough to become a weapon for them to attack me."
"therefore……"
"I don't have much time."
"We must form a counterattack before they complete the attack!"
"And there's an opportunity right in front of you!"
Edward said calmly.
"What chance?"
Jason asked.
Just as Edward was about to answer, the private room door rang.
"Please come in."
Edward said.
The door opened, and the departing waiter came in with several waiters carrying pieces of food covered by exquisite silverware covers.
Looking at the silver cover, Jason's heart felt familiar again, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch.
His bad premonition became stronger and stronger.
Then, when the silver cover was lifted, Jason saw a glass of water and a slip.
The water is clear and at room temperature.
Order, clearly marked price, 66 yuan.
Edward saw it too.
Especially when I see the price tag.
This man couldn't help but raised his hands to cover his chest.
66 yuan for a cup of boiled water?!
He really felt distressed.
"This glass of water is the 'feeling of distress'?"
Edward couldn't help but ask.
"Of course not."
The waiter answered.
Edward breathed a sigh of relief.
But the next moment, the waiter placed the price list in front of him.
