Chapter 305

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

However, this thought had just emerged when it was immediately strangled in the cradle.

Cheng Fan knew that this kind of thing absolutely had not the slightest possibility.

He remembered that he was now on Lu Feng's shop's blacklist, explicitly told that he would not be received in the future.

On top of that, he had provoked the other party repeatedly before.

How could Lu Feng possibly be willing to teach him?

The other party now felt that even saying one more word to him was a waste of time, let alone imparting the technique for Red Braised Pork.

Cheng Fan pondered for a while, then fished out his mobile phone from his pocket.

He stared at the phone, hesitated for a moment, and finally took a deep breath and dialed a number.

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In the restaurant on the other side.

Fang Shiming picked up the last piece of Red Braised Pork with his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth, nodding continuously as he chewed.

"Dad, the birthday banquet hasn't started yet, and you've left the guests aside to eat by yourself first. Will you still be able to eat anything later?"

Fang Yuan handed over a tissue with a smile, her tone teasing.

It had been a very long time since she had seen her father eat something so wolfishly.

Judging by the look of it, today's birthday gift had made her father extremely satisfied.

Fang Yuan herself wasn't much better off; just now when Fang Shiming was eating the Red Braised Pork, she couldn't help but pick up a few pieces herself.

Time seemed to instantly return to when she was little, fighting with her father over the Red Braised Pork their mother made.

Fang Shiming took the tissue and wiped his mouth, looking at the already empty plate with an expression of not having had his fill.

He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then suddenly looked at Fang Yuan, asking urgently, "Yuan Yuan, are you very familiar with that Boss Lu? Can you help Dad ask if he'd come to our house as a private chef? No matter how much money it costs!"

Fang Yuan shook her head somewhat helplessly: "Dad, did you forget Boss Lu has his own shop? His shop's business is booming; every day before six o'clock, before the shop even opens, people are queuing up. Boss Lu is that busy, how would he have time to come to our house as a private chef?"

Fang Shiming frowned, his entrepreneurial mindset instantly becoming active.

"If a private chef won't work, then I'll invest in him!"

His tone carried a meaning of being determined to succeed: "Didn't I just acquire a plot of land in the city center recently? Originally I wanted to build an office building, but now that I think about it, opening a five-star hotel isn't bad either. Invite Boss Lu over to be the Head Chef; with culinary skills this good, staying cooped up in a little shop on Food Street is truly too much of a pity!"

When he said this, his eyes shone brightly, clearly having been completely conquered by Lu Feng's culinary skill.

Likewise, as a businessman, he saw the business opportunity in it at a glance.

Being able to make Red Braised Pork into such a perfect flavor, Lu Feng himself is a golden signboard.

Fang Yuan did not respond to her father's grand ambitions; she picked up her teacup, took a sip, and said leisurely, "Dad, do you think you're the only talent scout? You've heard of Qian Laoban from Yangcheng, right?"

"That Qian Laoban from Yangcheng's Qian Shi Group?"

Fang Shiming's body instantly straightened, his tone carrying surprise: "Hasn't he always been doing high-end catering and real estate in the South? Even he's interested in Boss Lu? Qian Shi Group's hands have already reached over to Jiangcheng?"

Although their family didn't have business dealings with Qian Laoban for the time being.

But Qian Shi Group in the South is a top-tier major enterprise; he naturally knew Qian Laoban's profound family background and strength.

If Qian Laoban really made a move to poach him, the conditions he offered truly couldn't beat the other party's.

"Not just hands reaching Jiangcheng; they've already chased him to his shop."

Fang Yuan recalled yesterday's scene at Lu Feng's shop: "Yesterday I was at Boss Lu's shop, and I even saw him gnawing on Dongpo Pork Knuckle there. Listening to the diners in the shop discuss it, Qian Laoban offered an annual salary of three million plus shares last week, wanting to invite Boss Lu to Yangcheng as Head Chef."

"Three million? And Qian Shi shares?"

Fang Shiming abruptly stood up, his voice instantly turning tense: "Did Boss Lu agree?"

However, the moment these words left his mouth, he himself instantly reacted.

If Lu Feng had really agreed to Qian Laoban's conditions, by now he'd probably already be in Yangcheng.

Then today he wouldn't be able to eat this plate of Red Braised Pork made by Lu Feng.

His reaction just now that big was truly a bit undignified.

Seeing him like this, Fang Yuan couldn't help but smile: "Boss Lu refused on the spot. Think about it — even someone with Qian Laoban's strength offered conditions that couldn't move Boss Lu. Do you think you can invite him?"

"This Boss Lu... really is a weirdo."

Fang Shiming sat back down in his chair, saying with some regret.

"Alright, stop pondering this matter, and don't feel it's a pity. Boss Lu's shop is right on Food Street; in the future, when we have time, we'll go to the shop to eat more. Being an honest diner isn't bad either."

Fang Yuan said to her father with a smile.

Fang Shiming's brows only then relaxed, and he nodded repeatedly: "Good, good, good! As long as we can still eat things made by Boss Lu in the future, that's enough! Yuan Yuan, when you go eat at his place in the future, you must bring Dad along!"

Fang Yuan nodded, then her gaze fell on the other plate of Red Braised Pork on the dining table.

That was the Red Braised Pork made by Cheng Fan; she and Fang Shiming still hadn't moved a single chopstick on it.

"Dad, weren't you quite interested in Cheng Fan's Red Braised Pork just now? He's a State Banquet Chef Disciple, and a high-end hotel Head Chef — how come you won't even taste a bite of his Red Braised Pork?"

Fang Shiming's gaze swept over the other plate of Red Braised Pork.

Before eating Lu Feng's Red Braised Pork, he indeed held no small expectation for Cheng Fan's Red Braised Pork.

Cheng Fan's Red Braised Pork, one must say, was indeed made quite well.

The plating looked exquisite too; at a glance, one could tell thought had been put into it.

However, after tasting the flavor of Lu Feng's Red Braised Pork, he instantly lost all interest in this portion Cheng Fan made before him.

Fang Shiming leaned in closer and sniffed the aroma; sure enough, compared to Lu Feng's portion, it fell far short.

He waved his hand and said casually, "Forget it, save this portion of Red Braised Pork for the guests to eat later."

As he spoke, he suddenly noticed something and frowned.

Why are there only four pieces of this Red Braised Pork?

Although not many people came to today's birthday banquet, four pieces of Red Braised Pork are simply not enough to go around.

This Cheng Fan is really too immature, isn't he?

Lu Boss's cooking is better; he made a whole large platter.

Only in the end it all went into the stomachs of the father and daughter.

"Yuan Yuan, have someone tell that Cheng Fan later that the Red Braised Pork is too few; make a few more platters, and don't let today's guests feel we haven't entertained them properly."

Fang Shiming pointed somewhat displeasedly at the Red Braised Pork on the table and said to Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan looked at her father's serious expression, smiling as she nodded.

But she knew very well in her heart that even if Cheng Fan made a few more platters, her father wouldn't eat another bite.