Chicken and Palenque (5)

"How delicious is it?"

The bald mercenary next to me also said something.

"I can't believe your taste. "I always eat strange spicy food."

Miltein then waved his hand and strongly denied it.

"no. "I've tried it too, do you think you'll be satisfied?"

I can't believe it. It is also rewarding to be recognized for making such customers satisfied. I carefully threw the marinated chicken into the boiling oil.

Fondant. Fondant.

-Chiiiiiiig!

A feast of sizzling fried batter and oil. The sound was so loud that all mercenaries' eyes turned towards me. After pouring commercial beer into a beer glass instead of the canned beer she enjoyed drinking, Lurin finished serving with an expressionless face, soon returned and looked at the chicken.

The eyes are looking at the chicken. A situation that needs to be stopped.

"Your portion is separate, so don't even think about touching it and serve this first. got it? We are one body now, so do it with all your heart! okay?"

"i get it! Because we are one body!"

"Okay, so hurry up and move it."

Chicken with bones and chicken without bones. Half and half. Perhaps Lulin was possessed by something or was overwhelmed by my momentum, but for some reason, she calmly and sincerely began serving the chicken plate to her table.

The mercenaries stared at the golden brown chicken in front of them with very curious expressions. When Mr. Ment bites a chicken leg with his bare hands, the white flesh is exposed. The flesh with steam rising from the inside.

And crispy batter and skin. All of the mercenaries who heard the crunching sound held the chicken in their hands and brought it to their mouths, just like Mr. Ment.

"Huh?"

"Oooh!"

The reaction was immediate. It's natural. Chicken and beer are a soulful combination. In particular, there is no way the garlic-flavored chicken, combined with various secret recipes, Munton mushroom chicken powder, etc., would not be delicious.

"ment! What's wrong with you? "A guy called a taste destroyer finds all these places."

"What did I say? You guys. "Just eat quietly!"

When his colleagues were satisfied, Mr. Ment began to laugh out loud.

Mr. Knoll and Mr. Reine at the bar table also looked impressed. Mr. Knoll was especially amazed at the boneless chicken, so he stuffed it all in his mouth, chewed it, and drank beer.

As they continued to fry and serve all the chicken, a beer and chicken party broke out inside the restaurant.

As the atmosphere warmed up, Miltein sneakily approached me and winked.

The meaning of that glance was obvious. This probably means showing me the dish I requested. I nodded. And I took out the spicy chicken noodle.

Boil the water and cook the noodles. Drain the water again and place the noodles in the pot. And mixed with sauce. Just in case, I also boiled some stir-fried cheese that I had in the warehouse. If you say it's too spicy, I'll mix it up. The purpose is not to make trouble, so if you don't eat it properly, you need to neutralize it. It is my job to convey Miltein's feelings to Mr. Ment.

Because I got paid.

If you do your best, you will naturally become a regular customer.

"Mr. Ment. Would you like to come to the bar table over here?"

I pointed to the seat next to Mr. Knoll and spoke to Mr. Ment.

"yes?"

"Actually, my junior asked me a favor. Since he wanted to repay Mr. Ment, he asked him to prepare a separate dish. "You like spicy food?"

"This guy?"

Mr. Ment looked surprised and turned his gaze to Miltain.

"No, there is no need to explain it in such detail..."

Miltein immediately twisted his body in shame. I can't help but watch this scene where a cool-looking guy is embarrassed.

"Anyway, that's it, so try it. ha ha ha!"

"Hey dude! "Are you just a senior in comments?"

"I know!"

"This bastard? "I'm sure I did a good job too, right?"

The other mercenaries who couldn't stand the warmth got angry. Would you say they are like mercenaries?

I placed the steaming hot chicken noodles in front of Mr. Ment, who was sitting next to Mr. Knoll. Mr. Ment looks at the Spicy Chicken Noodles with a slightly embarrassed expression.

"It's very spicy. Do you mind?"

"That is exactly my wish. "I guess he heard me complaining sometimes."

Mr. Ment nodded and held his fork.

"Oh, this is not food served in stores. "It's literally a specially prepared dish."

"Huh, is that so?"

"Even if you ask me to do it again, I won't be able to do it, so you have to take that into consideration, right?"

Mr. Ment nodded and brought the spicy chicken noodle to his mouth.

"I'm not good at eating spicy food, but that looks delicious? The smell is strong... ."

The other mercenaries looked curiously at the dish while pretending to strangle Miltain. Next to me, the dragon frowned. Almost to the point of trembling with fear.

"Humans are foolish creatures. I can't believe I eat food like that. Ugh!"

Looking at that, I feel a little playful. So, I threw the crumbs of fried chicken noodles left in her pot at Rurin. Lulin then freaked out and took a step back from her.

"Clean it up. That's a weapon that hurts more than breath! "Are you trying to kill me?"

"No way. "After seeing the dish, you said, "Do you have any intention of trying it again?"

"Don't be funny!"

Lurin screamed and ran away to the second floor.

A dragon running away scared from fried chicken noodles.

The world's strongest race. Dried on fire-dak-bokki O noodles. It's like the headline of a newspaper article?

Whoosh!

At the same time as Lurin ran away, Mr. Ment inhaled the fried chicken noodles into his mouth. And started chewing.

"This···."

Sweat spreads on Mr. Ment's forehead. But it seemed bearable.

