Chapitre 69: 69th Time

Patakha counted even the smallest detail and increased the skepticism and disbelief of the passers-by. A loud knock on the door brought total silence and Patakha, faithful to his custom, trembling, went to open the door.

At the door a gigantic and burly Inca royal guard greeted him.

--¿....?

--The Great Mother of the Inca peoples says, that she considers your offer to be the royal cook as good and you must leave immediately. Of course, if he wants to receive fifteen talents of salary and room in the palace itself.

Patakha opened his eyes wide when he saw the gigantic palanquin parked in front of his restaurant and the beautiful woman's voice came out of it.

--Very good your salad; I hope you have excellent dishes to prepare, royal cook of the Inca court, Mr. Patakha.