Divorced Dad's Gourmet Shop

Chapter 392: Chapter 391: The World’s Second-Best Hotel? Two Cuties Huddle Together Missing Jiang Liu

Du Qin sighed and replied, "It’s true, President Cui. I’m not joking. Xia Lianshan can also attest to it. Boss Jiang’s food is at a level that completely outclasses international menus. In his presence, I don’t even dare call myself a chef."

"I’ll say it again: I’m serious, and my mind is perfectly clear!"

??? President Cui was stunned.

’He looks... like he’s telling the truth?’

’But the problem is, that’s just too much praise.’

’And what he found most baffling was...’

’Was this really the same Executive Chef Du who was so proud of his own culinary skills?’

Heh.

’You walked out of here with your chest puffed out, a look of complete disdain on your face.’

’How did eating a few buns turn you into a complete fanboy?’

’Have you lost your mind, or has the whole world gone crazy?’

Du Qin waited a few minutes, but there was no reply from President Cui. ’He’s probably in shock,’ he thought.

He edited and sent another message: "President Cui, I have a suggestion. How about we rename the hotel to ’Second-Best Hotel in the World’? I think it sounds very impressive!"

President Cui: "???? [Smile]"

President Cui: "Why are you talking such nonsense? Impossible. And let me ask you, is that place in South City really as good as you say? Are you sure it’s on a higher level than us?"

Du Qin: "Yes, I’m sure! It’s unbelievably delicious. Whether it’s the ingredients or the cooking technique, it’s on a whole other level. Otherwise, why would so many rich people from Jing City come all this way to eat? Are they stupid? I suspect the reason our business has been slow lately is because Boss Jiang opened his restaurant."

Du Qin: "Today, while I was just eating a few buns, I saw Jiang Xiaoqian, Lu Benyi, Yang Zhengwu’s daughter, and President Lin from the Squirrel Factory. President Cui, do you really think all of that is a coincidence?"

President Cui gave up the struggle. "Fine, I get it. I’ll see if I can find some free time later to go over and taste it for myself."

...

「A little after eight in the morning.」

The warm sun dried the damp morning air, and waves of floral fragrance drifted by—the scent of osmanthus from the small garden next door.

At this moment, Jiang Liu had already sold out of everything.

A few young corporate slaves were helping each other out the door, their lips bright red. There was no telling how much chili oil they’d eaten.

Many regular customers said goodbye to Jiang Liu, scooping up a whole five or six grams of his chili condiment in a small disposable dish on their way out.

Who gives a damn?

What’s the point of saving face?

Isn’t Boss Jiang’s chili condiment amazing?

It’s awesome even if you just slurp it down at home!

The customers who’d waited in line but didn’t get to buy anything looked utterly dejected. Their gazes made Jiang Liu instinctively protect his steamers.

He was afraid one of them might lose their mind and lick his steamers.

The last group of customers got up, satisfied, and started chatting as they wiped the tables for Jiang Liu.

"That was amazing today! Boss Jiang, your chili oil is out of this world, especially the chili flakes inside. They’re so spicy and fragrant when you chew them!"

"Little Boss Jiang, you’ve got to keep it up! Keep this restaurant open until you’re eighty! It’d be best if, hehe, you could see me off to the end. I can’t live a single day without your food~"

"Same here! Brother Jiang, if you ever close up shop, I’d seriously hunt you down to the ends of the earth and drag you back to keep making buns for me! Haha, just kidding."

"Let me mop for you. I’m not doing anything anyway, so I might as well get some exercise." An older woman snatched the mop from Jiang Liu and expertly began to mop the floor.

Jiang Liu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

He didn’t insist.

This older woman had mopped for him at least five times now. He had tried to refuse the first time, but it was useless. You just don’t argue with an auntie.

’If she wants to dote on you, you just have to accept it.’

Jiang Liu turned to the old man who wanted to be "seen off" and said, "I really might keep the restaurant open until I’m eighty. My daughter keeps telling me I have to support her until she retires at sixty."

The customers burst out laughing.

"That Tongtong is such a character. If only my girl were half as amusing as yours."

