After Batilson casually took a bite of steamed lamb with spicy cabbage, he frowned slightly. Then he looked at the food in front of him, as if he didn't want to eat anymore.
The overbearing president has been staring at him. He behaves very gently towards his son at other times, but when it comes to eating, he behaves more dictatorially. When he saw his son put down the spoon, his face immediately darkened: "Son, keep eating!"
Wang Bo shrugged helplessly. It seemed that his appetizer did not work.
Batilson slowly ate the steamed mutton with a sad face. After taking two bites, he said listlessly: "I'm full, Dad."
"No, eat all this bowl of rice. This is specially made for you by the king. Do you still remember your mother's teachings?" Battier said sternly.
After hearing this, Batilson was in a trance for a moment, and then he honestly ate the steamed mutton. Although it was still very little, he was indeed eating.
The strong man who was sitting at the dining table waiting for Wang Bo to feed him noticed the boy's anorexia. He ran over quickly, peeked at the steamed mutton on the table, and licked his mouth.
Batilson looked down and became happy. He said, "Mr. Mayor, your dog wants to eat."
Wang Bo took the adult's dinner plate and filled it with some lamb ribs and chicken breasts. Steamed mutton was not allowed to be eaten because it contained chili peppers and was not a suitable food for the Mastiff.
The boy grows up very fast, and the rice bowl is a bit too small for him. After putting it down, he opened his big mouth and ate it all with a grunt, licking the plate clean.
Seeing the strong man gobbling up the food, Batilson seemed to be moved, and he ate more mutton in his mouth.
Seeing this, Shane's face was full of surprise. He didn't care about eating it himself, and quickly gave the mutton chops on the plate to the young man. He wanted the young man to lead his son to eat.
But the strong man refused to eat what others gave him. After Shane put the lamb chops on the plate, he didn't even look at it and ran directly back to Wang Bo.
Lao Wang personally put the mutton chops on it, and then it devoured it again. Bartilson kept staring at it, eating by himself while watching, and the small bowl of steamed mutton slowly bottomed out.
The young man was finally full, but Batilson stopped eating. He put down the bowl and said, "The young man and I are going out to play." Without waiting for his father to reply, he quickly took the young man and ran away.
Shane's face was full of joy, obviously he was satisfied with a bowl of steamed mutton.
Wang Bo looked at the little Hani next to him who had his head buried in the dinner plate. He felt helpless in his heart. The gap between the two teenagers was too big.
After his son left, Shane began to eat. He first picked up a cucumber and said with a smile, "I've had this kind of dish in a Chinese restaurant. Pickled cucumbers, right? It's a delicious cold dish."
He took a bite, and the cucumber broke into pieces with a 'crunch' sound. It looked wilted on the outside, but in fact the water in the flesh of the melon still remained and it was very crisp.
After eating the cucumber, the domineering president put his fork on the lamb chops and fried chicken pieces. Apparently he was also a carnivore.
After taking a bite of the mutton chops, Shane suddenly became beaming. He slowly chewed and swallowed the mutton in his mouth, then gave a thumbs up and praised: "God, who cooked this? I have to tell you." My honest opinion, it tastes amazing!”
Charlie proudly introduced his good friend to Shane, saying that Kobe came from a gourmet family and was the chef of a Michelin two-star restaurant.
Shane said: "Not just two-star restaurants, I have eaten in many three-star Michelin restaurants. To be honest, their lamb chops cannot be as delicious as this. There are also fried chicken nuggets and honey chicken wings, which taste great too. I really don’t know how to describe the smell of meat, but it’s great!”
Kobe did not take the credit: "Thank you very much for your compliment, Mr. Goode, but I deserve it. The reason why these dishes are delicious is that I think the raw materials are better. The meat produced by Wang's ranch is very good!"
Shane nodded while eating. After eating the steamed mutton, he smiled again: "Hey, the way to eat this kind of mutton is very novel and the taste is very good. Kobe, you are a genius chef!"
"The king did this."
"That Wang is also a talented chef!"
Under the premise of maintaining his grace, Shane finished his portion of the meal as quickly as possible, and then ate two large bowls of steamed mutton, praising them repeatedly.
After eating and drinking enough, he recalled the delicious food and asked strangely: "King, why didn't you use such good meat yesterday?"
Wang Bo explained the reason, and Shane nodded suddenly. Then he asked: "Has your ranch started to produce beef and mutton? If it does, I would like to buy some."
This is small money. Lao Wang waved his hand angrily and said, "If you like it, I'll give you some as a gift when you leave."
Battier waved his hand and said: "No, no, I can't go too far. It's already troublesome for you to live and eat here. Besides, I don't just want to take away a little, I want to buy a lot back, and maybe I will buy more often in the future."
In this case, there is no need for Wang Bo to pretend to be generous. In capitalist society, business is business. If Shane wants to buy his beef and mutton for a long time, it is a business.
That night, Bartilson fell asleep smoothly again. The Heart of the Castle was so powerful that sleep disorders had no effect at all on its territory.
Shane became suspicious. He found Wang Bo and asked directly: "Wang, my son seems to fall asleep particularly easily in your castle?"
Wang Bo pretended not to understand and said: "Yes, so do we. Maybe the castle has some magic power, the magic power that makes people sleep comfortably."
Shane frowned and murmured: "Why is this happening? I want to find the reason. If I find the reason, then this child's sleep disorder may be overcome."
Wang Bo helped guess the reason: "First, maybe Bartilson's sleep disorder has been alleviated; second, maybe the castle has a magnetic field that can adjust the human body's magnetic field..."
Shane stared at him with strange eyes. Lao Wang smiled awkwardly and said quickly: "I'm talking nonsense..."
"No, I think your second explanation makes sense. When I was studying abroad in Cambridge, I came into contact with the theory of the same field of life. The human body has a magnetic field. When this life field matches the regional magnetic field, the life field will become stronger. !”
Wang Bo quickly nodded: "You are absolutely right!"
Because Batilson could sleep in the castle, the overbearing president who originally planned to rest here for two days changed his mind and extended his rest period to a week.
Although he did not pay rent or food, he brought greater help to the town. The next day, the president called the headquarters and ordered to open a branch in Sunset Town.
Bank office buildings can no longer use building blocks. Their office buildings need to install bulletproof glass, and need to set up safes and vaults. The requirements are very strict.
This aspect is easy to solve. Wang Bo wants to build community buildings anyway. Porter's Tianyuanjishi Construction Company can take on the work in this area. It will give priority to building a bank office building next to Highway 8.
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