Accompanying Alan all the way into the main hall, Hut asked cheerfully, "How was your lunch today, Master? Many nobles may never have the chance to have a meal with His Highness in their entire lives, but for you, not only was the succession procedure for the title issued by His Highness himself, but you were also able to stay and have a family dinner with His Highness on the day you inherited the title."

As a relatively traditional butler, Hut felt that it was definitely a good thing for the young master to receive such treatment as soon as he inherited the title. No matter what the reason was, the result was good!

…

“…”

"Huth, suppose... when you were in college, the food in the school cafeteria was terrible, and you had no choice but to eat it. After you graduated, you finally found a job you dreamed of. After you started working, when you had your first meal in the new company cafeteria, you found out that the chef who cooked in the school cafeteria during college had also changed jobs, and..."

Allen said this, turned around and glanced at Huth coldly, "And he just happened to switch to the new company restaurant you went to as a chef. The dishes he cooks are still as bad as before. In this way...will you still be happy?"

"Well……"

Hut was subconsciously a little confused. How miserable must it be to be able to join the same new company at the same time as the restaurant chef during college?

Looking at Hutt who still didn't understand, Allen said faintly: "Today's lunch was cooked by the princess herself... Hutt, you know!"

Alan's voice suddenly became a little low.

"I went from home to Swansea, and from Swansea to London! I got up at seven in the morning! I was in the car for three or four hours!"

"Three or four hours! Over 300 kilometers! I worked so hard to get to London! I actually ate our family's famous dishes at His Highness's family dinner! What did I want?!"

…

"..." Hu Te seemed to understand a little bit, and asked weakly: "Master, are you talking about the road in the field of hope?"

"Yes! That's the dish!"

"And the princess made it herself! I pinched my nose and ate some, and she asked me if it tasted like home!"

…

Allen stared at Huth and said, "Oh, right! If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have remembered. Go and call Old York over to me now, right now! Why didn't I see him at the door just now?"

"Master... York's size, him standing in the queue, it's a bit... a bit out of place, so he was preparing dinner in the kitchen and didn't come out."

"Go call him!"

"yes……"

Alan glanced at Huth who was trotting to the kitchen to call someone, then walked over to the large sofa in the side hall and sat down.

He originally wanted to stay and communicate more with Charles at noon today, but the "dishes personally prepared" by the princess disrupted his plans!

…

For a man who just lost his father and elder brother, what could be more thoughtful than cooking him a "traditional specialty" of their family?

In the princess’s own words, this is the taste of home!

But Allen didn't think so. The name of the dish was "In the Fields of Hope", which was indeed a famous dish of the Hill family. It was invented during the war and had a long history. At that time, supplies were scarce, and the main ingredient was small fish caught from the river. These fish were of various species, not big, and had many bones.

These foreigners can't eat small fish with many bones.

Later, I don’t know which "genius" invented it, but these small fish were pickled and fermented according to a specific method for a period of time. When the small fish tasted sour and smelly, not only the fish meat became soft, but even the fish bones became soft. Finally, they were fried in a pan.

This is the fried mixed fish with a mixture of fishy and sour smells. Before serving, a layer of fennel is placed on the bottom of the plate, and finally the fried mixed fish is placed on it.

The green side dish base, with the golden and black fried fish on top, looks like a field of grain waiting to be harvested in the grass.

So the dish is named, In the Field of Hope.

It can be regarded as an enhanced version of "Great British Cuisine, Look Up at the Stars".

The chefs of the Hill family all know how to cook this dish, but what about the princess...

She learned this dish from her grandmother, the princess's grandmother...

He is from the Hill family.

…

Alan leaned back on the sofa, staring at the ceiling in the side hall.

He traveled more than 700 kilometers back and forth today, went to someone's house, and had a particularly unpalatable lunch. One of the dishes was even more difficult to swallow, and this dish was specially prepared for him by the princess, so...

He had no choice but to go against his conscience and force himself to eat a few bites, and he also had to praise the princess for her good cooking skills and her being the mother of the country.

It’s not that Alan is being pampered, it’s mainly the taste of the dish. The sour and stinky smell mixed with the smell of fennel is really hard to describe.

When Butler Hutt asked Alan about what happened today, it brought back painful memories.

In the past few years since he came here, everything else at home has been fine except for eating!

He eats very very poorly!

The old earl is a very traditional Englishman with a very stubborn character.

He could let his youngest son do whatever he wanted with everything except food!

The family is not short of money, so they can hire a chef to cook specifically for the younger son.

But there are three men in the family. Do we have to eat two kinds of food at the dinner table?

What kind of family are we if we can’t even eat together? The meals at home are all authentic British dishes that suit the old Earl’s taste!

What's so bad about British food?!

"Being too spoiled is not good! It will easily turn you into a waste."

These are the old earl’s exact words.

…

A heavy sound of footsteps came from afar, and just by listening to the sound, it seemed like some huge monster was approaching this side.

Alan came back to his senses, sat up, and stared coldly at the Hill family's chef, Old York, who was called by Butler Hutt!

"York, I'm giving you two choices now."

Looking at York's body weighing 300 pounds, Allen gave him a final ultimatum.

…

"Second Young Master! Let me explain..." Old York has black and white hair, and the most distinctive feature of his face is his big mouth, which makes him look like a catfish that has become a spirit.

When Hu Te called him over just now, he felt something was wrong. Now seeing the look in the second young master's eyes...

…

"I don't want to hear your explanation. Now, first of all, I don't care what method you use, get me two Chinese chefs in a short time! Your position will remain the same, but you will only be responsible for purchasing ingredients, not cooking."

"Second! I will send you to China, where you will learn cooking for two years, and then come back to be my chef. Now, give me your choice!"

…

As the saying goes, the first thing you do when you get ashore is to kill the person you love. But Alan is different. Now he is the one who calls the shots in this family!

He has tolerated this cook who can only cook "British home cooking" for a long time!

Now, after being reminded by Huth, he had to "kill" the cook first. Everything else could be bad, but Alan really couldn't stand this food!

…

"Second Young Master...I'm not going to China, I..."

"Okay!" Alan raised his hand and looked at the time. It was just past six o'clock.

"It's still early, go back now and pack your things and leave overnight. I'll be waiting for your good news!"

Listening to Allen's arrangements, York looked helplessly at Butler Hutt who was standing beside him.

Hut saw York's eyes and glanced towards the gate, feeling helpless.

…

"I understand, Second Young Master. I'll go now."