Chapter 150

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

Lu Feng raised his head and glanced at Li Hong'an at the door, his gaze falling on the gift bag in his hand, and he frowned slightly.

He of course still remembered Li Jiang's second uncle.

Last time downstairs at Li Jiang's home, Li Hong'an had looked eager to recruit talent, wanting him to be the Master Chef, but he had refused cleanly and decisively.

This time Li Hong'an came over bringing gifts, nothing more than because the matter last time wasn't settled.

Without guessing, one could tell his purpose for coming here.

Lu Feng's face didn't show too much emotion, and he nodded slightly toward Li Hong'an.

"Li Shu, I haven't eaten yet; if there's something, can we talk later?"

Lu Feng's tone was very flat, but his manner was still fairly courteous.

Although he had guessed Li Hong'an's purpose for coming this time, after all he was Li Jiang's second uncle, so he had to give his brother some face.

Moreover, there were still several diners in the Hall who hadn't finished eating, so he couldn't chase the person out in front of all these people.

"It's nothing, you eat first, I'll wait for you, I'm not in a hurry."

Li Hong'an smiled broadly, found a seat in the Hall, and sat down, placing the gift box in his hand on the Table.

Lu Feng nodded, picked up his Chopsticks, and casually asked Li Hong'an, "Li Shu, have you eaten? Want me to get you a Bowl too?"

As soon as these words came out, Li Hong'an's eyes lit up.

The taste he had sampled at Li Jiang's home last weekend was still fresh in his memory.

He had just eaten a few Fried Skewers at the Xiao Chi Tan across the street, and that amount wasn't even enough to fill his teeth gaps.

Now smelling the Fragrance filling the Shop, his stomach couldn't help but growl.

Li Hong'an stood up smiling, wanting to agree, even planning to ask Lu Feng to add two more pieces of meat to his portion.

Unexpectedly, Lu Feng had already sat down, picked up his Chopsticks, and started eating the noodles in his Bowl.

Looking at this, he didn't seem at all like he was going to get up and go to the Kitchen to cook.

Lu Feng originally hadn't planned to cook for Li Hong'an; he had just asked casually.

The smile on Li Hong'an's face froze, and he also understood.

What "get you a Bowl too"?

It was just polite talk!

You brat, doing it on purpose, right?

The muscles on Li Hong'an's face couldn't help but twitch twice, and he felt somewhat annoyed inside.

But he hadn't come here today to eat; he had come to ask Lu Feng to be the Master Chef at his place. Even though he was angry inside, he couldn't flare up on the spot, so he could only endure it.

He quickly waved his hand and forced a smile on his face, saying, "No need, no need, I already ate when I came. You eat slowly."

After speaking, he endured the growling in his stomach and silently sat back down.

In the Hall, several Tables of customers were still eating noodles at this moment.

Although Business Hours had ended, as long as customers hadn't left, Lu Feng wouldn't chase them away.

"Manager Qian, look at the person who just came in—have you seen him somewhere before?"

Qian Laoban was eating the Braised Beef Noodles in his Bowl. When Li Hong'an spoke just now, he couldn't help but look up and glance over.

After seeing Li Hong'an's fat, bloated face, his brow couldn't help but furrow.

Li Hong'an's fat, bloated figure, and the smile plastered on his face, looked somewhat familiar; he always felt he had seen him somewhere.

Zhao Zhenhui, sitting opposite Qian Laoban and eating noodles, followed the direction of his finger and saw Li Hong'an sitting not far away.

Zhao Zhenhui had a good memory; as soon as he saw Li Hong'an, he immediately remembered.

"Manager Qian, that person seems to be the Boss of that Restaurant we went to a few days ago. What's his name again... Oh, right! Hong'an Restaurant."

Seeing Qian Laoban frowning and still recalling, Zhao Zhenhui couldn't help but remind him again: "You forgot? That day the Chef in his shop spoke rudely, and you flipped their Table. Afterward, he personally came to apologize and Compensate you."

