Three days later, on the outskirts of the city of Priest, Old Street.

Many of the shops are already under repair, and the buildings have been mottled over the decades, but most of the buildings have been erected around the perimeter of the buildings, and it can be seen that the exterior painting work has begun, and for some of the newer walls, it is basically a repaint, and for some of the old, crumbling walls, it has almost been rebuilt.

The owners of the shops are naturally very happy, who doesn't like the opportunity to renovate the shop for free, anyway, the business on this side of the old street is not very good, most of the shops are operating out of a habit, and they can also get a few rare days of vacation by taking advantage of this gap.

In the evening, these old street people who sat on benches and enjoyed the shade under the big trees noticed that one of the shops had just begun to open.

This is a shop opposite the Atelier Antoine, which was originally a tailor's shop, but it has been abandoned for several years.

But now, Antoine's alchemy workshop has been rebuilt into a grand workshop, and the shop opposite his house has naturally become a sought-after prime location.

People gathered to see what was going on here.

Because most of the shops are open during the day, unless it is a big city like Toruto, the flow of people at night is not enough to support the consumption of opening stores at night, and even restaurants that serve dinner will do business during the day and will not wait until the evening to open.

A few children were unrestrained and bold, and they ran to the door of the store, only to see two iron shelves in front of the store.

Under this iron frame is a slender stand, and above is a long iron box, look at it, you can see the opening at the top of the iron box, there is a red-hot charcoal fire inside, the weather is not too cold now, this does not look like a stove for heating, I don't know what it is used for.

Then two men were seen coming out of the shop, and they remembered as young men from the old street, who had been doing some manual work in the city of Priest, and had barely made much money, and could barely make a living.

"Langton, what are you doing here?"

Someone asked.

"This is Mr. Ian Gray's shop, and he saw that we were working hard in Prestster City, so he left it to the two of us to take care of it."

The young man known as Langton had slightly curly hair, his skin was swarthy from years of exposure to the sun, he was tall, thin and lean, he was dressed in a short shirt and an apron, and it was evident that he was cooking a meal.

"Here's what to do, uh, barbecue restaurant."

At Langton's side, his partner Holland said that Holland was shorter, slightly chubby, and had strong muscles visible under his short sleeves.

Holland pointed to the sign on the top of the shop, which read "Crescent Barbecue" in a neat lingua franca font.

"Barbecue?"

Some people showed puzzled expressions, they all knew that barbecue, a cooking method from desert countries, was quite popular among young people, but the two iron shelves in front of them really couldn't imagine how to make them.

And, according to people's general perception, cooking should be done in the kitchen, and now in the open air, how to do it?

Langton shrugged, he didn't know how to make it at first, but Reiner carefully taught him all kinds of precautions, and he and Holland also had good understanding, and soon learned how to barbecue, he took the lamb from the freezer in the store and put it on the barbecue grill.

It can be seen that the bamboo skewers can be placed horizontally on this iron shelf, and the skewered meat is located on the charcoal fire, such a simple but exquisite design is amazing, the charcoal fire is very strong, and soon the mutton curls up slightly, and the white fat gradually deepens the color, plus Langton brushes the oil with a brush from time to time, and the roast meat makes a sizzling sound, which is extremely attractive.

Seeing that the heat was about the same, Langton directly turned the bamboo skewers and turned the meat over, and he grilled a dozen skewers at a time, with clean movements, obviously practicing many times.

At the end of the roast, he picked up the brush from the jar on the table beside him, which was a mixture of spices, including cumin, and Langton brushed it, and a burst of aroma that irritated his nose burst out immediately.

"The lamb skewers are ready! Brush with oil and cumin, roast until burnt, and the children next door are crying! ”

Holland spoke the shouting words Reiner had told him, tickling the hearts of the crowd of onlookers.

The children who were watching from the sidelines couldn't help but swallow their saliva, looking at their parents with their eyes, and their parents were helpless, after all, they themselves looked greedy, gritted their teeth, and stepped forward.

"Langton, how do you sell this lamb kebab?"

"Three strings of two copper coins, ten strings of six copper coins."

Holland pointed to the sign hanging in front of the store with a price list.

It can be seen that most of the barbecue skewers are between one copper coin and three copper coins, which are cheap and quite close to the people.

"Then we'll have three strings."

The parent said, and then took out the copper coin, handed it to Holland, and took three hot skewers.

When my father took a bite, the appearance was burnt and fragrant, fat and thin, and the tender and juicy lamb inside burst in the mouth, and the exotic spices of cumin and pepper effectively removed the smell of the mutton, and it was because of the high fire that the meat juice was locked in the meat skewers, which was extremely delicious.

"It's delicious!"

The three of them sighed in unison, hearing their exclamations, the people next to them could no longer hold back their appetites, and they all paid money to buy mutton skewers.

In addition to lamb skewers, the barbecue restaurant also offers cheap cold cola and ale, and there are not only lamb skewers, but also grilled sausages, grilled chicken thighs, grilled fish, grilled mushrooms, grilled eggplant, grilled potato chips and other vegetables, for a while, this barbecue restaurant, which has just opened in the evening, has become the center of the old street.

Tables and chairs are set up outside the store, and people who used to go from sunrise to sunset enjoy this moment of leisure, sitting together eating barbecue, drinking cold ale, and talking about their families.

The night breeze is slightly cool, the swaying lights shine on the noisy stalls, and the rich smell of cumin spreads throughout the street, and for a moment, the people of the old street seem to see the days when the old street was still prosperous many years ago, lively and crowded, everything is very busy, and everything is very full.

In the distance, Reiner and Claire, who watched all this, did not participate in the noisy feast, Claire tilted her head, although she recognized the charm of the kebabs, she also couldn't understand why this kind of humble barbecue in the open air would attract people to sit together.

"I've heard a phrase before, but now if I change it, I can probably apply it here."

Reiner saw Claire's confusion, patted her on the head, and said.

"For most people, the best barbecue is always the one downstairs of my house, which has nothing to do with the taste, but a familiar and cordial feeling."

Claire nodded as if she didn't understand, as if she understood something, but as if she didn't understand anything.

It's just that Claire knows that Reiner's eyes flashed with a certain sense of déjà vu as she looked at the people enjoying the barbecue.

Claire doesn't know that this kind of feeling is called nostalgia.