I fed the burgers to Dusty, Hurt and Carlo, who were willing to do the research, so I decided to let them be the experts.

I knew hamburgers as a matter of knowledge, but I had not run a specialty restaurant in a previous life. It is better to leave the details of each ingredient to the experts.

After spending some time with this thought, Carlo arrives in the middle of the day when the customers are calm.

He had asked Carlo to select the meat for the hamburgers so that he could make a better combination.

'Tori, the hamburgers are ready!

Oh, really?

I was looking forward to it so much that I couldn't help but get excited.

Carlo nodded and showed me the contents of the paper bag in his hand.

I brought it with me, can I have it baked here?

'Yes, of course.

There are no guests in the dining room now, and not many travelers from outside come in to stay the night.

My father and Letty are resting on the fourth floor, and my mother is cleaning the garden.

I don't have a problem if I'm in the kitchen working on the hamburgers.

After moving to the kitchen and washing his hands, Carlo takes two pieces of meat from a paper bag and puts them on the cutting board.

'Oh, are these the ingredients you used for the p t ?

'Yeah, I used two different kinds.'

Looking at the two pieces of meat, one of them was immediately recognizable.

'I know this one is Aigfang, but I don't know what the other one is,' he said.

One size larger than the flesh of a reddish eigfang. I don't know what kind of meat this is.

'It's the meat Tori saw in the store before.

''At the store before?''

We buy most of our meat at Carlo's but the last time I visited Carlo's was with Ira and my father. That's when my dad was .......

'Oh, Black Buffalo?

'Correct.'

Carlo's words with a laugh seemed to clear up the blur in my head.

Come to think of it, my father used to have a hard time deciding between Black Buffalo meat and Aigfang meat.

Oh, I see. So I minced the two meats and mixed them together.

'Yeah, seven for Aigfang and three for Black Buffalo?

That's about the rough ratio. That's very helpful. It must have been hard to find out that much.

It was hard work. Every day I minced meat and made my own food. I don't want to eat hamburgers for a while now.

Carlo stares into the void with eyes like some dead fish.

Yes, even the son of a butcher who loves meat had a hard time eating minced meat everyday.

Just mixing two kinds of meat is a lot of work, because you have to experiment with proportions and so on. Carlo must have gone through a tremendous amount of trouble to experiment with so many kinds of meat.

In fact, he probably didn't even want to look at this p t .

Thank you. I'll cook them right away.

'Yes, you don't have to cook mine.

After placing the patties on the pan, Carlo leaves the kitchen, not wanting to see them anymore.

It must have been a hardship for Carlo, who loves meat so much, to end up like that.

While I was waiting for the meat to cook, I made Carlo some fruit juice.

Carlo drank it and his face seemed to come alive.

When the hamburger steak was cooked, we first tried it as it was.

'It's tougher than the hamburger steak I made, but it seems to be packed with the flavor of meat.

'Yes, the previous hamburger was tasty enough on its own, but I thought it should be less tender and more filling if you are going to eat it as a hamburger.'

Even the hamburgers in my previous life were not as tender as my hamburgers. They were made a little firmer with the idea of sandwiching it in a bun.

Carlo must have adjusted it in the same way.

I tried it with bread, lettuce and tomato, and it was more satisfying.

If you eat it as a hamburger, this one is better.

'If you eat it as a hamburger, the one Tori made is probably tastier and correct, but if you eat it as a hamburger, I think this one is better.'

To be honest, in terms of the taste of the hamburger by itself, the one I made is better.

But for some reason, when eaten with other ingredients, Carlo's hamburger steak tastes many times better.

Thank you. I'll use the hamburger steak that Carlo made for me.

'Good. It was worth all my trouble.

Thanks to Carlo's help in adjusting the hamburger, I made an unexpected discovery.

That's what a butcher's son should do.

'Well, I'll ask Hurt to select the vegetables based on this.

Yes, please do. Call me when the burgers are almost done.

When I say this, Carlo smiles and leaves, satisfied.

He must have left the butcher shop on his way home. I thank Carlo for making adjustments to the hamburgers in the midst of his daily business.

We need to make sure that Carlo's efforts are not in vain and that the hamburgers are delicious.