Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)



At that moment, there was an excited male voice, "Fish, I got the fish!"

As Mr. Clark shouted, Lexx helped him to pull the fishing rod subconsciously. On the other end of the rod, a fat carp was shaking desperately. Mr. Clark weighed it in his hand and said with a smile, "We got something to eat now. This should be at least three pounds!"

The pond they fished at was unlike the natural stream outside. The fishes were actually bred in captivity for consumption purposes. Fishing was just an additional activity for fun. Therefore, the guests could either ask the breeder to catch the fish for them or fish themselves.

Most people were there to fish for fun. If they could not catch something or could not wait, they would call the breeder. Of course, in order not to affect each other, the two connected ponds had independent systems.

Before Lexx could answer, Willy suddenly got up and threw away his fishing rod. Then, he turned around and strode away.

Mr. Clark also got up, and his face was red. He couldn't throw the fish away, but he couldn't just hold it either. He was very troubled, feeling completely stuck.

"Did I... catch the wrong fish?" Did he offend Willy again?

He was really dumb! He should have just let Willy fish. He didn't even know how to kiss Willy's a*s! At that instant, he was really regretful! They had been sitting there for more than an hour. He really didn't think too much. He just wanted to catch a fish as soon as possible, have a meal and then continue their discussion!

Glancing at the figures who were talking and laughing intimately in the distance, Lexx sighed and said, "It's not your fault! It's just that you have bad luck today... It's okay, let's go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lexx hinted him by glancing at the opposite side.

Following his gaze, Mr. Clark only saw the beautiful scenery. When he left, he was still confused. It was a good view. Was there anything wrong with it?

Afraid that there would be any slip-ups, the three of them entered the private room only after everything was properly arranged. Soon, the delicious steamed fish, some special appetizers, and the best spring chicken were all served. Mr. Clark also took out a bottle of top-grade white wine that he brought along with him, and said, "It's my great honor to meet you, Mr. Bowles! These home-cooked dishes are all their specialties here. Mr. Bowles, I hope you don't mind..."

"Mr. Clark, you're too kind!" Willy said.

As they talked, Lexx saw the spring chicken steaming with its delicious aroma, so he changed the topic in order to liven up the atmosphere by saying, "I heard that this spring chicken is very famous. Many people come a long way for this. When it first became famous, it is said that someone came to queue up in the middle of the night for three days in a row but still returned empty-handed! I heard that it was limited every day, and it's sold at fixed timings. It must be not easy to buy it whenever you want!"Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

One could only imagine how much effort he had put in.

Looking at the distinctive bamboo basket and lotus leaf shaped plates on the table, Willy was also attracted by them. The waiter helped to serve them, and the three of them ate some. The taste was delicious, and the fragrance lingered in their mouths. It was indeed very special.

The three of them seemed to have

relaxed as they ate and drank. Mr. Clark followed suit and said, "Actually, this spring chicken is so famous because of its other name, 'Prosperity Chicken". Legend has it that when Freddie Alexander led his troops to war, he was defeated once and he fled for three days and three nights as his enemies chased after him relentlessly. When he was exhausted and hungry, he saw a fire pit and there was a pile of mad in the fire. There was someone called Paul, who was squatting beside it. Freddie was very curious, so he asked him what he was doing. When Paul saw that it was Freddie, he immediately said, 'I am roasting the chicken for you, Your Majesty!' Hearing this, Freddie was very surprised. Paul took the chicken out from the fire and wiped off the clay on it. It gave out a nice aroma. Freddie couldn't stop praising it while he ate. It was weird that after that, Freddie had never lost in any battles, and he became an emperor later. He named the chicken 'Prosperity Chicken', and because the chicken was roasted by Paul, the people called it 'Spring Chicken'. Therefore, many people liked this dish as it means good fortune."

After a pause, Mr. Clark continued,

"This spring chicken is prepared using an improvised traditional method, but it's quite authentic so it's popular here! To be precise, no one knows if it's the limitation of their equipments or if they are using it as a gimmick, but they only sell 88 chickens a day. Moreover, takeaway is basically not allowed. It's said that it is to avoid ruining their reputation, because there is a difference in taste between freshly-baked chicken and chicken that has been out of the oven for a while. The management here is quite good. Even the old lady who gives out the queue numbers has really good memory. She can recognize anyone who queues up twice a day, and she won't give him or her the number again that day! There was no surveillance camera here last time, so people could still argue and refuse to admit it. However, even though there's alrady a surveillance camera here now, they still rely on that old lady to check on everyone. She is very accurate every time! To be frank, they have a simple but rigid culture here. Anyway, it has become their style. For this meal, I have hired many people to plan and line up in advance. It's best to have no regrets since I want to show you my hospitality! Luckily, it's not peak

season now, and today is not a

public holiday or weekend..."

Mr. Clark told Willy those because he wanted to let him know that he was truly sincere and was very interested in working together with him. His

attitude was neither servile nor pushy, and he wasn't overly fawning on him either. It was actually not annoying.

Hearing it, Willy's thoughts somehow drifted away and said, "Oh? So this chicken isn't something you can eat just whenever you want to?"

"How should I put it? As long as we get a queue number, we will have be in the list today! It depends on the queue number. The closer your queue number is towards the top of the list, the earlier you will get yours, while those with queue number towards the bottom of the list have to wait! Like for us who dined

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up early and got a queue number earlier, it is still feasible if we want to switch our numbers with people who came after us. If we take more queue numbers, we can basically get to eat it whenever we want to! However, if you got your queue number later and want to change it to an earlier one... it is basically impossible!" Mr. Clark said.

After all, not many people were like them, who were there to talk about business. They did not care about time, money or large amount of

investments!

Tapping his finger lightly, Willy suddenly smiled and said, "As long as you can help me do one thing today, I will give you the opportunity for the authorization this time, for five years!"

"What's it? Mr. Bowles, feel free to tell me!" Mr. Clark's eyes lit up, and he almost slammed the table. He was willing to do anything for him.

Willy lowered his head and whispered in his ear.

"Huh?" Mr. Clark said.

After he was stunned for a while, Mr. Clark got up and walked out of the room and said, "Please excuse me."

Finally, it was almost time to eat. When Lauren and Carney returned, they were smiling. They were in a good mood, but they were obviously also very

hungry.

"We're finally here..." Carney said.

"Yes! My stomach is already starting to protest. We definitely can finish our food. I feel like I can eat a horse..."

Lauren breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as she moved, she was stopped by someone outside the door. He said, "I'm sorry, please don't go inside. There is no more seats here. Please go to another place. I'm sorry for causing you both any inconvenience!"