Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 1285 - 641: Some Things, You Have to Do Yourself!_3

Chapter 1285: Chapter 641: Some Things, You Have to Do Yourself!_3

Upon entering the hall, Sean Knight saw that it was packed, realizing Howard Richardson hadn’t exaggerated.

To Sean’s surprise, there were many people from Xinjiang, but even more locals, discernible from their accents.

The two followed the waiter to a private room, and as the door closed, the noisy sound was shut outside.

The waiter brought the menu, and Faye Shelton said:

"Big Bro, the food here is very authentic. You’re the expert, you order."

"Alright." Sean was straightforward, looked at the beautifully dressed ethnic waitress, and asked:

"Addison, do you use fresh Red Willow for the Red Willow Barbecue?"

"No," the waitress was a bit embarrassed, "not fresh."

"Okay then, one kilogram of hand-grabbed mutton, ten skewers of iron-sign barbecue, ten skewers of barbecued tendons, one shelf meat, and one serving of mutton rib noodles, it’s not the soup kind, right? I see the picture here looks like the spicy sheep’s foot kind?"

"Yes. Are you from Xinjiang?" the waiter asked, listening to Sean’s proficient ordering.

"Yes." Sean smiled, "I can tell the difference with that region’s meat."

"Rest assured, our meat definitely comes from the cattle and sheep of the Yili Mountains in Xinjiang!" The waiter, also from Xinjiang, was happy to hear that Sean was from his hometown.

"Thank you then, beautiful Gulara."

The waiter left happily, and Howard Richardson asked:

"Since you’re here on business, for the time being, I’ll be your dedicated driver. Wherever you want to go, I’ll take you there. Once your business is done, I’ll take you out for some fun."

"Right, business first," Sean said with a smile, "How about you guys, when are you two getting married?"

"We’ll wait, we both haven’t had enough fun yet," Howard said, wrapping his arm around Faye’s shoulder.

Faye gave him a glare and said with a smile:

"Big Bro, do you have a girlfriend yet? Want me to introduce you to some? A few of my girlfriends are quite eligible."

"Big Bro, don’t worry about it," Howard said with a laugh, "He’s too outstanding. It’s others who chase after him."

Sean waved his hand and said:

"I’m a bad boy, better not wreak havoc on others in this regard."

This was the first time Faye heard someone self-label as a ’bad boy’ and was somewhat puzzled.

"Big Bro’s girlfriends are more than one, including princesses and billionaires’ daughters, and they are all dead set on him..." Howard explained for Sean.

Noticing that Faye’s face was turning sour as she looked at him, Howard quickly amended:

"Little Faye, I am different from Big Bro. I am dedicated to you alone."

"Humph!" Faye wrinkled her nose and turned her head away, ignoring him.

Howard felt greatly wronged; it was clearly Sean’s fault, so why was she angry at him?

Watching their reactions, Sean found it amusing. He didn’t say anything, just slowly sipped his rose tea.

"Big Bro, I heard that in Xinjiang, tea in restaurants is free, right?" Faye brought up a topic she saw online.

"Yes, tea and napkins are mostly free. But ordinary restaurants offer brick tea, and the better ones offer rose tea like this or Sanpaotai tea. However, Sanpaotai is mostly chargeable now."

As they spoke, the waiter knocked and then brought in the steaming barbecue.

"The service is quick today," Howard said, somewhat surprised. "Usually, it takes a while."

"Let’s eat," Sean smiled at the waiter, grabbed a piece of barbecue, habitually wiped the skewer tip with a napkin, and bit into the meat.

"Good, young lamb, nicely barbecued!" Sean gave a thumbs up, "It’s grass-fed lamb, not bad at all!"

The waiter smiled at Sean’s praise.

After the waiter left, Howard and Faye also began to eat.

"Big Bro, this taste—why does it seem better than what we usually eat?"

"Because I’m here," Sean joked, "Just kidding, it’s because the barbecue is perfectly done, and they served it promptly.

No matter how tasty the barbecue is, if it’s been off the grill for 10 minutes before serving, it wouldn’t taste as good. Actually, standing next to the barbecue stove and eating it straight off the fire tastes the best."

While talking, Sean had already eaten three skewers and then turned to grab some tendons.

"Actually, in our area this is more common at street stalls or small shops, not just tendons but also things like heart tubes, faux kidneys, intestines, etc. You guys probably aren’t used to that."

"Not just unused to it, I haven’t even heard of them," Howard said with a laugh, "But honestly, the hot and fresh taste is really delicious."

They ordered a lot of meat, but frankly, with Sean’s current appetite, he could eat it all by himself.

And Faye was just nibbling at the barbecue, her favorite being the spicy mutton rib noodles.

Tasty and spicy.

Sean was eating quickly; as he was finishing his meal, his mobile phone rang.

He pulled it out and saw that it was a call from Elder Hassan.

It was noisy outside, so Sean gestured to Howard and Faye with his hand and turned away to answer the call.

"Elder Hassan, hello."

"Mr. Knight, hello. I wanted to talk to you about something, the preliminary Copper Mine we confirmed has an accompanying golden mine, and the experts say it has high grade, what do you think..."

"How big is the reserve?"

"According to experts from Xinjiang, it’s about 100 tons."

"Then go ahead with mining. Procure the equipment directly from inside China, and deduct it from the coal mine’s income—I suggest dividing it as with the coal mine, what do you think?"

"Very good, I was thinking the same."

After hanging up the phone, Sean put away his mobile phone.

"Big Bro, did you discover a golden mine over there?" Howard asked while still eating.

"Yeah. Afghanistan is quite rich in mineral resources," Sean said nonchalantly, "I have a good relationship with the elders there, so it’s a collaboration. It’s also somewhat thanks to the One Belt and One Road initiative."

Howard and Faye exchanged a glance, both with complex expressions.

Sean’s phone rang again.

This time, it was from Director Helen.