Chapter 447 - 167: Boss, Aren’t You on a Health Regimen Recently?

Chapter 447: Chapter 167: Boss, Aren’t You on a Health Regimen Recently?

Zhang Yi mulled it over for a long time.

As a programmer, he really had no talent for business. He looked around the third floor. It was packed, not a single seat empty. There were even people sitting on stools by the entrance, waiting for a table.

But... But several other restaurants in the city were like this too!

Seeing that Zhang Yi still didn’t get it, Fang Chang said impatiently, "You have to understand, those other restaurants only have lines during peak meal times. But Boss Su’s place? It’s always busy. Do you know what ’always’ means? It means as soon as one table leaves, another one is seated immediately. It’s like this from the moment they open at four in the afternoon until they close at ten at night!"

"If you can get a stall here, as long as you’re willing to work hard, the money will practically jump into your pockets!"

After hearing what Fang Chang said, Zhang Yi started to think it might actually be a viable idea.

But he’d been writing code at this company ever since he graduated. He had zero experience running a stall, and the thought made him nervous.

"I don’t know the specifics of how Boss Su will arrange things. But I’m sure of one thing: you won’t get a stall without some real skill! If you’re serious about this, you’d better start preparing now."

Zhang Yi said apprehensively, "Fang Chang, we’re good buddies. You know my family’s situation. How about this, I’ll go home and discuss it with my wife first, what do you think?"

Fang Chang nodded. "It’ll be a definite no if you discuss it with your wife. But it’s your call. This is as far as I can help you, brother!"

Just then, the loudspeaker on the third floor announced that Fang Chang’s order was ready.

Zhang Yi got up to get the food, his heart feeling unusually heavy.

On one hand, he would lose his income for a short time after quitting his job. If his new income couldn’t keep up... For a man with parents to support and children to raise, the risk was almost too much to bear.

On the other hand...

He thought back to last Chinese New Year when he’d gone with his wife to her mother’s house. His younger brother-in-law had driven home for the holiday in a BMW.

Throughout that meal, in the face of all the sarcasm and mockery at the table, the chubby Zhang Yi had just kept nodding and bowing humbly, constantly refilling everyone’s rice bowls and pouring their drinks.

On the surface, he seemed to be laughing it off, but in reality... Only someone who has been through something similar could know how much pain Zhang Yi was in that night!

He brought the food back to the table. They were clearly delicious, home-style dishes, but to Zhang Yi, they were completely tasteless.

Meanwhile, Su Chen lifted a large tray. "Six orders of rice noodle rolls are ready! Hey, President Feng, are you trying to pick a fight with these rice noodle rolls today or what? Are you still going to eat those other two dishes?"

"Eating them! I have to eat them!" Feng Yaoyang replied happily, sitting down with the rice noodle rolls. "I’ll eat first. You get back to it, Boss Su!"

With that, he looked at the person across from him. "Ah Wu, didn’t you want to observe Boss Su’s cooking? Go on, go take a look now!"

Ah Wu: ???

’But I haven’t even touched my rice noodle rolls yet!’

’Then again, the boss has already had four orders. With these three, that makes seven! Normally, when I cook for him, one serving is more than enough to fill him up. If he’s eating seven servings in one go and still wants other snacks... surely he won’t eat my portion too, right?’

’Yeah, there’s no way!’

Since the boss had spoken, Ah Wu had no choice but to reply, "Enjoy your meal."

When he arrived at the counter again, he saw that Boss Su had already prepped and set aside a portion of chopped scallions with the roots removed, as well as a small portion of ginger slices and a large portion of minced ginger.

What he was working on at the moment was a basin of premium spareribs.

He was only using the rib section, no other bones. A ring of lean meat clung to the edges of the slender rib bones.

Just looking at ribs like these, you could imagine how incredibly delicious they would be once cooked.

Then, he saw Su Chen pick up a cleaver.

For some reason, Su Chen just stood there, not moving to start. Instead, he stared at the ribs in front of him and took several deep breaths.

Ah Wu was puzzled.

’Why is Boss Su panting like that before he even starts cooking?’