Chapter 1582: Poached White-Eyed Wolf

Thus, Zichen stopped declining and kept the person on.

He truly needed someone right now. He had taken leave to come out here, and he couldn't always be the one cooking.

Only at this moment did Zichen deeply realize the importance of personnel reserves!

The Xiao Huang incident had infuriated Li Dashao, but Zichen felt more gratitude toward him; he was grateful that this person had quit at such a timely moment, allowing him to discover the problem just in time.

Li Dashao had gone back, but he returned after only a few days, because Xiao Huang's restaurant had opened!

His shop was right across from Chenxin Snack, no more than ten meters away, and it was named Xiao Huang Snack Shop No. 1.

The plaque was also a black-bottomed wooden sign with four gold-stamped characters, and even the font was the same.

Aside from the plaque, the shop's renovation, the placement of tables and chairs... the items on the menu were all exactly the same!

Well, not entirely the same; the prices were one yuan lower.

The kitchen was not transparent; like most kitchens, it had a door curtain hanging over it with "No Admittance" written on it.

A kitchen should look like a kitchen.

Xiao Huang sneered at Zichen's kitchen, holding it in contempt.

He felt Zichen was too much of a bookworm; a transparent kitchen, really?

Sure, customers could see the hygiene and feel at ease, but the chef's cooking process was also exposed for everyone to see. Since ancient times, it has been said that once a master teaches his apprentice, the master starves; he couldn't be as foolish as Sheng Zichen—once you learn the craft of making soup, you have to hide it and not let others see!

Xiao Huang put on a grand show for his opening day, even hiring a band, intending to overwhelm Chenxin Snack with sheer momentum.

The auspicious time arrived, firecrackers went off, and the shop opened to welcome guests.

The first group of customers to enter was a crowd of burly men.

These people came with ill intent; even though the weather wasn't particularly hot, they were all wearing short sleeves or had their chests and backs exposed, revealing large tattoos.

Each of them sat at a separate table, with one person occupying a long table while leaving seven or eight seats empty.

With these people around, regular diners didn't dare to come in.

A shop assistant cautiously walked over to ask what they wanted to eat.

The leader said, "Poached White-Eyed Wolf."

"Hahahaha..."

The others all laughed.

The assistant forced a smile: "I'm sorry, sir, we don't have that dish. Please order something from the menu."

"Bang!"

The man slammed the table and stood up, towering half a head taller than the assistant. He raged: "How could you not have it? Isn't it right there in the kitchen? Get your boss out here."

Hearing that someone was causing trouble, Xiao Huang grabbed a kitchen knife and came out of the kitchen.

But when he saw the faces of those looking for trouble, his face instantly turned pale!

He gave a sheepish laugh: "Brothers, it's you guys. Isn't this a case of the flood washing away the Dragon King's temple—a family failing to recognize their own kin..."

These men looked like thugs, but they all had proper professions; they were all chefs.

These individuals were all at a higher level in the culinary world than Xiao Huang, and he couldn't afford to offend them.

"Get lost, don't try to act familiar."

He kept up a fawning smile, but the men didn't appreciate it at all.

"Don't try to act familiar, who's family with you? We're here to eat, and you'll cook whatever I order."

"Exactly, and besides the Poached White-Eyed Wolf, make a Stir-fried Two-Faced Turncoat."

"Deep-fried Traitor."

"Pan-seared Wolf-Hearted and Dog-Lunged."

"Stew a Crossing-the-River-and-Breaking-the-Bridge..."

Xiao Huang almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

What to do?

He definitely couldn't win if he used force; they had more people.

He could only try to outsmart them.

He swallowed his pride and kept a fawning smile: "It's my honor that you brothers came to support me. Let's go to the Jiangzhou Hotel to drink in a while; let's not stay here. My place is too shabby, and it's a grievance to you all to host you here..."

He intended to treat them to a meal to gloss over the matter, but these people were here specifically to cause trouble and wouldn't be so easily fooled.

"Don't bother, we're eating right here, we're not going anywhere."

"Cut the crap, serve the food quickly, or we'll smash your shop."

"You ungrateful wretch, what did you tell the boss back then?"

"You knelt on the ground begging the boss to teach you his skills and to let you be his Second Chef, but after one month, you stole the skills and quit on him. You really bring shame to the profession of cooking, ptooey!"

"Brothers, get him!"

"Clang, bang, crash."

After a round of smashing, the newly opened restaurant was reduced to a wreck in no time.

Xiao Huang was furious: "Call the police, call the police immediately!"

The leader threw a stack of money on the table: "This is enough to cover the damages to your shop. We've already called the police, and they'll be here soon."

Sure enough, the police arrived.

Although these people had smashed the shop, they voluntarily paid compensation and cooperated with the investigation, and since there were no casualties, the police didn't do much to them even after arriving, merely criticizing and educating them.

After the police left, the leader said to Xiao Huang: "Kid, you need to know that people with no integrity have no path forward anywhere."

The men strode away, and the lively opening day was ruined.

The shop assistant was sobbing, and Xiao Huang snapped at them: "What are you crying for?"

"If he won't let me have an easy life, I won't let him have one either!"

He knew clearly in his heart who had sent people to cause trouble.

But he didn't dare to go after Li Dashao, so he picked the softest persimmon to squeeze and decided to find fault with Sheng Zichen!

He didn't dare to go find fault in broad daylight, so he waited until midnight, put on a hood, grabbed an axe, and snuck out.

Chenxin Snack Shop No. 1.

This sign made his teeth itch with hatred; he had completely forgotten the soup-making skills Sheng Zichen had taught him, remembering only the way those people had smashed his shop!

"If you won't let me make money, don't think you'll have it easy either."

"Thump—"

He swung the axe down, splitting a large crack in the plaque; the axe vibrated out of his hand and fell, nearly chopping his foot.

Frightened, he turned and ran, terrified that the noise of smashing the plaque would attract people.

However, after hiding in the shadows for a while, nothing happened.

So his courage grew again, and he returned to smash the glass as well!

He thought he had done it without anyone knowing, but he didn't know there was surveillance on the side of the road that had recorded everything he did in the middle of the night.

Xiao Huang's act of smashing the shop was of a vile nature; he was detained by the police for 15 days and also had to compensate Sheng Zichen for the shop's financial losses.

The next day.

Early morning.

Gu Yuxin looked at the shop before her with a worried face: "It will take three days to make and install the glass, what should we do? How about we don't open for these few days and just rest."

Zichen said: "Open as usual; if we don't open, it will affect morale."

Since the glass would take three days, he simply had people hang a few simple little windmills on the window frames.

When the wind blew, the windmills spun non-stop, creating a unique scene!

Zichen learned a lesson from this incident and promptly patched the loopholes in the shop to prevent things like what Xiao Huang did from happening again.

Xiao Huang's reputation in the culinary world was completely ruined, and he had no choice but to change professions.

……

Film Academy.

When school started, Zichen stood at the school gate, feeling surrounded by a tremendous sense of happiness.

He felt like he didn't have enough eyes; there were so many beauties, truly a feast for the eyes!

Having been accustomed to seeing Tian Yuanyuan's flat, round face for three years of high school, seeing beauties again made him feel that this world was truly wonderful.