Chapter 642: Chapter 54 Warrior Pot
The sound gradually faded away.
Jason didn’t pay much more attention to Bolun’s second son and the girl named Emily.
To him, these two youngsters were just an interlude during this “lunch”.
The real focus was: lunch!
Soon, Tony pushed out a trolley.
It was the metal trolley used specifically in the kitchen, with two tiers, completely covered by a white tablecloth.
The moment the trolley appeared, Jason’s gaze locked tightly onto it.
Tel stared at the food in the big iron pot with some uncertainty.
"Yes, this is a new ‘Platinum’ warrior pot that I’ve improved based on the recipes of the ‘Bolun’s relentless’ warriors. While retaining the basics, it has a more reasonable nutritional composition. Not only can it provide for those warriors who train all day with the necessary nutrients their bodies need, but it also makes their appetite better and allows them to consume more food,” Tony nodded. 𐍂𝖆ɴỒ𝔟ЁS
Such an answer made Tel gasp in surprise.
The ‘Platinum’ warrior pot was well known to Tel, a formal member of the ‘Clock Tower’.
It was the food eaten by the ‘Bolun’s relentless’ warriors after a rare victory at a celebration, mainly consisting of meat.
Of course, that wasn’t why Tel was surprised.
What truly amazed him was the portion size of the ‘Platinum’ warrior pot!
The so-called ‘Platinum’ comes from the homophonous ‘hundred jin’ (a jin is a unit of weight equaling approximately half a kilogram)!
As you could guess, this ‘Platinum’ warrior pot was a ‘hundred jin’ warrior pot.
One pot equaled a hundred jin of food!
Even though Jason could eat a lot, one hundred jin of meaty food would still be too much for one person, even the ‘Bolun’s relentless’ warriors might not be able to finish it on their own.
In fact, as far as Tel knew, the ‘hundred jin’ warrior pot was originally a dish shared among many people.
Bringing it up now… seemed a bit wasteful, didn’t it?
Tel looked at Tony with puzzlement.
"You have to trust my instincts as a qualified chef!”
As he spoke, Tony bent down to move the charcoal stove from the lower tier of the trolley up to the table, followed by the hundred jin heavy iron pot.
Neither the high temperatures of the charcoal stove nor the weight of the big iron pot made Tony’s hands tremble at all.
Flame? High temperature?
What kind of chef would be scared of these?
How can one handle real high-end ingredients without strong arms?
These are basic skills for a chef.
Considering himself a qualified chef, Tony naturally had solid basics.
"Lord Jason, please enjoy.”
A ceramic bowl and utensils suitable for eating the ‘hundred jin’ warrior pot were placed in front of Jason.
Jason, who couldn’t wait any longer, picked up the utensils and started immediately.
He began with a spoonful of soup.
The delicious taste layered with the flavors of the ingredients in the pot laid the foundation on Jason’s taste buds, first with the taste of mushrooms, followed by pork belly, chicken, and shrimp flavors coming in succession, while the tastes of fried tofu and potatoes were not last.
The last taste was that of beef.
It was the purest taste mingling in the broth.
The thick aroma of beef was the first thing he smelled.
The last thing he tasted was the flavor he had first smelled.
"A beginning and an end, huh?”
Jason murmured to himself.
Hearing these words, Tony’s smile immediately deepened.
A good diner always delights a chef.
Because he understands you.
Putting down the soup spoon, Jason picked up a large slice of pork belly.
The slice of meat was large but not thick, even being extremely thin; on one side of the slice, it was almost translucent.