"Another failure." Heath sighed. He had already used ten eggs on this rotten egg sauce, but he still couldn't make the distinctive sauce. It left him a little discouraged. Dialga's Seasoning Jar was quite useful, and it would be a real shame if it were taken back. Heath had no intention of letting that happen.
But making something he had never made before really was difficult, mainly because Heath hadn't found a suitable method. Although he could now make rotten eggs without either the yolks or the whites turning to mush, the question of whether they were edible still troubled him deeply. Heath had already used his Ingredient Identifier, and he would have to wait until tomorrow to use it again.
"Forget it. I'll turn these rotten eggs into sauce first, then pick the most promising one and test it tomorrow. As long as there's nothing wrong with it, I can start trying to introduce it to the customers." Heath scratched his head. Although the chances of success weren't very high this way, he felt using the Ingredient Identifier was still better than trying it himself and risking a stomachache.
As the lunchtime rush arrived, Heath stopped working on the rotten eggs. If he drove all those students away with the smell, he really would be on the verge of tears. In Heath's view, providing customers with a pleasant dining environment was also something a chef ought to do.
"Uncle~ I'd like a Three Kingdoms Limited Set Meal." Heath's business was still doing very well, but he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. How had he been promoted to "uncle"? Heath rubbed his chin. He felt he was still very young, only just over eighteen. Even if he was a little older, surely he hadn't reached uncle status yet?