Everyone looks astonished and confused.
"Why? It is a delicious dish!” added Mr. Cake. “Is that right, Mr. Fisherich?"
“Et bien, you use Asian spices?” he sniffed the dish in front of him like an expert. “Black soy sauce. I don't smell any trouble, but y’all faces seems… not, why?” Mr. Fischenich looked at all their doubtful faces in surprise.
The drill lady made it clear that the dish had left them with a bad memory. Of course what the drill hair and glamor lady told was exactly what Mr. Cake tell me.
“So you invited me just as a testimony, Monsieur Moncef Keymark?" asked Mr. Fischenich with a slightly disappointed tone.
Everyone fell silent, and I found it a little awkward.
"You can get the recipe for free if you want, how about that?" Mr. Cake said to bid him. From his somewhat forced laughing expression it seemed that Mr. Cake ran out of excuses for that one.
The atmosphere returned to silence for a moment.
The bald Fischenich man sighed.
"Son, I'm not that bad," he added, looking at everyone again. “Fine, fine, I understand the outline.”
He took the first bite. I could see the people around were nervous. Neither of them blinked.
"Hey, miss, can I have the fish?" whispered the old grandma. “I don't understand why those people don't want to eat. But those fish look tempting, even the old me, eh?”
I explained to the old woman what had happened. The problem is that me and Mr. Cake bought at the aquarium fish market in Horley. Plus he told about the poison that can kill humans when exposed to its thorns. I thought the old grandma discouraged her intentions, but she wanted to eat it even more. Hm… maybe old women are not afraid of death?
I approached Mr. Cake and whispered about the old woman who wanted to ask for a bit of the fish.
Without objection, Mr. Cake to the kitchen to bring one dish for the old grandmother.
"This is for you grandma, please enjoy yourself!"
The food has arrived at the table.
“Wow, thanks, son!” The old woman without thinking for a long time immediately enjoyed the meal calmly. All eyes were on her.
“Mark, why are you concerned with outsiders?” protested Miss Pusscat which made the old woman stop her fork for a moment.
“Uhh, am I interrupting?”
"Ehm ... no grandma, please continue!" replied Miss Pusscat embarrassedly.
***
After a few minutes their food was half down, while the bald uncle's had left the bones. Surprisingly the grandmother ate quite fast and managed to keep up with Mr. Fischenich.
“I-this is amazing! T-tell me can I get another one to pack?”
"Sorry grandma, that's just the last one" I told her. She looked sad but I also couldn't do much other than get her a glass of water.
The bald man's uncle poured syrup in his glass.
"Why are you guys? When it's cold the taste will decrease! Stop wasting restaurant grade food!” Mr. Fischenich, whose tone was firm, suddenly made them hesitate.
They still looked doubtful. However Mr. Cake shows black bottle. They then began to lift the fork.
Bite after bite… they realized that their fear had vanished.
Within minutes, they seemed to be enjoying the dish. I kinda stifled a laugh when Mr. Cake stared at Ms. Pusscat mockingly.
“Funny thing is delicious, I admit it, Mark!” added the glamorous woman somewhat confused. “I can't say for sure, but this sure is weird. Did you replace the fish?”
"Non. It's the same as before. One of the most poisonous fish and can cause cardiovascular disorders. Well, like a heart attack?”
“Stonefish,” added the bald man, Mr. Fischelich. “Still in the same family as lionfish. I’m not sure if this includes exotic foods but very nutritious. You guys don't take it for granted, I could sell this in my restaurant for a couple hundred plus pounds!"
Not surprising to me. We bought it at twenty pounds per kilo anyway. I mean the fact that fish are venonous on their spines of course catching them requires some special skills.
“This is just the starter. As you can see, it has turned into a delicious and healthy meal. So that you can conclude for yourself, how could this kill so many people,” Mr. Cake explained.
"But that doesn't change the fish is the most poisonous, does it?" replied Miss Pusscat objectionably.
"Yes and no," Mr. Cake shook his head casually.
Meanwhile Miss Pussett's mouth was still chewing. I'm a little worried she choked on the bone.
“It's delicious! I didn't understand why at the time was harmful, but now it's delicious!”
Miss Pusscat lightly smacked her comrade on the head which made me laugh a little.
