The Two Versions

"Of course, sir." He raised one of the bells, letting a thick aroma of sautéed vegetables. "This comes straight from our territory's fields across the river: rare plants that smoothen blood flow and skin. Ladies and gentlemen alike enjoy it so much that the prices soared."

He chuckled and raised the next bell, letting the savorous scent of grilled meat and melted fat fill his nostrils. "This comes straight from Litia's barn! It's the tenderloin of a tier-two cow, sir!"

Noticing Adam leaning forward, he clapped his hands.

"Of course, everyone knows about our angel Litia and her top-quality products. But I personally look up to Lilia, her older sister. I wish she selected me in her cooking team and allowed me to serve the king in his palace."

Adam nodded. It was true he had appointed her as the palace manager before his banishment, and he was glad the three sisters made a name for themselves.

However, the man followed up with a surprising question.