"Boss Jiang, how about you let me take care of your daughter for a couple of days?"

"I don’t think so," Jiang Liu said with a smile and a wave of his hand. "I don’t have the authority to make that call. You’d have to ask her, and you’d have to ask her mother. Her mom treasures her more than anything."

The moment he mentioned Jun Qingmeng, everyone immediately went quiet.

The rumor had spread everywhere by now.

Boss Jiang’s wife was a famous, wealthy young lady from Jing City, who was also notoriously fierce and difficult to get along with.

No one dared to provoke her.

Once the customers were gone, Jiang Liu sat down at the counter and tallied up his earnings.

There weren’t any major surprises.

The morning’s revenue was over 270,000.

The new store was also doing great, earning 40,000.

Yue Longfan and Hu Yongfa were each leading a team now, working in two separate shifts.

They reported pretty much everything to Jiang Liu.

Jiang Liu usually just read their reports and didn’t reply.

Everyone was very busy.

After he finished cleaning up, Jiang Liu opened his phone.

His darling had sent him several WeChat messages.

Jun Qingmeng: "[A sticker of a little yellow duck running away] Darling, Tongtong and I are at the kindergarten. I was thinking about you the whole way here. I miss you so much, boo hoo."

Jun Qingmeng: "[Photo]"

Jun Qingmeng: "Honey, I’ve realized something. I really can’t be away from you for even a moment. Can we please get married soon?! I really can’t sleep at night knowing we haven’t registered our marriage."

Jun Qingmeng: "Tongtong and I have teamed up to love you."

Jun Qingmeng: "Tongtong went to her classroom to arrange the stools, and I’m in my office catching up on lesson plans. There are so many... [A sticker of a rabbit crying in despair]"

Jun Qingmeng: "[A sticker of a little yellow duck asking for a kiss]"

Jiang Liu tapped on the photo.

In the photo, Jun Qingmeng was holding Tongtong. The two of them were staring pitifully at the camera, looking like they were about to start shivering.

Jiang Liu replied: "Alright, alright, don’t be sad. I care about you two very much, too."

Jiang Liu: "It’s okay, the day will be over before you know it. Don’t overthink it, just keep yourself busy."

Jiang Liu: "We’ll get married right after we get the household registration sorted out. [Pat on the head]"

After replying, Jiang Liu heard construction next door and went over to give them a few bottles of juice.

The workers thanked him profusely, their motivation soaring.

A perk like this was better than a hundred-yuan bonus. Boss Jiang’s juice wasn’t something you could just buy with money. You had to wait in a long line, and even then, there was no guarantee you’d get any.

"DING!"

Just then, Jiang Liu received a friend request.

Jiang Liu opened it. The user’s profile picture was a landscape photo.

Without thinking much of it, he accepted the request.

A few seconds later, a message arrived: "Hello, is this Mr. Jiang? I’m Ren Qinghe, the general manager in charge of renovating your villa. You can just call me Xiao Ren."

Jiang Liu: "Oh, okay. I usually don’t have time to go over there and check, so I’ll have to trouble you to keep a close eye on things for me. It would be best if it turns out like the reference pictures."

Ren Qinghe: "Don’t worry, Mr. Jiang. I’ll keep a close watch on it. I’ll do my best to make sure you’re satisfied with the renovation and design!"

Jiang Liu: "Thank you for your hard work."

After replying, Jiang Liu scrolled through Douyin for a while.

During that time, the Vegetable Boss’s wife came by, and he gave her two portions of Fuqi Feipian.

In return, the Vegetable Boss’s wife gave him fifty fresh river shrimp, weighing several pounds.

He checked on the new store again.

On the screen, the employees were diligently cleaning up.

Hu Yongfa was passionately making buns.

Jiang Liu nodded in satisfaction, closed up his shop, and went to a dessert shop to buy a bag of popcorn.

When he returned to his shop, a long line had already formed under the scorching sun, snaking from the entrance in a 7-shape before turning a corner.

The security guards from the Phoenix District were unfazed, casually chatting with some big-shot boss about the key points of waiting in line.

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