Now several people's plates have run out leaving bones. I, without any code cues, immediately took him to the back of the kitchen. Then return to the original place.
“Two things Mark. First, it's a poisonous fish. Second, there is a possibility that at that time you dared to process it and then there was a slight negligence that caused you to fail to process the fish. do you remember? At that time, you said you were learning pufferfish processing instrumentation?”
“Exactment!” added Mr. Cake. “Like you said, Gwen, Mr. Fischenich also taught me that,”
“Of course I didn't allow him to process the fish on running shop! After all, I have no rights. It's like training with a certificate! I just want to broaden his horizons. Instead what he is cooking right now is the easier version,” explained Mr bald head, Mr. Fischenich.
Some of the syrup dispensers had run out, I immediately refilled them. Meanwhile, the grandma also wanted to drink the syrup. So before returning, I added one dispenser just for her.
The neat blonde haired man spoke up, “So it's like a poisonous snake? I've heard in Amsterdam, they say snakes can be eaten,"
"Exactly, but that's not true,"
Mr. Cake returned to the kitchen to bring the remains of the dorsal fin that had been cut.
“First I want to correct you, Herald. The snake is not poisonous. But venomous!"
“Eh? Isn't that the same thing?" objected Miss drill hair.
Well that's it! Is it not just a matter of words? I mean poison and venom… aren't they the same thing? But somehow they have two different vocabularies. Well, I'm not sure about that either.
“Let me explain. People often make mistakes in mentioning which in the end will still lead to misunderstandings. Poisonous, or spelled “p-o-i-s-o-n-o-u-s” and venomous, or spelled “v-e-n-o-m-o-u-s” are two very different things.”
Mr. Cake then took the spiny dorsal fin from the kitchen. Then, he brought the tip of the fin spines close to gently touching his skin as if he was practicing biology lessons on his students..
"The most common comparison for the level of activity of side effects, if it's venomous, the effect is when it's injected or punctured, while poisonous when it's ingested. Well in fact, poison if inhaled, swallowed, and stabbed is still poisoning your body,”
The thorn's dorsal fin was then pointed at the end.
“Like a cobra, with its fangs it will tear the surface of the skin and then inject the venom into the blood circulation. The blood thickens and within minutes, the victim will die. Just like the dorsal fin, this is how it works," he added. "Venom is only active when it enters the blood circulation. Or at least he got into the gap in the body with the wound,”
“So roughly speaking, you can drink any veonom from venomous animal?”
That's a pretty taboo question in my opinion. What are people drinking it for anyway?
Mr. Cake shrugged his shoulders.
“While in the oral cavity there were no other wounds or bleeding. Some say it tastes sweet. Although, I will never be able and willing to prove that. Reality can be surprising,"
Their faces became horrified. Well, I felt disgusted myself after hearing that.
“But, Mark, it still has potential. I mean you said 'while in the oral cavity and so on there is no bleeding'. If it was applied to the past, it would still work,” Miss Pusscat still protests.
The glamor woman took out a document from her bag.
“According to forensics at that time, some people were caused by their cardiovascular disorder, so that it triggered a heart attack with a very high potential. It matches the stonefish you said earlier,”
She then handed the paper to Mr. Cake.
“Thank you, Ms. Mcpherson,” he explained after a brief reading. “After all, there are two problematic matters. The first forensic results said that there was cocaine in the victim's body. Meanwhile, stonefish contains verrucotoxin. Secondly, in cooking, venom if cooked at a temperature of one hundred degrees, they will break down into protein. In this case verrucotoxin is included,”
Everyone is shocked.
"Is it true?" The drill haired woman looked the most surprised.
"Well, that's true, Verdamant,” Mr. Cake added while patting Mr. Fischenich. "That's why I brought this person."
Mr. Fischenich explained in more detail.
“… if it's a pufferfish then I'll finish its ass myself! But for this one it doesn't matter. Everything was exactly as he described.”
Ms. Pusscat noted this. While Mr. Cake told me to take cakes for people.
"Alright, my explanation is done. Let's discuss what has to be discussed,” Mr. Cake said seriously.
Ms. Pusscat groaned.
"Why not from the beginning?"
"Because I'm an opportunist, like a cat, Gwen,”
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