Chapter 180 (continued)

Pu Yiping: "No, it's not that bad. I really like your lamb, so I definitely won't return it."

Shi Wen laughed and said, "Let's add each other on WeChat. You can tell me on WeChat if there's anything that doesn't suit you."

Everyone pulled out their phones to add each other on WeChat.

After adding them on WeChat, Shi Wen them off and gave each of them a box of their family's cheese, as well as two jars of chive blossom sauce to eat with lamb.

People from afar are guests, Shi Wen that people are generally quite hospitable, especially since this group of people are genuine guests.

Luo Boqin and the others drove the car onto the main road. The group had been silent since Shi Wen's house, and they remained silent until now.

Luo Boqin started the conversation. "The Shi Wen, 1,800 yuan a pound. I don't know where they got the courage to sell it for such a high price?"

Another person looked at the mutton on the seat and said, "If you ask me, why don't we go try it first? If it's not good, we can still come back and contact customer service."

"Yes, yes, I was just about to say that. Why don't we cook the lamb first? It probably won't be very fresh if we leave it for too long."

Another person, staring at the mutton, said, "I have a different opinion about this mutton. When I bought it, the smell of the mutton gave me a feeling that the quality was definitely good. Maybe after tasting it, we'll find it's great value for money?"

Everyone was curious about what the mutton tasted like, so they exited the highway, made a turn, and went straight to a private restaurant.

They all love to eat, know how to eat, and are very familiar with the owners of the private kitchen restaurant.

After acquiring the mutton, they directly asked the owner of a private restaurant to cook it into a dish.

The owner of the private restaurant looked at the mutton in the package, opened it, smelled it, and asked, "This mutton smells really authentic. What kind of sheep is it? Dolan Sheep? The texture doesn't quite look like it."

Luo Boqin chuckled twice, "Why don't you guess? This is top-quality mutton, 1,800 yuan per jin."

The shopkeeper raised an eyebrow. "Goodness, 1,800 yuan a pound! Lamb at this price is rare. We'll see if you've gotten a great deal or suffered a rip-off. How would you like to eat it?"

After discussing it, everyone decided to ask the owner to cook a few more dishes, as long as there was soup and meat, they could arrange it as needed.

The owner said, "How about I make you a mutton soup, stir-fried mutton slices, cumin mutton, sizzling mutton, and a mutton hot pot? Your mutton looks fresh, don't waste it. Also, could you arrange a few cooling dishes? Mutton is so nourishing, don't let it make you feel too hot."

Luo Boqin: "What dishes can help reduce internal heat?"

The owner said, "It's this season, how about I make you some stir-fried goji berry sprouts? And some winter melon soup?"

Luo Boqin: "This arrangement is good; they're all seasonal vegetables."

Seeing that they had no objections, the owner took the mutton downstairs to clean it up, and served them some cold side dishes first.

This private restaurant isn't big; the kitchen is right next door, and if you're interested, you can simply open the window and watch them cook.

The owner designed it this way mainly to show that his private restaurant was clean and hygienic, and also to demonstrate his confidence in his cooking and management, showing he wasn't afraid of customers seeing it.

The guests really liked the design.

However, Luo Boqin and his team were stumped by this design today.

They arrived quite early, and they were the only customers in the entire private restaurant.

The owner also used the lamb they brought to cook.

Not to mention the soup, it was started simmering early this morning.

The mutton soup had a rather mild flavor; even though the aroma wafted out, it wasn't very strong. They knew there was mutton soup simmering inside and could smell it, but with side dishes and drinks to their hearts' content, they didn't feel particularly tempted.

As the sizzling lamb began to cook, the enticing aroma of meat wafted over, and the conversation slowed down considerably.

Almost everyone was distracted while waiting for their food to arrive.

After the sizzling mutton on the hot plate, comes the flavor of mutton hot pot.

The dried shallots and garlic cloves released a rich aroma as they were heated in hot oil, followed by the rich flavor of mutton.

Then, the aroma of rice wine poured onto the lid of the casserole dish mingled with the fragrance of meat.

In the next stage, the aroma fades from strong to weak and disappears into the cooking fumes.

The boss looks like he's about to start stir-frying the lamb.

The private room had fallen completely silent when the sound of hot oil sizzling in a wok came from next door, followed by the aroma of ginger and scallions being sautéed.

With a sizzle, the mutton hit the pan, and after a quick stir-fry, an even richer and more pronounced meaty aroma wafted out.

The group sat in the private room, listening to the sounds as if they were listening to a performance of ventriloquism, and using their imaginations to guess which stage of the cooking process the owner was at each step.

After a while, the owner brought over the sizzling mutton.

Upon entering the private room, the owner keenly sensed the unusually quiet atmosphere and, feeling a pang of anxiety, cautiously said, "The sizzling lamb is here, and the other dishes are ready too, they'll be served shortly."

They looked at each other as if waking from a dream, and then burst into laughter.

The boss, watching from the side, was puzzled and asked, "What's wrong?"

Luo Boqin said with a smile, "It's nothing, we're just waiting for the food. We've been waiting for so long, everyone's hungry."

Boss: "I'll bring the rest of the dishes up right away."

The owner quickly brought over eight dishes and a soup. In addition to four main lamb dishes and a lamb soup, there were two cooling seasonal vegetable dishes and two specialty dishes from the private restaurant.

In addition, the owner brought out a large pot of rice.

Luo Boqin and the others didn't stand on ceremony and served themselves rice and soup.

The owner kept the mutton soup simmering over a high flame the whole time, and now the soup is milky white, with red goji berries garnishing it on top, making it look especially tempting.

Everyone picked up their bowls, took a careful sip, and then looked up at Pu Yiping.

Pu Yiping was puzzled by the stare. He raised his hand to touch his face and asked, "Why are you looking at me?"