"It's truly delicious; this dish is much tastier than dry bread! Henry will definitely like it. Such a long preservation time is too suitable for mercenaries going on missions." Corbin loudly praised after eating the last bite.
Hugh wiped his mouth contentedly:
"Those mercenaries sometimes can't bite into the dry bread and have to put it in water to boil until soft, but after boiling, it turns into a pot of paste."
As a merchant, Corbin's conditions when going out for business were quite good; there was plenty of food in the caravan, and spices could be taken and used at any time.
But mercenaries were different. If they accepted an escort mission, like the Silver Horns mercenary squad hired by the Halun caravan year-round, they also got to follow along and eat a hot meal with enough flavor.
Corbin was someone who never mistreated himself; he brought his beloved chef wherever he went, so those following him also got to eat well.