"Oh! So it's him! I was wondering why he looked so familiar."

Qian Laoban suddenly realized and finally remembered what had happened that day at Hong'an Restaurant.

It was one thing that Hong'an Restaurant's White Cut Chicken wasn't authentic, but Master Chef Liang even told him to get lost.

He was a big Boss—when had he ever suffered such anger? His head got hot, and regardless of whether the other was a Master Chef or not, he directly flipped the Table.

Afterward, Li Hong'an came out and sent two bottles of good wine before the matter was considered settled.

He just hadn't expected that today, while eating noodles at Lu Feng's Shop, he would run into Li Hong'an bringing a gift.

Qian Laoban narrowed his eyes to size up Li Hong'an, looking somewhat curious on his face: "What is this person coming to Lu Boss's place for? Doesn't look like he's here to eat, and he's bringing a gift."

Zhao Zhenhui picked up a Chopsticks of noodles and put them in his Mouth, saying slowly while eating: "What else could it be? Most likely he thinks Lu Boss's Culinary Skill is outstanding and wants to Poach someone."

"Poach someone?"

After hearing Zhao Zhenhui's words, Qian Laoban's eyes lit up slightly, and he nodded thoughtfully.

He had already been in Jiangcheng for several days, and these past few days he had been eating dinner at Lu Feng's Shop.

From initially coming just to try the taste, to later even postponing an important company meeting to stay a few more days.

These past few evenings he came to Lu Feng's Shop to eat without fail, and even he himself found it somewhat unbelievable.

Moreover, these past few days, he and Zhao Zhenhui came relatively early, so they didn't need to spend money to buy spots ahead in line; every time they queued with the other diners.

Qian Laoban was considered a well-known entrepreneur in Yangcheng, a proper successful person of high society.

If his employees or people who had dealt with him knew that such a powerful General Manager like him had to queue every day for a Bowl of noodles, it would probably drop their jaws.

Before coming to Lu Feng's Shop, even Qian Laoban himself couldn't remember when the last time he queued for a meal was.

But these past few days coming here to Lu Feng's, he queued obediently every day, without feeling the slightest discomfort.

Every time he came to Lu Feng's, smelling the aroma permeating the shop, it gave him an irrepressible urge to eat.

As a big boss from Yangcheng, everyone who knew him knew that Qian Laoban's greatest hobby was all kinds of gourmet food.

Those people who tried every means to curry favor with him naturally catered to his tastes.

Over these years, gourmet food from nationwide, Qian Laoban had basically eaten his way through all of it.

If not for his low education, unable to write the kind of precise descriptions of food that An Liang wrote, perhaps Qian Laoban could have become a foodie as well.

After eating more gourmet food, Qian Laoban's standards for food grew higher and higher; ordinary gourmet food could no longer catch his eye, and some he had even grown tired of eating.

But after coming into Lu Feng's shop, he realized that true gourmet food was actually in this little shop that looked somewhat unremarkable to him.

Every dish in Lu Feng's shop, after eating it once he still wanted to eat it; after eating one meal he looked forward to the next.

He could no longer remember how long it had been since he had felt such a strong craving for gourmet food.

The gourmet food here at Lu Feng's gave Qian Laoban too much shock; every time he came to eat, the previous meal's gourmet food hadn't been eaten enough of, and there was already a new flavor.

After Qian Laoban came a few times, he increasingly felt that Lu Feng was a chef possessing genius culinary skill.

Such talent would inevitably be targeted by many people; Li Hong'an sitting not far away right now was one of them.

Not only Li Hong'an; for such talent, Qian Laoban naturally also didn't want to let him slip away.

Just now when Zhao Zhenhui mentioned Li Hong'an might be here to poach him, it instantly ignited Qian Laoban's thirst for talent.

He looked toward Lu Feng sitting in the center of the hall eating noodles, and in his heart he had already secretly made up his mind.

No matter what price he had to pay, he was determined to invite Lu Feng to his place.