"It's amazing. LC. This is by far the best spiciness I've ever had, and it has a subtle Palenque flavor... "Huh."

As I said that, I groaned and glared at the dish, as if the spiciness had gotten stronger. But the fork did not rest. Continue to inhale the noodles. The slurping sound seemed to have stimulated the appetites of others, especially Mr. Knoll, who was next to him.

"Wow, how delicious is it? Are you so moved that you almost cry?"

I recklessly pick up the noodles with a fork. And he stuffed it into her mouth.

The reaction is immediate.

"What is this! Argh, I'm dying! Do you eat this? "You crazy guy!"

Mr. Knoll reacted the same way as any other dragon, ran around and went outside.

Mr. Layne looks at that scene and shakes his head.

"Huh. It's kind of painful, but it's also addictive, so I keep going for a fork. My mouth feels like it's burning. ha."

Mr. Ment was calm. The other mercenaries watched with disgusted expressions and then turned their attention to the chicken.

"Yes, that is the true appearance of a taste breaker."

"If the comment is too spicy, it is already death. "Don't worry, everyone."

"Anyway, isn't this boneless chicken convenient, delicious, and killer? Here, some more beer!"

In the end, there was only one victim, Mr. Knoll.

Mr. Ment finished a plate of spicy chicken noodle in no time, and the chicken party continued after that.

***

There is a small story behind this incident related to Palen Q.

The story started from word of mouth among mercenaries.

After treating the mercenaries, more and more people came to eat Palenque cuisine. Thanks to this, the restaurant became a thriving business.

But I couldn't like it all that much. Because they are just the customers that the name Palenque attracts. So, we put a limit on the sales number of PalenQ. There are two reactions. Some people leave after eating a different dish and others leave grumbling.

In the case of the former, I was confident of making him a regular. However, there were more cases of the latter. Anyway, thanks to that, the crowded store finally regained stability.

I was very happy with the stability.

All you have to do is visit the person who wants to come. As I said from the beginning, money is not important.

One-on-one with customers at all costs. I feel rewarded when I see them satisfied. I liked it.

If there are too many people, this becomes impossible. However, there are not enough customers to operate on a reservation system. Now there is only an uproar because of Palenque's reputation.

So I decided to let go of the annoying Palenque for the time being. The current bustle is not because people come looking for my food because they like it.

I have already thought of the best way to let Palenque go. It's a good way for a sister and a good brother-in-law. There is no reason to kick something that makes money, no matter how unnecessary it may be.

That's why, after finishing my lunch business, I went to Mr. Knoll's shop and invited the two of them to Limon Forest.

Mr. Knoll and Mr. Raine. Despite the good words, the two people's store is not prospering. Mr. Knoll was known for his craftsmanship and did not bring meat into the store unless it was of truly high quality. Even so, it doesn't make much profit. Moreover, the seller is likely to reject it if Mr. Knoll himself is not satisfied.

Moreover, the last time you came to my store, I overheard this.

"Honey, because of what happened last time, I would like to come visit you often, but this month is tight, so I can't do it anymore. "I thought it would be my last drink of soju and drank it."

The food in the restaurant is cheap. But there is a crucial difference. I have hoarded treasures and they do not. The difference was so big.

Regular customers come over the hill to my restaurant.

In particular, I am receiving a lot of help from Mr. Knoll and Mr. Laine. The meat purchased from Mr. Knoll's store was enough to satisfy the dragon, the strongest carnivore monster.

But that doesn't mean you can't pay for the food. These are not people who will receive help for no reason. So what I thought was to kill two rabbits.

They put Palen Q on the market and took off the label of Palen Q restaurant. Since the PalenQ distributed in the market comes only from my hands, it is not a loss-making business. At the same time, it is a way to help Mr. and Mrs. Knoll.

A strange place called Limon Forest. The couple, who couldn't refuse my earnest request to come, asked me what the hell was going on.

"LC, is there something wrong with you suddenly calling me here?"

"That's right, dude. Are you really trying to run away because the restaurant is going out of business? "Do you want to say goodbye?"

Especially when I saw Mr. Knoll's eyebrows keep twitching, it seemed like he wasn't being sarcastic but was genuinely worried.

Well, every time Mr. Knoll came, he would just throw bugs at me. Moreover, Limon Forest is like a passageway out of Gray City. Did they misunderstand that I was trying to run away?

"That's not it. In fact, there are so many people who come to Palenque that it's rather annoying."

"Oh my goodness! really? congratulations!"

Mr. Raine smiled with a truly happy face. She didn't seem to have the slightest bit of jealousy. She is a person with a beautiful smile that suits her very much. This person suffered so much because of Mr. Knoll that it makes me feel sorry to see the wrinkles growing on her hands.

"It's not just good. "Isn't it an inconvenient situation because I'm looking for Palenque so much that I can't cook my own food?"

"It can't be!"

"I know. I was barely able to find a seat and felt uncomfortable. Are you full? "If you continue to prosper, won't we be able to sell more meat to you?"

"Prospering unconditionally is not a good thing. I am the same as Mr. Knoll. I want to sell my food to people who love my restaurant. There is no need for anyone looking for Palenque Bay. However, it would be a waste to completely eliminate PalenQ, so we will distribute it in the market."

"Palenque?"

The couple's eyes widened. A face that asks if that is possible. This is just the main point.