Magic Stone Gourmet Novels & Stories

We both removed our arms from the table and sat down properly. I stared at a plate that the waiter put down. Gold-leaf wrapped its small contents. Its shape is round. Its molding is perfect. It's decorated with a chocolate carving in the shape of a local stilt fisherman with a glowing stone. Just one mouthful of meaty food, it was gone immediately. I don't think I'll be full if I eat that. That's probably why its price reached a hundred thousand because of a precious and shining stone. But why is there still something like that? Is the stone edible? 'Didn't we order food?! Why is rock served?

Magic Stone company finally stepped on survival. The first day of mass production was total chaos–a beautiful chaos, I must say. The machines perfectly duplicated potions with stunning precision. One vial went in, ten duplicates finding it's way out of the machine. Each one was with the same bright glow, same density, and same sweet scent of enchanted rosemary with charged silver. By the second day on it, we had crates ready for distribution. We hired large trucks that delivered to Alpha and Mayors across the entire regions where we had customers.

However, Amelia wanted raw stones, and there were only two vendors selling them, both quoting outrageous prices. Scarface, fanning himself with a paper fan, said, "Mr. Finch, this isn’t fair—three stones for a thousand?" Barry Finch, the vendor, grinned slickly. "These stones are authentic Mountain stones! You should at least cover my travel expenses." He then gestured at another item. "Sir, business is tough these days. How about this—you buy something else, and I’ll throw in the stones. What do you think of this antique incense jade pot? It's got some real history!"

Obviously, she had never seen such a guest before who ordered the most expensive food and used thousands of top-grade mysterious crystals just to feed on his two pets. The Gathering of the World was known as the most luxurious place in the entire Stone Mouth City. Basically, the ingredients of every dish were beasts full of Spiritual Qi and precious medicine, which could nourish the masters and play important roles in their cultivation. In particular, its specialties, which ordinary aristocratic families could not afford, had a magical effect like magic elixirs. In the Stone Mouth City, many masters could only have a feast in the Gathering of the World after working hard to save money for ha

"Hello, you must be Celena, Ms. Stone, right?" Celena rose to her feet, a puzzled smile on her lips as she shook his hand. "And you are?" "Ms. Stone, a pleasure. I'm Maksen Luke, the proud owner of Quintessence Grill. I heard about your group dining with us tonight and couldn't resist whipping up some of our finest creations for you. And these." He said, nodding at the wine, "Are two bottles of the finest Romanée-Conti!" With a flourish, Maksen directed the waiters to lay out the feast and set the wine on the table, signaling for one to uncork the bottles.

Silently, he set down his tools and sat at the dining table to start eating. He hadn’t had a chance to eat lunch, and the food was delicious. He couldn’t remain silent forever, so he asked, "Did you make this yourself?" "No, it’s from the Summit." The masseur froze. "What?" The Summit was a private restaurant in Jeswood, known for its excellent Jelaston cuisine, but you had to make a reservation to eat there, and not everyone could book a table. Moreover, the prices were exorbitant. They claimed to use only organic vegetables and the like.

The scrawny old man walked over and said with a smile, "Mister, it takes luck to bet on rough stones. One stone here costs one million bucks. If you’re lucky, you can even get suet white jade or even imperial jade. But If you’re out of luck, then you might end up with a low-quality agate stone..." After introducing the rules of stone gambling, the scrawny old man asked, "Mister, I wonder if you’re brave enough to gamble on stones?" There was a slight mockery in his tone. Jay asked, "Can we really find suet white jade here?”

However, Yama was no ordinary guest who had just dropped by to sample a grilled meat dish with foreign flavors and unusual seasonings. "The head of a practitioner, that's my order! He's no more than fifteen years old!" said Yama, expressing his order nonchalantly. The waiter was silent for a moment, taken aback by Yama's statement. This was no ordinary guest, and it was clear he was familiar with the real business behind the house's unsold services. "How many Hellstones do you have?" the waiter asked cautiously. "As much as you want," Yama replied succinctly. He placed a Hellstone pouch on the table, the contents of which, though random, contained at least 500 Hellstones.

Jess said beside me. "Ummm it's damn good".I was still chewing when I asked " What is this, they taste so good? I can eat dozens of this.I thought they were nuggets but they do not taste like nuggets".I took another bite waiting for my answer. They had a weird twitch on their face . "These are Rocky Mountain oysters. This was special on yesterday's menu".Willow answered. " Whatever that is, it taste so good " Jess looked like she was in heaven.

He hung up with a wink at me that made me laugh. “What is your good news?” I asked. “News of my current pack status has already spread to some of my colleagues. The two of us have been invited to an executive party tonight at Monocal.” I didn’t bother hiding my surprise. Monocal was one of Moonstone Pack’s most important clients. They bought up almost all of our high-end blooming feldspar, a fruit that grew high in our mountains and that could only be harvested every two years.