Chapter 524: He Agreed? Fu Yuan’s Excitement

Chapter 524: Chapter 524: He Agreed? Fu Yuan’s Excitement

Zhu Getting sat in his chair, shaking his head as he listened to the neighbors’ shameless boasting.

If Fu Yuan’s Sichuan cooking skills were really that pathetic, Yu Guohua wouldn’t have been so thoroughly defeated.

The renovations next door were complete.

The workers chatted casually with Jiang Liu as they finished up.

"My goodness! Boss Jiang, I’ve never seen so many big shots in my life."

"Not just big shots, but celebrities too! A lot of them were wearing masks. They might even be famous stars you see on TV all the time!"

The foreman said nervously, "I was sweating bullets working today. I kept feeling like I was being watched by dozens of President Wangs."

The other workers nodded, feeling the exact same way.

’Working for Boss Jiang is so damn exciting!’

Jiang Liu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. "Just treat them like regular people, that’s all," he said. "It’s nothing. You’ve all worked hard lately. Come by the shop when you have time, and I’ll treat you to some juice."

"It’s no trouble, no trouble at all! Working for Brother Jiang means we get good food. It’d be worth it even if you didn’t pay us."

"Haha, I’ll remember that! Next time I come over, you have to treat me to juice. My girlfriend is always whining about how she wants to drink your juice," a young worker said, looking delighted.

Without another word, Jiang Liu went back and got two bottles of juice for each worker as a thank-you for their recent hard work and dedication.

After all, the juice was nothing to him.

The workers left with their juice and the construction debris.

Just then, several staff members carried a large steamer, about one cubic meter in size, into the shop.

"Boss Jiang, your custom-made steamer has arrived. Where do you want it?"

"Put it in the back," Jiang Liu said, pointing to a spot.

Ever since yesterday, high-end cooking equipment had been arriving one after another.

After everything was set up, Jiang Liu picked up his phone at the counter and sent a message to Jun Xinghe: "Everything’s ready, no problems here. I’ve ordered plenty of fresh ingredients. He’s planning to use his own seasonings, right?"

Jun Xinghe was in his office looking over documents. He received the message and replied instantly: "That’s right, he’s using his own. If everything’s all set, should I tell them to come over?"

Jun Xinghe: "Do you need an assistant? I know a lot of great Sichuan chefs. I’m sure they’d do it as a favor to me if I mentioned your name."

’It would be a lie to say I’m not nervous. Even though I have faith in my son-in-law, his opponent is coming on strong.’

Jiang Liu: "No need. It won’t make a difference whether I have one or not. Uncle Jun, go ahead and notify them. The sooner we get this over with, the sooner I can go home and sleep."

’Wouldn’t it be better to be home sleeping with my wife and daughter?’

As for Fu Yuan, Jiang Liu wasn’t too worried. The recipes from the Ancient Sichuan Cuisine Recipe combined with his Premium Seasonings gave him complete confidence.

’If I can’t win even with these cheats, I might as well just go hang myself.’

Jun Xinghe: "Alright. How about 7:30 PM? That shouldn’t interfere with your business hours, right?"

Jiang Liu: "That works. We’re usually wrapping up around 7:30."

Jun Xinghe sent a message to Morse: "The competition will start at 7:30 tonight. Where are you now?"

A relaxed smile appeared on Morse’s face when he received the message.

He casually replied: "Right here in South City. 7:30 it is. I’ll be bringing reporters with me. Also, I hope Mr. Jun hasn’t forgotten our agreement!"

After sending the reply, Morse turned to Fu Yuan and said breezily, "We’ve got news."

"What’s the word?" Fu Yuan asked nervously, clenching his fists.

He was terrified that Jiang Liu would back out at the last minute, that he’d find out how skilled Fu Yuan was and not dare to compete. If that happened, his and Morse’s plan would be completely ruined.

"Take a guess," Morse said, deliberately keeping him in suspense.

