Summary
My father was a renowned chef in the neighboring villages, and his Roasted Whole Lamb was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, making everyone crave it.
The Regent’s favored Concubine heard of it and summoned my father to the Royal Mansion to cook, specifically requesting the Roasted Whole Lamb.
My father went, but when he was thrown out, his skin and flesh had been burned and ruined by fire.
It turned out that the Concubine had a sudden whim and wanted a Roasted Whole Lamb without the taste of lamb.
When my mother found out, she did not shed a single tear.
But three months later, she set up a large pot at the gate of the Royal Mansion and began selling lamb.