Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted Chapter 2417 - Keegan explained, "When my mother-in-law, Jessica, was alive, she sponsored an orphanage. From last year until now, the orphanage has received several donations from you, and the amounts were not small. She always said she wanted to treat you to a meal and thank you in person."

Paul regretted going to the orphanage in person. He just wanted to know how the child was doing, but he didn't expect to run into her by chance, leaving him with such a big burden. He said with a stern face, "The money was donated by me on behalf of a friend. Don't be so polite."

He stood up and said, "I'll leave if there's nothing else."

He had followed Aldor because he wanted to see if the people were from Darcie, but he didn't expect them to be Stella's. He couldn't face the Saun family so openly. It was his habit to avoid confrontation. Keegan didn't stand up to stop Paul, but as Paul opened the door, someone was about to knock and enter.

The newcomer was a man wearing a black satin short shirt, of medium height, slightly thin, with neatly combed hair but some gray at the temples. When he saw Paul, he was stunned for a moment, then put on a smile "Sir, sorry for the wait. Let me introduce today's dishes to you two."

Paul looked at the man in front of him in astonishment, his body stiff, unable to speak for a long time.

Keegan said behind him, "Mr. Morant, his cooking skills are good; you'll regret it if you don't try it." Then he looked at the man. "Chef, please."

The chef nodded, made way, and called the waiter to start serving the dishes.

This private kitchen was very famous in the old city. There were six chefs, and they only served twelve tables a day. They rested on the fifth and tenth of each month, and they did not accept reservations. The menu was issued a week in advance. Even though the restaurant was tucked away in a corner, gourmets in Rivera would follow the scent of the food to find it.

Despite such exclusivity, this restaurant had been operating here for more than ten years, which was enough to show that its taste and service were highly regarded by most people.

Keegan had purchased the dining qualification from other customers at five times the price in a very short time, and he was determined to make the most of it.

Paul hesitated as expected. He stood there with his fists clenched, looking at the chef with complicated eyes. After a while, he stepped back and walked over to sit back in his seat.

The chef bent over and carefully instructed the waiter to serve the

dishes. He introduced the origins of the dishes, the ingredients used, and their sources to Keegan and Paul one by one.

Paul stared at the chef as he spoke, his eyes filled with emotion, but when the chef looked at him, he quickly avoided eye contact and hurriedly took a sip of his drink.

While introducing the soup, the chef

said, "This isn't a famous dish. It's the egg drop sweet wine soup that my mother often made for me when I

was a child. The method is very m simple. First, beat the eggs, add a few drops of white vinegar, then pour boiling water directly into the bowl to make egg drops. Next, use a spoon to scoop a few spoonfuls of fermented glutinous rice into it and stir it in, then sprinkle some sugar and wolfberry wine. Although it's not an authentic recipe, it's the best I've ever tasted."

Paul seemed a little dazed. He looked at the chef in front of him, and though there were a thousand things he wanted to say, in the end, he said nothing.

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the chef stepped back and said politely, "I wish you both a pleasant meal. If you need anything, please let us know. I'll leave you to enjoy your dining experience."