"Mr. Mo, seeing how happy you are, that self-important Head Chef Jiang must be ready, right?" Fu Yuan said with a smirk.

"Yes. 7:30 tonight. We’ll head out in a bit."

"Oh! I guessed right! I can finally go and crush this ant that’s been jumping the highest!"

Fu Yuan raised his fist, a rare show of excitement.

’As the most brilliant chef in Huaxia at the moment, Jiang Liu’s reputation might not be prominent in ordinary circles, but among the elite, it was incredibly persuasive.’

’If I defeat him and use his downfall as my stepping stone, I, Fu Yuan, am guaranteed to become an overnight sensation!’

’And my plan to conquer the Huaxia Sichuan cuisine market will proceed with astonishing smoothness!’

Morse stood up and patted his shoulder. "Fu, I’ll be counting on you later. Don’t be careless this time. Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit!"

"Don’t worry, Mr. Mo," Fu Yuan said dismissively. "That self-important Yu Du was defeated by my hand. This self-important Master Jiang won’t be able to hop around for long."

"But I’ll still use my full strength, because I enjoy a victory with absolutely no suspense!"

Mos’er: "Excellent! I’ll get the champagne ready. We’ll pop it tonight to celebrate."

...

「5:30 PM.」

Yangzhai Street was unusually bustling. Many young people who didn’t know what was going on flocked over to join the crowd.

A girl in a summer dress curiously asked an old man, "Sir, is there a performance here? Why is it so lively?"

"A performance??" The old man scoffed. "If there were a performance, I wouldn’t have come. I’m here to watch Little Boss Jiang cook."

"Watch Little Boss Jiang cook??"

The clueless passersby who were eavesdropping were utterly baffled.

’What kind of cooking draws such a huge crowd?’

’This is insane!’

"Let’s get out of here. It’s just some cooking gimmick. We can’t eat it anyway, so what’s the point of crowding around?"

"Let’s stay and watch. If we go home after work, we’ll just be playing video games anyway. It’s been a long time since anywhere in South City was this lively, right?"

"Fine, I’ll stick around and see what kind of divine food he’s making. If I’m not satisfied, I’m leaving a bad review!"

Another ten-odd minutes passed.

Jun Qingmeng, dressed in a white over-the-knee gauze skirt, white sneakers, and white lace socks, returned to the shop, holding Tongtong’s hand.

Many of the young men in the crowd stared in astonishment.

"Is she a celebrity? No, she’s even prettier than a celebrity. She looks so ethereal."

"She’s holding a little kid’s hand. Is that her daughter?"

"I don’t know, but why does my heart ache so much?"

The girls in the crowd, however, were looking at Tongtong with stars in their eyes.

’She’s as cute as a button!’

"Daddy! I’m back with Mommy! Tomorrow is the weekend, hehe. Tongtong gets to spend the whole day with you!"

Jiang Tongtong was overjoyed. She threw down her schoolbag and leaped into Jiang Liu’s arms.

’I love snuggling and hugging Daddy the most!’

’I love spending weekends with Daddy the most.’

’Mmm, this little cutie has to think about how to spend the weekend with Daddy!’

"What did you learn in kindergarten today?"

Jiang Liu pinched his daughter’s cheek and playfully interrogated her.

Jiang Tongtong’s excited little face immediately fell. "Tongtong was so happy to see Daddy that she forgot everything."

She had spent the entire day thinking about how to spend the weekend with her dad, so she hadn’t heard a single punctuation mark of the stories the teacher told.

"You little dummy!" Jiang Liu gave his daughter a light flick on the forehead as punishment.

"? Oww, that hurt a little."

"Hurt? If you don’t pay attention in class next time, I’ll spank you," Jiang Liu threatened menacingly.

"Waaah, I’ll be good," Jiang Tongtong surrendered in a second.

Jiang Liu looked at Jun Qingmeng and said with a smile, "You must be hungry after a busy afternoon. What would you like to eat?"

"Daddy! I want dough drop soup, and I want juice too."

"Hubby, let’s have dough drop soup, then."