Chapter 250: Let You Open a Gourmet Shop, You Open for Business at 3 AM

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

"Mr. Zhao, Miss Zhou, hello."

Lu Feng smiled and greeted them.

"Boss Lu, hello, hello!"

Zhao Zhenhui's face lit up with a brilliant smile, his gaze sweeping over Lu Feng's chef's uniform, and his expression suddenly froze.

"Boss Lu, are you working here? Has your shop on Food Street closed?"

He remembered this was the Seafood Buffet Restaurant, and couldn't figure out why Lu Feng was wearing a chef's uniform and appearing in the back kitchen here.

Could he have been poached by this restaurant's boss?

Or had something gone wrong with the operation of the shop on Food Street?

But...

Wasn't the shop on Food Street still doing well yesterday?

Besides, although this buffet restaurant counts as high-end, compared to Qian Laoban's Food City, it's still far behind by more than one level.

Lu Feng didn't budge even for the conditions Qian Laoban offered, so how did this restaurant manage to poach him?

Zhao Zhenhui really couldn't figure it out, a string of questions popping up in his mind.

Zhou Yaqin beside him also looked full of doubt.

"No, no, don't overthink it."

Lu Feng waved his hand and smiled helplessly: "I just came over temporarily to help out today, I'll still open the shop on Food Street tonight."

He couldn't say he came here to complete a system task, so he could only gloss over it casually.

"I see."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhenhui breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Food Street was some distance from his company, at Lu Feng's own shop he could often eat new dishes made by Lu Feng, it could be said there were surprises every day.

If Lu Feng worked here in the future, although eating would be much more convenient, it would be unlikely to eat new dishes again.

Anyway, as long as the shop on Food Street continued to open, that was fine.

Zhou Yaqin beside him also smiled and said: "Boss Lu's culinary skill is so good, if the shop on Food Street didn't open, I estimate many old customers would be very disappointed in the future."

"It won't, as long as I'm here, the shop on Food Street will keep opening."

Lu Feng said with a smile.

Zhao Zhenhui no longer dwelled on it, looking at Lu Feng and asking expectantly: "Boss Lu, what delicious thing are you making here today?"

"Today at noon I'm making fried noodles here, shrimp, egg, and beef three flavors, do you want a portion?"

Lu Feng replied.

"Definitely want it."

Zhao Zhenhui's eyes lit up instantly, then asked somewhat expectantly: "Then can I eat several portions here? Usually at Boss Lu's shop I can only eat one portion, not enough."

Lu Feng smiled and shook his head: "There aren't many ingredients here either, still one portion per person, but small or large portions can be made."

"Tsk tsk tsk, truly worthy of Boss Lu, even at a buffet restaurant you pull this limited thing."

Zhao Zhenhui said somewhat regretfully, then looked at his wife beside him: "Wife, do you want a portion of Boss Lu's fried noodles?"

"Is there even a need to ask?"

Zhou Yaqin nodded with a smile.

"Boss Lu, one portion of beef and one portion of shrimp, both large!"

Zhao Zhenhui immediately ordered without hesitation.

"Um... aren't you two here to eat seafood?"

Lu Feng saw the two staring straight at him, couldn't help but smile and remind them.

What the two wanted were both large portions, the serving of large fried noodles was quite a lot.

Staple food like this itself easily makes people feel full.

After eating one large portion of fried noodles each, there wouldn't be much room left in their stomachs for seafood.

Zhao Zhenhui waved his hand carelessly: "Seafood can be eaten anytime, but Boss Lu's culinary skill, that's not something you can eat anytime."

Zhou Yaqin also nodded in agreement.

"Alright then, please wait a moment."

Lu Feng saw the two were firm in their attitude, so he didn't say anything more.

He also knew these two were people with money to spare, so he started preparing the meal.

Just then, a young man carrying a plate of seafood passed by, hearing Zhao Zhenhui's words, his footsteps stopped immediately.

He felt very curious, couldn't help but come over and ask curiously: "Big brother, hearing what you just said, the fried noodles made by this master seem pretty delicious?"

"Please remove the word 'seem'."

Zhao Zhenhui, hearing this, pointed at Lu Feng who was heating oil, and said proudly: "Let me tell you, Boss Lu's culinary skill, in Jiangcheng... no, in the whole country, it's hard to find an opponent! Don't look at it being just a portion of ordinary fried noodles, you'll know after eating it, it's definitely a delicacy you've never tasted in your life!"

"Really? Is it that amazing?"

The young man listened half-believing, half-doubting, he usually ate buffet and never ate staple food.

But hearing Zhao Zhenhui say it so certainly, plus the fragrance starting to come from Lu Feng's side.

This made his curiosity surge up instantly, he couldn't help but shout at Lu Feng: "Master, please give me a portion of fried noodles too!"

Lu Feng's spatula flew back and forth in the wok as he stir-fried, and he answered in agreement after hearing the young man's words.

The two young ladies sitting not far away smelled the fragrance of the fried noodles, couldn't help but stand up and walk over, looking at Zhao Zhenhui curiously as they asked: "Uncle, are these fried noodles delicious?"

Seeing two beautiful young ladies at a glance, Zhao Zhenhui immediately answered enthusiastically: "Two young ladies, there's nothing in this restaurant you have to eat, but if you haven't tried Boss Lu's fried noodles, you must give them a try! If you miss today, it won't be so easy to eat them later."

The two young ladies exchanged a glance and also shouted: "Master, we both want fried noodles too!"

Lu Feng nodded, speeding up his movements of making fried noodles a bit.

"Husband, aren't you going to say something to the others in the group?"

Zhou Yaqin at Yi Pang reminded him while pinching the soft flesh around Zhao Zhenhui's waist without showing any emotion, pinching him hard.

Zhao Zhenhui felt a sharp pain on his waist, turned his head to see his wife's somewhat unfriendly expression, and couldn't help but shrink his neck.

"Wife, if you hadn't said it, I almost would have forgotten—I need to notify them in the group."

However, his wife's words did remind him; Zhao Zhenhui scratched his head sheepishly and said with a smile.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and took a photo of Lu Feng tossing the pan.

"Boss Lu, until what time are you working this noon?"

After taking the photo, Zhao Zhenhui looked at Lu Feng and asked.

"If it's normal time, until two in the afternoon."

Lu Feng turned his head, his gaze sweeping over the wet noodles on the ingredient rack beside him, and added another sentence: "But there's probably only enough fried noodles for about fifty portions, so those who come late probably won't get to eat."

"Okay!"

Zhao Zhenhui nodded, then asked: "Boss Lu, can I post the news that you're making fried noodles here in the group? Everyone in the group is your old customer, and they're all looking forward to eating the things you make!"