Chapter 822

Aaron frowned. “Don’t judge a dish by its appearance!”

But you didn’t seem to like the dish when it was first served, his assistant mused silently.

Of course, he dared not say it out loud.

Aaron gave him a fork. “Try it. You’ll find out why I want to buy the restaurant.”

His assistant was surprised. In Turlen, the strict social hierarchy meant that a servant would never get to share his or her master’s food.

He accepted the fork earnestly and picked a slice of meat from the side of the bowl before placing it into his mouth carefully.

Even though Aaron had praised the food, the assistant still couldn’t bring himself to believe that the bowl of stew was delicious. Mr. Aaron must’ve been starving. Anything would be delicious to him!

Without warning, the meat melted inside his mouth.

taste

lifted his chin and inquired, as though he

to regain his composure. He

to his feet, he declared, “I shall

served, he continued gulping down the

Kitchen did a good job. Look,

foreigner looks like he had starved for

laughing. You were the same earlier! Now that you’re full, you’re laughing

 

 

diners chatted happily around Aaron. This was the first time he had experienced such a lively meal, for back in his

his thoughts when

less than five people

darkened as he pulled out his

breath, he spoke in Turlenese.

you’re in Chanaea?” An

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