He had a strong learning ability, she understood. So, really, there was no need to announce to the world on the spot that he had acquired some startling new skills.
The soup base arrived, a mushroom and beef bone broth, full of fungi that Jane Sampson couldnât even pronounce. The dipping sauces here were all exclusively blended, so everyone got their own portion.
Watching the chili sauce that made a round in front of her and then all ended up in James Blackâs bowl, Jane swallowed and was just about to speak when Mr. Black shot her a glance. She silently retracted the words she had nearly let slip out.
The exclusive secret chili sauce looked especially fragrant.
There was only one sentence in Janeâs heart.
I really want to taste it.
"The non-spicy dipping sauce to your right hand is enough for you," James pointed out, tapping his fingertip in front of that sauce. "Donât look, itâs no use."
Jane pouted.
So annoying.
"Sister Shawâs motherâs home runs a livestock farm, so the beef and mutton used in the restaurant are all from cattle and sheep grazed on natural grasslands, freshly slaughtered every morning. These fungi are all grown by Brother Old Youngâs family in the mountain village, and due to the climate and soil limitations, many are unique to King Town. Brother Old Youngâs family has always taken good care of Sister Shaw, and theyâve been providing her shop with fungus."
Thinking about these King Town mountain products, they generally sold for high prices and were always in high demand.
However, Big Brother Young would wait until Sister Shawâs supply was sufficient before selling the rest to other businessmen.
Sister Shawâs hot pot restaurant, located away from the business center and in her own renovated building, was always fully booked every day largely becauseâbesides the unique charm of the courtyard environmentâthe raw materials of the hot pot shop were incomparable to those of other hot pot restaurants.
After the broth boiled, James served Jane a bowl of soup first, "Try the original flavor of the soup base."
Jane hummed in affirmation, cradling the bowl and took a sip, "So delicious!"
It was really so good she didnât want to put down the bowl.
The lady from the kitchen arrived to serve the dishes just in time to hear Janeâs comment and smiled as she joined in, "Our houseâs soup base is top-notch. For girls, drinking more of this soup in this weather is good for the body."
After saying that, the lady then asked James, "Mr. Black, the same tea as usual, right? And for your wife?"
"Just a cup of jasmine tea for her," James replied.
After the lady left with a cheerful smile, Jane curiously glanced at James, and a while later, after the lady brought over two cups of tea for her and James, Jane couldnât suppress her curiosity again. She peeked at Jamesâs cup of tea, then lowered her head to smell her own, and let out a curious "huh."
"Isnât mine jasmine tea? Why can I only smell the jasmine fragrance but donât see any jasmine? What tea leaves are these in the cup?" Jane asked as she took a sip, surprised, "I canât see the jasmine, but I can smell and taste it. How magical."
"This is a specialty souvenir from âMin City,â jasmine tea," James explained to Jane after she took several sips, realizing that she must have liked the taste.
After she had her fill, Jamesâs voice slowly began to clarify for her.